Page 23 of Papa's Desires
Chapter 10
Awave of submissiveness washed through Cynny as she placed herself over Papa’s lap. Her pulse skittered and her breath came in short, shallow puffs. A spanking! Papa was actually going to spank her! Shame heated her face, but at least she could hide herself in the bedcovers. She couldn’t believe she’d stomped her foot—what had come over her?—and she was thankful he had given her another chance to cooperate. She wasn’t normally so insolent, but she’d never been spanked by him before and she couldn’t help the burgeoning nerves in hertummy.
Then there was the matter of her achingkitty.
If he lifted her nightdress to spank her on the bare, he might glimpse the wetness between her thighs. What would he think of her then? Humiliation coursed through her at the prospect, but she supposed there was nothing she could do in this moment, except pray he spanked her over her nightdress. As he guided her into a position of his liking, with her bottom lifted high over one knee, while he draped his other leg overtop hers, she felt the moisture rubbing together on her inner thighs. Oh dear. What was happening toher?
He patted her bottom. “Good girl. Papa likes it when youlisten.”
His praise warmed her, and she loved him for speaking in a kind but firm tone. There was both steel and affection in his voice, and somehow this caused the pulsating sensations in her privates to grow stronger and stronger. She swallowed hard and braced herself when he lifted the skirt of her nightdress up, revealing her bare bottom. When he caressed her cheeks, she couldn’t help but lift her hips as she sought out his touch. He gave her behind a lighttap.
“This cute little bottom belongs to your papa now, Cynny. Do youunderstand?”
“Y-yes,Papa.”
To her shock, his hand then delved between her thighs and he rubbed her kitty. She gasped and writhed on his lap, only to notice an increasing hardness beneath her. Her heart skidded faster. Papa’s cock. It was growing bigagain.
Blasts of pleasure assailed her, and some greater unknown ecstasy teased at the edges of her awareness. She undulated against his touch, only for him to smack her bottom with his freehand.
“Young lady, there will be none of that right now. You are about to be punished. I just want to see how wet you are. I can see the moisture glimmering on the folds of your little quim. Hold still while Papa inspectsyou.”
Remaining still while he parted her folds and swept his fingers through her wetness wasn’t easy. Tears sprang to her eyes as she clutched the bedcovers and held herbreath.
“Now,” he said, pushing a finger, or perhaps two, deeper into her privates. “Do well-behaved little ladies go around eavesdropping and spying on grown-upconversations?”
“No, Papa. I’m so sorry.” She gasped when his finger plunged deeper. Waves of heat threatened to take her under, and she struggled not tomove.
“I’m going to give you ten quick smacks, Cynny, just enough to make your bottom sting. But, rest assured that the next time you’re naughty, Papa’s going to spank you longer and harder, until your bottom is very red andsore.”
“I understand,Papa.”
He withdrew his probing hand from her kitty and then cupped her behind again. Then he lifted it and brought it down on her left cheek, giving her a light smack that set her body aflame. Her ninnies felt tight and everything below her waist throbbed as it never had before. The second spank landed on her right cheek, and he continued on in this fashion, until he reached number ten. He immediately commenced rubbing the slight sting out of her cheeks, and she sighed withpleasure.
“Spread your legs wider, little girl. Papa wants a better look at yourquim.”
Cynny complied, parting her thighs and allowing him better access to her private parts. She was glad Cammie’s letter had at least included the proper grown-up names for her kitty, or she would have been a tad confused when Papa called it her quim. She beamed with pride, for knowing this one littlething.
“You’re very, very wet, Cynny. Have you been entertaining naughtythoughts?”
She peered over her shoulder at him. “I’m sorry, Papa, but I don’t quite understand. I can’t help that I get so achy and wet. It’s been happening more and more since I met you in the gardens, whenever I think of you my whole body tingles and I find myself growing breathless and excited, as if I wish to be touched on my privates, just like you’re doing right now. It feels so good, Papa. Please keep touching mykitty.”
His nostrils flared. “I can smell your arousal, little girl. I want you to lie back on the bed. Papa wants to tasteyou.”
Though she despaired to have his hand leave her center, she crawled off his lap and turned over, lying on her back. He shoved her nightdress up again, past her hips, and forced her legs wide apart. Still wearing his burgundy dressing gown, he positioned himself beneath her, with his face a breath away from her kitty. He met her eyes and she lurched her hips forward, desperate for him to taste her. If his fingers felt good, she imagined her papa’s tongue would feel even better on her privates. Mayhap likemagic.
“I want you to close your eyes and relax, Cynny. Papa’s going to tend to your clitty now. Whatever you do, don’t hold back. When it feels like you’re about to take flight, let go and soar for me, little girl. Be a good girl and come forPapa.”
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Grayson dartedhis tongue against Cynny’s swollen nubbin at the same moment he thrust two digits into her tightness. She cried out and lurched against him, running her fingers through his hair as he pushed deeper and began to swirl his tongue over her clit in slow, precisecircles.
Needy moans escaped her, and he continued on, revelling in the sweet but pungent taste of her femininity as he sought to make her see stars. If he gave her a release and adequately prepared her for the entrance of his cock, he hoped it would lessen any pain she might feel otherwise. He’d never had a virgin before, and he had no wish to harm or frighten her, this sweet little creature who was now hisbride.
“Mm. Oh, Papa,” shemoaned.
He pressed his tongue harder on her nubbin and swirled even faster, all the while creating a shallow thrusting in the tight channel of her quim, though he was careful not to push past the wall of her virginal resistance. Not yet. When he finally crawled atop her and positioned his cock between her thighs, then he would fully claim her innocence in one hard but hopefully mercifuldrive.
She kept moaning and whimpering as he tasted her, and her responsiveness drove him wild. Hunger flared in his loins, his need for her growing stronger by the moment. What bliss it would be to sink his cock into her sweetness, to drive in and out of her until he pumped his seed deep in herdepths.
