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CHAPTER TEN
Tamara
The feel of his hands moving over me is simply astounding and I find myself moaning very loudly as I moan almost desperately, trying somehow to make my voice and my neediness to drive me over the edge. One of Daddy’s hands holds my wrists together over my head, pressed against the pillow. His other hand moves between my legs, somehow expertly keeping me right on edge with teasing explorations of his fingertips and an almost unending ability to deliver pleasure that just doesn’t push me over the edge.
There used to be this spam email (or banner ad, I can’t remember) that advertised teaching men to cum without ejaculating so they could essentially fuck for hours and end up cumming time and time and time again. I always thought it was a silly male fantasy, something impossible. While there’s no doubt in my mind all of those ads were scams, that doesn’t change that I’m experiencing something quite similar. This feels incredible.
It's also the most maddening damned thing possible!
Given my position, there is a lot of squirming and movement. That keeps sending bursts of pain up from my still smarting, freshly spanked ass cheeks. There is so much sensation going on in my body, and it’s got to be the most staggering thing in my entire life experience. It’s so strange to feel completely out of control and yet so damned secure and safe.
His fingers move in such a remarkable way!
“Please, Daddy!” I cry. “Please let me cum, Daddy!”
Of course, he ignores me.
It’s devastating and perfect all at once, and the truly crazy predicament is this: If I really get close and I know I can push myself over the edge, I move my hips without even thinking about it. My ass cheeks are so damned sensitive that when I move my hips, I send pain shooting over my body, which drives the orgasm down.
Dear God!
I have a feeling this orgasm is going to be so damned powerful it might just drive me fucking insane. I can’t believe how things feel and I can’t even begin to comprehend how desperate and needy I have become. It’s crazy because even though I enjoyed sex before this, this might be the first time I’m not thinking about sex as something just to please a man, something that I fortunately also enjoy.
I think if I could trade getting an orgasm for anything right now, I would trade it. Hell, I’d agree to lose a leg the way I feel right now! I try to whimper, “Please, Daddy!” another time but all that comes out is a kind of plaintive squeak. I don’t know how in the world I can handle waiting for this any longer. It might be the most maddening thing I have ever experienced.
And then Daddy’s hands leave my wrists and my pussy and his cock is suddenly inside of me. “Daddy!” I scream as the orgasm hits and simultaneously, the pain from my still-smarting ass cheeks explodes over my body as well.
I can’t even begin to understand any of this!
My God, how can it feel so damned good?
The pain from the spanking somehow makes the orgasm feel better. I think that’s because it reminds me that I’m an equal in the relationship, that I’m a part of it and not just some kind of submissive, squeaky pleasure toy for Jack. He won’t allow that. I’ll never be allowed to pretend to be anyone other than I am.
That’s because he wants me.
Jack wants Tamara.
Daddy wants his little girl.
And that’s all that matters.
Tamara and Jackman are together and, on their way to Happily Ever After, but their story still isn’t finished.
