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“Daddy!” she cried out as the strap landed again. “Daddy, please!”
She honestly wasn’t even sure what she was begging for. Part of her wanted the pain to stop, another part of her couldn’t get enough. And still another part of her was desperate for the pleasure he’d promised in the truck, despite having gotten herself off on his hand just a few minutes before.
“You’re being such a good girl for Daddy,” he crooned, pausing to rub a hand over her inflamed skin. “Can you take a few more, baby?”
Denial trembled on her tongue. But then he smiled down at her, love and pride all but radiating from him. And she knew in that instant she would give all he demanded, and more.
“Y-yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.”
Over and over the strap fell, each stroke layering more and more burning pain over what he’d already given her. More than once, the tip caught the tender lips of her pussy, making her see stars as the pain exploded in her most sensitive parts.
The final time it happened, she cried out, tears stinging her eyes. “Daddy, stop! Stop, it hurts!”
“What hurts, baby?”
There was a smug, knowing tone in his voice that said he clearly knew what hurt. He just wanted her to say the words because it would embarrass her and please him, all at once.
Fucking sadists.
But with all her sensitive bits aching and stinging from his hand and his strap, she wasn’t about to push her luck by snapping at him. “My bottom and my-my pussy, Daddy.”
“Poor baby.” More of that faux sympathy appeared as he lowered her legs and nudged them wide. Climbing onto the bed with her, he settled between her spread thighs and brushed his lips across the inside of each knee. “Do you need Daddy to kiss it and make it all better?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said, adding in a deliberately pitiful sniffle in a bid for some real sympathy. “Please.”
Because apparently torturing her wasn’t enough and he’d decided he needed to actually kill her with anticipation, he took his time, trailing soft little kisses down the inside of her right thigh. And when he was right there, his breath hot against her swollen lips, he skipped completely over her pussy to the other leg.
“Matt!” Reaching for him, she let out a low growl when the restraints stopped her in her tracks. “Goddammit! I need to come!”
“Excuse me, little girl?”
She froze, every nerve ending on high alert at the steel in his words. “Umm…”
“Keep those legs spread.”
Fuck.Not wanting to risk getting herself in more trouble than she already was, she pushed her knees even wider as he rose from the bed and crossed the room to his duffel bag.
“I’m sorry, Daddy. It just slipped out.”
“Well, Daddy will just have to make sure there are no more slip ups tonight.”
Her eyes widened at the flogger he held when he turned back around. Ever since he’d introduced her to it a few weeks back, it had become one of her favorite toys, but she also knew exactly how stingy it could be when wielded for punishment.
“Daddy, no,” she whined, squirming in her bonds. But she didn’t dare close her legs. Slipping up and swearing at him was bad enough. Deliberately defying him when she was already in trouble…
Definitelynoton her bucket list.
“Since tonight is a special night, I’m only giving you three. Keep those legs wide open for me, babygirl.”
She only had a moment to wonder what he meant about tonight being special before the leather strands connected with her bare pussy lips. Pain lanced through her, making her cry out even as her clit throbbed with a need that was its own form of torture.
“Do good girls swear at their Daddies, Carly Marie?”
“No, Daddy!” she cried out as the flogger bit into her tender flesh a second time. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”
“I know, baby. One more.”
