Page 50 of Bound to the Daddy

“Well, that ends today. Where did you even get these? I know the panties I bought for you were a bit more scandalous.”

Stephanie pushes the poofy skirts down and glares at me. “You said to grab what was most important. My panties - my underwear - happen to be very important.”

“You do realize I’m going to get rid of all of these, don’t you?”

Her soft sigh barely reaches my ears. “Yes. I know.”

“Good girl. As long as we’re on the same page.” I don’t even give her another chance to second-guess anything. With a hard yank, I tug the ugly panties down, revealing her backside. “Spread your legs. I want to see my pussy.”

As I try to wrench her legs open, she gives a squeal of indignation. “It’smypussy!” she cries out. “Not yours.”

“Oh no, my sweet little baby girl. From the moment I sealed our wedding with a kiss, every inch of you belonged to me.” I shove my fingers in between her thighs to cup her pussy as best as I can with her fighting me. “This is mine. Mine to tease, mine to torment, and mine to fuck whenever I feel like it.”

At my filthy words, more arousal drips from her body onto my fingers. “God, Steph, you’re so fucking wet for me.” I slip a finger into her tight pussy, groaning as she flutters around my thick digit. “I’m going to fuck you so good tonight, princess. Mark my words.”

Pulling out, I drag her slick up her ass crack and circle her back entrance. “You can’t do that!” she screeches, pulling forward until she almost lands headfirst on the floorboard.

“Oh?” I tease, easing just the tip in and out. “What part of I own every inch of you did you not understand? If I want to play with this naughty little asshole, I will. But please. Fight me. The more you fight, the harder I get. Don’t you feel my cock underneath you? You feel how hard I am. God, princess, what you do to me. You drive me nearly feral.”

“I can’t- You can’t- Please. I- I-”

“You will take what I give you, sweet girl. Just like the spankings. You will thank me for the pleasure I bestow upon you.”

“Please, not there!”

A heavy sigh flits through my lips as I pull away. “For now, I’ll abstain. But I will have this tight hole, Stephanie. Mark my words. Every inch of you will be defiled by my cum.”

She shudders underneath my hand, her arousal belying the words flying from her lips. My baby girl will be an anal slut yet. I’ll make sure of it.

“Tell me why I’m spanking you.”

She looks up at me, her face an amusing mix of arousal, irritation, and confusion. “Can’t you just spank me? Do we have to have a conversation first?”

“Ahhh. I want to make sure you know exactly why I’m displeased with you. Why, Stephanie.”

“Because I didn’t wear the thong you ordered me to wear.”

“That’s my good girl. Do try to brace yourself. These are going to hurt.”

Smack.

Before she can even process my words, I crash my hand against her upturned backside. It glows a cozy red for a moment before going back to her normal pale color.

“One. Thank you, Daddy,” she cries out without any prompting.

Such a good fucking baby girl for her daddy.

Smack.

Her whimpers turn into fevered moans as I spank the other cheek. Slick nearly pours from her pussy as I discipline her, whacking each ass cheek as hard as I think she can handle. Moans punctuate the air with each smack. She doesn’t even count anymore, but that’s fine with me.

Seeing her writhe on top of my lap as I paint her ass with my discipline turns me on so fucking much. My cock pulses as precum pumps out from my tip and smears across my abdomen. Groaning, I slide my fingers across her backside, reveling in the heat coming off her skin.

I tip her over and lay her down on the seat. The need to taste her overrides nearly all other irrational thoughts. My mouth waters as I drink in her heady scent, filling me with an insatiable hunger. Her eyes are dark, nearly completely black as I stare down at her.

“Ready for Daddy to make you feel good, baby?”

CHAPTER 17

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