Page 30 of Trained By Her Daddy

Chapter 10

Through the open door of John’s bedroom, I could feel him stare as my nimble fingers reached underneath the short white fabric to pull down my panties. The nightshirt I was wearing barely fell below my buttocks, and I seized the moment by bending over slightly to wave my bare cheeks in his direction.

“You’re such a tease, Lori.” In a matter of seconds, I was lifted onto the bed, my knees were bent, and a swift and deliberate smack was delivered to my trembling bare ass.

“Aghh! What was that for?”

But rather than answer my question immediately, John’s stiff palm began falling onto my lower cheeks in quick but well-placed swats. “I want to fuck your tender cunny,” he finally grated out through a one-sided grin. “But first, I want this adorable round bottom to be bright red.”

I groaned as he squeezed my hot globes and hoped he couldn’t see how wet my pussy was from the spanking. God, how is it possible to be turned on and embarrassed at the same time?

“So, should I teach my naughty girl a lesson tonight? Because that’s what she deserves for blatantly waving this sexy ass at me every time she has the chance.”

My breathing became heavy and labored in between yelps as he continued to administer a sound spanking to my bare bottom. I knew he wanted an answer, but the words weren’t coming out.

“I want to hear you say it,” he rasped. “I want to hear that my discipline turns you on. I need to hear this is the lifestyle you’ve always wanted.”

Breathlessly, I moaned as he cupped my tingling flesh with both of his hands. “Yes. I want this… I want you!” My voice was barely heard as he lowered his lips onto mine, invading my eager mouth with his soft tongue.

Christ, this man could kiss.

His kiss was intense, almost punitive, and our tongues twisted together furiously as we silently assured each other this was what we both wanted.

What we both needed.

Moving quickly, he took hold of my wrists and pulled my arms straight up in the air. John’s feral darkened eyes locked onto mine as he yanked my nightshirt upward and with an unwavering obedience, my hands remained in the air, so he could raise the cotton fabric easily over my head. Wantonly, his eyes raked up and down my naked quivering body, and a rush of air emerged from my throat when he captured my breast in his hot mouth. Dear God, my core constricted with an almost painful pleasure as he proceeded to suck relentlessly on my supple nipple until it was transformed into a hard pebble. And before I knew it, his soft lips were kissing a short path to my delicate cunny, which was trembling with an urgent desire to be fucked.

But he didn’t seem to be in a hurry. At all.

One side of John’s mouth curled into a crooked smile as he lovingly stroked and caressed my bare pussy with his fingertips, clearly knowing how difficult it was for me to be patient. Then he slowly drew my thighs apart and lowered his face close to my needy vibrating sex. As I felt his warm breath on the slit of my sensitive skin, my knees instantly closed together. There was no way I’d be able to wait for his permission.

Permission to come.

He raised his head and spoke in a low, gravely tone. “If you don’t settle down, young lady, I will take you across my lap, give your bottom a good hard spankin’, and you’ll go straight to bed with a reddened behind. Is that what you want?”

“No,” I whispered, and shook my head.

“Then you will spread those knees open and behave yourself.”

Knowing it was in my best interest to obey his orders, I obediently moved my legs into position and he immediately traced the seam of my soaked cunny with the tip of his tongue. My back inadvertently arched, and I jutted my hips in the air, wanting more. It was obvious by his expression that he knew I was on the verge of an orgasm, and it was about to happen.

With or without his permission.

“You need to remember who’s in charge here,” he scolded, lifting my ass to administer a sharp swat to it. “Maybe I should bend you over the side of the bed and tan your naughty behind with the slipper paddle?”

“Aghh! No! Wait! Yes, I remember! I’ll behave!”

“You’re wearing my patience paper thin,” he warned with an undertone, returning his attention to my hardened clit with his skillful tongue. A soft cry escaped from my throat as he relentlessly nibbled my slick sweet spot with his agile lips, and my body vibrated with a fevered desire to ride my fast-approaching orgasmic wave. Changing the pace, he slowly laved his flattened tongue over my wet folds, and I started to groan, moving my hips to the rhythm of his steady but hearty licks.

He stopped, pulled back and stared me in the eye.

“Do you want me inside you right now?” he growled, jerking his pants down, his hardened shaft jutting upward to sway in the air. “Do you want my cock throbbing deep inside your greedy cunny?”

Watching my eyes grow wide, he positioned the head of his hard shaft at the opening of my narrow sheath. “Words please.”

“Yes, sir.” My breathless response was quick, and I hoped there wouldn’t be a need for more conversation. But of course, my Daddy did love to drive his point home.

“You will not come until I give you permission. Understand?”

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