Page 38 of Trained By Her Daddy

Chapter 13

“Well, well, well, look who’s finally up.” He spoke in a stern staccato tone, but his eyes sparkled as he leaned against the frame of the open door.

After twisting my neck to face him, I attempted to roll onto my back. “I’m really tired, John. Can’t I sleep in just a bit more?”

But his gravelly voice immediately stopped me from moving another inch as he walked toward the bed. “Stay on your tummy. I want to examine your bottom and make sure you weren’t bruised from the brush.”

“Really, it’s not necessary.”

His warm hand rested on the base of my spine as his countenance radiated authority. “Be still, young lady. Not another word. You will lie quietly until I say you can move. Understood?”

Tracing the outline of my sensitive globes, John trailed down the seam of my round quivering peach. “I’m happy to report that your bottom is still a vibrant shade of pink, but there aren’t any bruises,” he said, tapping each cheek.

Considering the condition of my bare ass, you’d think my big mouth would’ve remained closed. But true to form, it opened. “I’ll alert the media.”

Thinking the inspection of my backside was complete, I dropped my heated face into the pillow. But then out of the corner of my eye, I spied him open the end table drawer and heard something snap. Of course, I’d lived in his house long enough to know what paraphernalia was stored in that drawer, and the sound of snapping plastic was not a good sign. At all.

“Up on your knees, Lori Hope. I believe my little one needs an attitude adjustment before we meet with Officer Green. Now be a good girl and push those bottom cheeks in the air quickly—because our appointment downtown is in an hour.”

Without another word, I obediently scrambled into position and waited for him to stand behind me.

Gripping my rounded flesh in one palm, he pulled one cheek to the side and tapped a wet fingertip onto my shivering rosette. “I only intended to inspect the outside of your disrespectful bottom this morning. But because of your sarcasm, I think you need a bit more of my attention.”

“W-What are you going to do, Daddy?” I asked, not really wanting to know.

He slapped my rear end before sliding his thick lubricated finger into my tight rosette. “I’m going to put something larger than my finger in between your cheeks this morning, missy. That way, you’ll be sore inside and out while you talk with Officer Green. I want you to feel my chastisement when you tell him the truth.”

It probably wasn’t a good idea to turn and face him. His deep Southern drawl coupled with his hooded eyelids usually caused the hair on my arm to stand straight up. And this time wouldn’t be any different.

“Present this gorgeous bottom. Raise it up and ask me to fuck it. Ask me to fuck my naughty girl in the ass.”

Raising my hips farther up in the air, I planted my hands firmly beside me. “Fuck me, Daddy,” I whimpered.

He slapped my backside. “That’s not going to do it for me, princess. Where should I fuck you?”

I twisted my neck so he could see my face flame with humiliation as I tried to force the words from my mouth he wanted to hear. “In my naughty ass.”

His hand landed on my tender cheeks several times before he palmed and lubricated his ample cock. “You know this will hurt at first, but then you’ll stretch enough for me to fit inside,” he warned, pressing the broad tip of his shaft against my trembling rosette. “Unfortunately, bad girls who have sassy mouths need to learn lessons, so they’ll behave.”

Squirming, I clenched my fists as he slowly inched his wide girth inside my narrow entrance. The size of his hard cock stretched and burned my sensitive skin, and I started to groan. “It hurts too much.”

But instead of retreating, he landed a slap across my rear end. “Bear down and relax your snug little bottom, so I can push all the way in and properly discipline your naughty behind. Now, do as I say, or I’ll stop long enough to give you a solid spankin’!”

Dear God, what was wrong with me? John’s commanding voice made my pussy wet with a raging desire, but it wasn’t enough to relax my tight anal muscles, and we both knew he wasn’t kidding. The man didn’t joke about anything and God did he love to administer a spanking. Was it an odd time to remember that I’d been hoping for someone like him all my life?

“Do you think I’m joking?” His breath was warm as he drawled into my ear. “Because this bottom could be much redder, and I can fuck and spank at the same time.”

Since I’d met John, it had become obvious he had many twisted talents, but it didn’t seem like a good time for a chipper repartee with him. Between his cock nestled halfway inside my backside and his hand spanking my ass, it occurred to me I could have one hell of an orgasm and it would be just enough to take my mind off the pain that his stiff shaft repeatedly driving into my dark canal was causing. Like magic I relaxed, and my muscles involuntarily twitched around his heavy cock.

We’d only known each other for a week, but he knew me better than anyone. He knew everything about anal sex turned me on.

“That’s my bad girl. Take Daddy’s cock in all the way.” His demand was low and breathless as he pushed past my tight ring of muscle and seated himself deep inside my ass. “Beg me, bad girl. Beg me to fuck you in your bottom. My little lady needs to tell me who’s the head of this house.”

I separated my lips to speak, but when he pulled his cock all the way out of my crimped hole and drove it back in, I just couldn’t spit out the words.

“Say it. Say you know who the head of this house is. Tell me you know who’s in charge.”

My voice was raspy, but I managed to force out the words as I lowered my hips to the bed. “You are. You’re in charge.”

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