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“No, no,” he said. “Let’s get that cute dress off you first.”
Despite her eagerness, a blush stained her cheeks. He knew from prior experience with Hanna that it shamed her more to be unclothed while he was fully dressed. Yes, he was a bastard for enjoying her embarrassment, but he also wanted to keep the proper balance of power. In this relationship, he made the rules with her best interests at heart, and she followed them because he’d earned her trust. He was the daddy and she was the sweet, sometimes naughty, baby girl. And when she was naughty, he was more than happy and willing to put her in her place.
He instructed her to stand and lift her arms up, and her face reddened more once he’d pulled her dress over her head.
“Hands at your side now,” he said sternly.
She complied, remaining in place with her head bowed, wearing nothing but a pair of white panties. Ben circled her a few times, touching and exploring her body as he went. He pinched a nipple, brushed her hair over her shoulder, stroked her ass, and watched with dark amusement as goosebumps covered her arms. He stopped behind her and yanked her hair back, just hard enough to make her gasp and whimper. His lips brushed her ear.
“You’re going to take those panties off and get down on your hands and knees on the floor. Then you’re going to arch your bottom up and take my cock from behind like a naughty little girl.”
Her breathless reply sounded like, “Yes, Daddy,” but she spoke so fast he couldn’t be sure. He released her hair, and she slipped her panties off and hit the floor, arranging herself on her hands and knees. The arching her bottom part gave her pause, and she took a few deep breaths before pressing her head to the carpet and lifting her ass high, presenting it to him like a good girl. The sight of her enticing sweetness, so moist and pink, and her bottom which still bore redness from her recent spankings, ignited his libido full force. He stripped his clothing off and knelt behind her on the floor with his cock in hand.
“I’m going to take you long and hard, Hanna, and you’re going to take every thrust I give you like a good girl.”
*
Daddy’s lewd words never ceased to thrill Hanna. Moisture dripped from her core to the inside of her thighs, evidence of her need to be taken just as he’d described. She heard the tear of paper. A condom. He’d explained to her what the square packets were for, and a few times she’d assisted in covering his massive length with the thin, clear safeguard. Her pussy convulsed when he placed the tip of his sheathed cock at her entrance, pulsing in anticipation of his thickness ramming into her. She whimpered as he traced his length around her slick folds, tormenting her throbbing parts as she tried her best to force his touch to her hardened nub. Of course he came close, but seemed to purposefully avoid it, so she balanced on one hand and reached underneath her stomach to stroke it herself.
Thwack! No sooner had she reached her destination than he’d slapped her bottom. The sting amplified the achiness between her thighs, but she placed her hand back on the floor, hoping Daddy would enter her soon. She felt ready to burn up, and perspiration trickled down her temple.
“Sorry, Daddy,” she said.
“That better not happen again. I’ll decide when and if you come tonight, Hanna. Touch yourself again and I’ll spread your thighs wide and spank your pussy lips.”
Disbelief jolted through her, and she wondered if he meant it. She decided not to test him and kept her hands flat on the floor, her hips raised with her pussy on display for his taking. If only he’d take it. The yearning to be filled had her heart pounding harder by the second. Her breasts hung heavily beneath her, and her nipples were so hard and tingly it felt as if they’d ignited.
The waiting was agony.
“Please, Daddy,” she begged. “Please please please.”
Again, he traced her folds with his cock, spreading her wetness all around, everywhere but her bereft clit. “I like it when you beg,” he said. “Beg some more. I want to hear you say the naughty things you’d like Daddy to do to you.”
She hesitated. He’d often instructed her to repeat naughty phrases after him, word for word. But to come up with them on her own? To honestly speak her desires aloud? Her face heated, and more perspiration rolled down her cheeks. She’d die if he didn’t take her now. She closed her eyes, feeling her shame soar higher with her imminent confession.
“Please, Daddy,” she said. “I want you to fuck my pussy hard. And touch my clit so I can… so I can come. I can’t bear to be here on the floor for one more moment without you inside me.”
He surged forward, filling her up completely with one hard thrust. The air left her and the room spun, but she managed to hold position on her hands and knees as he withdrew only to shove back inside her swollen tightness. Again and again. He clasped her hips and set a brutal, possessive pace, making her feel like she belonged to him in every possible way. Her mind. Her body. Her heart. Her soul. All of it, his for the taking.
Her thoughts whirled with the ecstasy that consumed her, and she arched her center higher to meet his harsh movements as desire coiled in her lower stomach. Daddy pressing his finger to her clit was all it took to send her flying into oblivion. Her release cascaded outwards from her center, pulsing and rushing through her with a fury that had her panting and clawing at the carpet. Her heart pounded in her ears, and she cried out as Daddy’s cock jerked within her depths and he joined in her release.
The heat from his chest radiated on her back. He was hovering over her, trying to catch his breath as she tried to catch hers. He recovered before she did, and scooped her up in his arms and carried her to his bedroom.
The storm raged outside, lightning flashing through the curtains, but her fear didn’t resurface. She felt safe with Daddy. He flicked on a lamp and disappeared into the bathroom briefly. When he returned, he spooned her on the bed as they watched the storm together. Eventually, it died down and the flashes ceased as the thunder dulled. Even the rain stopped drumming on the roof.
Daddy broke the silence.
“Are you nervous?” he asked.
“About what?”
“The birthday spanking you have coming tomorrow.”
She giggled. “Oh, that. Actually, I’m a little… um… excited about it. Is that strange?”
His warm hand cupped her bottom, squeezing as he kissed the back of her neck. “It’s not strange. It’s naughty. So very very naughty, young lady. I should take you over my knee right now, baby girl.”
Desire stirred in her inner core, and she wiggled her bottom against his hand. “I can’t help it, Daddy. I like being naughty for you.” She turned over in time to catch his unguarded response and laughed at the shock on his face. Her heart swam with joy as she leaned in to kiss the man who’d taught her all about love.
The End
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