Page 75 of Daddy's Way

“That’s one. You did good, little one. Two more.”

The second swat was lower, but it covered enough of the same real estate that the burn brought tears to her eyes. Burying her face in her arms, she let out a slow, shuddering breath.

“Brave little girl.” Bryant’s murmur of approval was accompanied by his hand running over her aching bottom. “Almost done, and then we can have some fun, okay?”

Nodding, she braced herself for the final blow. This one caught her sit spots and the tops of her thighs, and she just barely stopped the scream burning in her chest. She did stomp her foot, but Daddy had never said she had to keep her feet on the floor, so she hoped he wouldn’t hold it against her.

“That’s our good girl. Come here.” James pulled her up and into his arms and she finally let out a whimper.

“Hurts, Daddy.”

“I know, little one.” Pulling away, he smiled down at her. “Are you going to be a good girl the rest of the night?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl. You can start by bending back over the bed so Bryant can plug your pretty little bottom.”

Turning away from her daddy, she saw Bryant holding up one of the larger plugs. It was on the tip of her tongue to argue, but the paddling was fresh enough in her mind to remind her to behave. So she silently returned to the bed and draped herself over the edge once more.

“Maybe you need to paddle her more often, James.” Bryant’s voice was low and husky with need and amusement. “She’s so sweet and obedient afterwards. Hold her open for me.”

Warm hands, her daddy’s hands, gripped her sore cheeks and separated them, baring her most intimate place to their view. Instinctively, she clenched, trying vainly to hide those secret parts from view.

“Relax, Livvy,” Bryant scolded gently. “You know it’s just going to hurt more if you fight us.”

“Why do you have to plug me? I don’t like it,” she whined, well aware she was lying through her teeth.

A sharp spank landed on her exposed bottom hole, making her shriek in response. “That’s the last lie I’ll allow tonight, young lady.” Bryant swatted her again and tears filled her eyes at the sharp pain. “Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir,” she whispered, turning her cheek to rest it against the cool comforter. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s all right, sweetheart. Hopefully having this plug in your sore little hole will remind you to be good the rest of the night.”

Cool liquid landed on her exposed hole and she jumped at the sensation, but quickly settled when she felt the tip of the plug pressing against her entrance. It was small enough for her to take without much preparation, which Bryant obviously knew. He pushed the plug past her initial resistance, chuckling at her whine of protest. Her bottom burned as he stretched her, but her pussy throbbed in response to the pain.

She loved her husband, and if he never let Bryant play with them again, they would continue to have a spectacular sex life. But she’d have been lying again if she said she didn’t occasionally enjoy Bryant’s harsher, stricter ways. Her entire ass was on fire, inside and out, and they’d barely gotten started with her.

By the time the plug was fully seated, she was full and aching, both in her bottom and between her thighs. A fact Bryant fully exploited by running his hand down her burning cheeks to the place where she desperately wanted them to touch her.

“Just as I thought,” he said with another low chuckle. “She’s soaking wet.”

“Of course she is.” James released his grip on her bottom, allowing her cheeks to close around the plug. “My little girl loves being punished. Don’t you, Livvy?”

“Yes, Daddy.” Moaning, she lifted her hips and opened her legs, inviting them to touch her.

She’d lost track of who was touching her where at this point. All she knew was that someone was stroking her, just light enough to drive her out of her mind with pleasure.

The bed dipped beside her head and she opened her eyes to see a very naked Bryant stretched out on her pretty duvet. “I’ve missed your mouth on my cock, sweetheart. Come here.”

It was all the invitation she needed. Hopping up onto the bed, she crawled between his splayed legs and ran her tongue over the tip of his cock.

“On your knees, little one,” James ordered from his spot beside the bed. “Daddy wants to spank you some more while you suck Bryant off.”

Shifting so her bottom was lifted high, the already burning skin stretched taut, she returned her attention to Bryant. With a low, guttural groan, he ran a hand over her hair when she took him in her mouth. “Good girl. Just like that.”

Something heavy, yet flexible, connected with her bottom and she moaned around Bryant’s cock. If she had to guess, Daddy had chosen one of the small leather paddles. Her favorites. The sting was accompanied by a deep thud she felt all the way to her core.

The hand stroking her hair pushed against the back of her head. Taking her cue, she loosened her jaw and took him in as far as she could before pulling away again. Slowly, she rode him with her mouth while her daddy kept up a steady rhythm with the paddle, spreading a lovely burn all over her bottom and the tops of her thighs.

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