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Pulling out, I instantly miss her heat and plunge back inside of her. She yelps but meets my thrust, and I chuckle. “Fuck me, you greedy little brat.”

I wasn’t expecting her to, but she starts bouncing on me, and I realize I’m going to have to be literal with her. “Good little one. Such a good little girl bouncing on me, don’t stop now.”

The more I praise her, the wetter she becomes. Damn, her praise kink is directly related to her pleasure. “The second infraction, you will be put in a time out where you will have no phone, television, computer, or anything.”

A whimper leaves her as I take control of her wild hips and fuck her long and hard. “Daddy.” She’s practically chanting my name.

“That’s right buttercup, say my name. It’s the only name you ever need to speak again.”

I pound into her, unable to stop myself. “If we get to a third infraction, you’ll go to your dorm room to sleep until I want to see you again. You’ll be grounded to school, work, and that’s it.”

Her body tenses and I know this is something she doesn’t want for certain. “You… you mean no interaction with you?” Her words are barely above a whisper and come out in between moans as I fuck her hard.

Our movements make the couch skirt across the wood floors, and I moan as my balls tighten and I spill inside of her.

Chapter Twenty

It’sbeenanamazingweek with Chris. I mean Daddy. God it’s so easy to call him that now. It means a lot to me that he allows us to have time to talk as Chris and Jazz. But I want him to be Daddy all the time, and once we got over my initial freak out about the stuff Chris wanted from me, we got into this routine that makes it so much easier.

My brattiness has changed to willingness and Chris hasn’t pushed any other things in that room on me. He told me eventually we would go back in, but on good terms and he would explain everything to me.

I think cooking is my favorite thing aside from cuddles. Daddy wouldn’t let me go to the away game for Tia, but he promised the next one he would take us. I can handle that considering I’m home and enjoying watching one of my favorite movies.

Looking at the clock, it has to be time for Tia to be done. Picking up my phone, I send her a message.

Me: Did you win?

Twenty minutes go by and the message isn’t read. Uh oh.

Me: Hello???

Another hour goes by and I’m getting worried. Tia never ignores me. Even if I have done so in the past. She is an instant messenger.

Me:Ok, this isn’t funny. Are you alright?

Nibbling on my lip, I try to focus on the show and it’s not working. I get up and start moving through the house. Daddy said I could have a look anywhere I wanted except the office with the lock on it. He left it unlocked today so I am thinking it’s alright to go in.

Slowly pushing the door open, the light instantly turns on and my phone doesn’t go off.

Me:Tee, answer me. What’s wrong?

When she doesn’t respond, I decide to send a funny message. Maybe that will get her attention.

Me:Who am I killing?

The bubble for Tia pops up, and I smile. Victory. I chuckle at myself.

Tia:I’m ok. We aren’t killing anyone. We won two. Lost two.

Me:Want to get ice cream when you get back?Tia:Yeah and you can come stay with me.

Me:Duh!

I wonder how I might get Daddy to agree to that. I’m sure he will understand I have to have a girls night every once in a while. Right?

Not wanting to bother him, I send him a quick text. .

Me:Daddy, Tia seems really upset. She hasn’t told me what’s wrong, but can I spend the night with her? I really think she’s hurting right now.

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