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I rip the rest of her shirt front open, and this time her switchblade pops out, falling from between her breasts.
“Bringing a knife into the bedroom, are you, brat?” I click my tongue as I pick up the hilt. “This could be a serious infarction against you.”
Bunny wraps her legs around my thigh and rubs even harder. “Whatcha gonna do, Daddy?”
I open the blade and glide the tip across her taut stomach, careful not to break the skin. Her breath hitches in her throat, and she shudders.
“Are you going to be a good girl tonight?”
She bites her lip. “Yes, Daddy.”
Without warning, I jerk the blade, cutting a shallow slice across her hipbone. Bunny gasps, and her legs grip me tighter. While I’ve still got her chin raised up, keeping her from seeing what I’m doing, I lower myself to the wound and gently lap up the blood as it seeps out. Bunny whines.
“Please, Daddy. I don’t mean to be bad. Make me be a good girl.”
My dick throbs with need. A tingle runs through me as I taste the coppery tang of her blood. Bunny’s delicious in any form.
“Are you going to be good for me tonight?” I ask again.
“Yes, Daddy!” She screams as I surprise her by nipping on her clit. That little spark of pain causes her body to jerk, and I grin as I lick the spot to ease the sting of my bite. Bunny tries to wriggle free of my grip, but I’ve got too good a hold on her. I know by now her jaw has to ache, and that, along with the smaller, sharper pains of the bite and the cut, are intended to contrast with any pleasure I might allow her.
I keep her jaw tilted as I start to eat her pussy with the gusto of a man starved for days. She screams and shouts with every stroke of my tongue, and when I plunge three meaty fingers into her cunt and pump them a few times while assaulting her clit with my tongue, her voice breaks as she comes all over me.
“Such a good girl now,” I croon after I lick my soaked lips. “But have you learned your lesson yet?”
For possibly the first time since I’ve known her, Bunny is speechless. She can’t even catch her breath enough to give the proper conditioned response. All she can manage is weak moaning when I let her jaw go.
Before she can gather herself, I straddle her jaw and stick my cock in her gaping mouth, fucking her throat. Bunny sucks and swallows, and behind me her legs thrash as she instinctively fights to get free. Even when she’s being submissive, my little brat shines through. In a way, I’m proud.
Never stop fighting, Bun. Not even when it’s me.
Just before I lose myself, I reach behind me and jam my thumb in the cut on her hip. Bunny screams, and I pull out just enough to come on her face and tits. Bunny sputters a little, but she dutifully licks what she can reach with her tongue. Her eyes are watering so much that her mascara’s running down her cheeks, smearing into the streaks of white I left on her.
It’s fucking beautiful.
Now that I’m sure she’s properly chastised for how she acted at dinner, I ease back down, lowering myself until my dick pulses at her entrance. Bunny’s trembling all over, but she manages a nod and a weak, shaky, “Please, Daddy.” I slide into her wet, tight pussy, and I finally give her the lovemaking she’s been working for. I kiss her jaw where my fingers bruised it, I kiss her tit bite, and I stroke her cut hip gently, soothing all the pain I caused.
This is what Bunny really craves with me: the wind-down, the soft easing off the cliff after I lift her up and dangle her from it.
I fuck her slowly and passionately, not allowing myself to come again until she shatters with a delighted sigh, her insides pulsating around me. Only then, when I’m sure Bunny’s sated, do I finally fill her with my seed.
It’s a shame she didn’t want kids. Bunny would look gorgeous pregnant.
Afterwards, I unlock the cuffs and rub a little ointment on her cut and her chafed wrists. Bunny tends to get so caught up in the moment that she forgets about things like safe words and warnings. I have to be more careful with her because sheenjoysthe pain. One time we had to have Doc stitch her up after both of us lost control. Now I make sure I’m always in my head with her, always alert for signs that I’m going too far.
It’s probably not the healthiest relationship, really. Bunny doesn’t complain, though. She just soaks it up like a hedonistic sponge.
“Thanks, Daddy,” she mutters as we wrap our arms around each other. “You always know how to treat me when I’m bad.”
Why do I feel like such an asshole when she thanks me for it?
Chapter 10
Doc
“Open wide and say ‘ah.’”
Bunny obliges, and I shine my light down her throat. After a few moments of inspection, I allow her to close her mouth. “You’re fine. He didn’t hurt you, Bun. You just screamed too much again.”
