Page 64 of Bound to the Daddy

I scrunch my face up into a frown. “Because you’re an Alpha and I’m an omega. It’s genetics.”

“Yes. In part. But the reason they’re so much larger than yours is so I have room to help carry your burdens. Never feel like you’re too much. Never feel like there’s a burden so great I can’t carry it. Give them to me, baby girl. Let Daddy put you at ease.”

Tears slip from my eyes as I beam up at my husband. I’ll never know what I did to ever catch the eye of a man like him, but I’m grateful I did. Even if the way he got me was unconventional, I can’t deny the result is more than I ever dreamed.

“Now then, I need to help you get ready. The operative will be here soon. Bend over the sink and stick your ass out.”

I slide down the counter and turn, heat climbing up my face. How could I forget this part of it? Burying my head in my hands, I do my best not to be mortified as Daddy Rex spreads my cheeks open and slides a finger over my asshole.

“Such a pretty little asshole. It will look so much prettier with my cock inside it.” He grins at me in the reflection, shoves his hand in his pocket, and pulls out a large butt plug.

It’s certainly larger than the last. Not quite as big as his cock, but close enough a thread of panic winds its way around my heart and makes my heart pound in my chest.

“Breathe for me, baby. I know you can take this plug up your ass. We’ve been training for this. Now be my good girl and lookat me. Any tears you shed belong to me. I want to watch them slide down your cheeks as I spread open this naughty little hole.”

Despite the anxiety clawing at my insides, I can’t deny just how fucking erotic it is when he talks dirty to me. Craning my neck around, I lock eyes with him as he drops a dollop of lube onto my asshole. Next, the cold, blunt tip of the plug presses against my opening, demanding entrance.

It’s so much bigger than the last one. Needy, pained whines claw at my throat as I continue to stare at the man tormenting me, teasing me, and owning me completely. His eyes go jet black as arousal swirls through the bond.

“That’s it, baby,” he groans, pushing it forward a bit. “Just relax for Daddy. Let me stretch out this hole and get it ready for my massive cock.”

“God, yes, Daddy,” I scream, clawing at the countertop as that small bite of pain sets my body on fire.

“You’re so tight back here, princess. You’re going to choke my cock with this tight little ring, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy!” My voice is hoarse with need as arousal pounds into my head.

But it’s not just my arousal. Through the bond, I feel Daddy Rex there, showing me just how fucking turned on he is from defiling my back hole. It makes everything so much more intense as I feel it from both sides.

“You’re doing so good for me, baby. You’ve taken about half of it. I wish you could see what I’m seeing. Your pretty little ring is stretched out so tight it’s white.”

Closing my eyes, I allow the images he sends me to wash through my body, sending a ripple down my spine. To him, I’m beautiful, perfect, a vessel created for his deviant desires. Before him, no one ever saw me like that. Not that I know of, at least.

Just feeling his love and lust course through my veins makes the arousal that much hotter. I long to touch myself, to give mybody the relief it needs. But even as I inch my hand down, I feel Daddy Rex in my brain.

“Your orgasms are mine, little girl. Or did you forget that? You will not touch yourself until I say you can. I want you squirming with need while you tell the operative how you plan to stay married to me forever. Understand?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I wail as I clench my fingers into a fist.

God, I want to come so badly it hurts. With one final shove, he puts the plug in me, allowing my tight ring to clamp around the base. But even that’s larger than the other plugs he’s used on me. A dull ache radiates from the spot and makes my brain nearly melt with need.

How am I going to get through the interview?

“Very carefully,” he growls as he reads my thoughts. “Now, it’s time for your morning spankings. Go over to the bed and take them like the good girl I know you are.”

Each stride forward is weird as the plug sits heavy in my asshole. All it does is remind me of him and his punishing hand with every step. He beats me to the bed and sits down, patting his lap.

As with every morning and every night, I drape myself over his leg and sigh as he wraps his hand around my waist. Though it doesn’t take all the anxiety away, it helps ground me and connect me back to Daddy Rex. Since we still have a full day before us, he doesn’t waste any time before bringing his hand down on my ass.

With the plug still deep inside, I feel a wash of arousal with every clench. Normally, these times together are a massive turn on, but today, I’m nearly feral with need. He goes through all ten swats with punishing efficiency, leaving me a discombobulated mess as I get dressed.

“You’ve got ten minutes, sweetheart. Throw something on and get downstairs as soon as possible. Don’t keep Daddy waiting.”

“Yes, Daddy. I’ll be quick.”

Once he leaves the room, I fly into action. Bra, underwear, socks, shirt, and pants all abrade my skin as I jerk them on. By the time I’m heading down the stairs, I’m a completely frazzled mess. Luckily, we don’t have to wait too long for the operative. They’re punctual, if nothing else.

The meeting certainly isn’t as involved as I was expecting. Just a series of questions about our union and our happiness together. Though, I certainly can’t help myself from having a bit of fun. When she asked me if I was happy in the marriage, I take my time to answer, acting if I am really thinking it over.

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