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She began to rub, using two fingers and going in circles, as he’d asked her to.

“Does it feel good?”

“It feels soooo good.”

“Good girl. Now I want you to raise your knees and really open your sweet little pussy up for Daddy. And I want you to take your other hand and push one finger inside.”

“Ohh…”

She did everything he said, spreading her knees and pressing one finger into her aching hole.

“Ah, Daddy…it’s so good,” she said breathlessly.

“Now pump it in and out for Daddy.”

She began a slow thrusting motion, her hips moving, arching into the other finger still circling her clit.

“Are you close to coming, Frankie?” he asked.

“Yes! Really, really soon!”

“Good. Now stop. Stop touching yourself.”

She froze. “What?”

“Daddy said stop, sweetheart. You’re not allowed to come unless Daddy says so.”

“Daddy! That’s the meanest thing ever in the whole wide world!” she protested, on the verge of angry tears.

“It is, isn’t it? But maybe you’ll learn to do as Daddy says. And just so you know, Frankie, my sweet bad girl, if you let yourself come now, or after we’re off the phone, there will be additional punishments.”

“Daddy,nooooooooo!”

“Daddy, yes,” he said, his low tone full of desire and humor.

Was he turned on, too? Was this going to be as hard for him as it was for her?

The brat in her didn’t want to think so. But at the same time, she hoped he was just as tortured as she was. It would serve him right!

“Frankie? Do you think this will go well if Daddy doesn’t establish rules and boundaries at the outset?”

“It’d go just fine,” she grumbled.

“I can tell you it wouldn’t. What’s the point of having a Daddy if he doesn’t put your needs first? And right now you need to learn some discipline and accountability for your words and actions, Little girl. And I want to give you that. I think you need that kind of caring.”

He paused for a moment while she sniffled.

“You okay, Frankie?”

“Uh-huh. I just...I guess you’re right.”

“Of course Daddy’s right. I will always put your needs ahead of my own, because that’s what a good Daddy does. Okay?”

“Okay. I guess.”

“You can pout all you want, sweetheart, as long as you understand how this is going to work—how it has to work. Now, are you still sniffly?”

“Maybe a li’l bit.”

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