Page 46 of Dirty Dean

There’s no hesitation anymore when he demands something of me. If I ask questions, I get in trouble. He called it learning to trust him and I’m doing that. I trust him explicitly to take care of me. To be everything I need. So, I get on my knees and wait for his next command.

“Put the food on the floor in front of you and bend over it. Once you do, put your hands behind your back.”

Bending down, at a ninety-degree angle, I close my eyes as the smell of the chicken and broccoli hit my nose. Trembling, I put my hands behind my back and wait to see what his next command will be.

“Very good, buttercup.” He walks over to me, and his leg slides across my side as he moves to stand behind me.

He gets on his knees behind me and runs the silk tie along my butt. “You look fantastic in heels, little one. I’m going to want you to wear them more often.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.”

Every time he says it, a chill runs up my spine. I thrive on and live to be his good girl. He enjoys saying it too because it usually earns me his cock. The silk is slid around my wrists and I tremble.

“I want you to take a broccoli floret and eat it.” He says as he ties my wrists together.

Moving my mouth closer to the food, I do as he says, and he slaps my right butt cheek. His hand moves along my flushed skin, rubbing the sting out of his smack. “Keep eating.”

My heart rate is skipping a beat every two beats as I hear his zipper coming down. Wetness pools inside of me. As Daddy rubs his cock along my wet folds, I can’t wait to feel him fill me.

“Such a good little buttercup. Don’t stop eating.”

If he wants me to eat, I’m going to eat. All the broccoli on the plate is my target. He didn’t say eat the chicken yet. I’m so distracted by completing my task, Daddy pushes himself inside of my ass.

Gasping as he pushes all nine inches inside, I’m frozen right above the last floret. “Continue eating, Jasmine.”

His voice is a guttural growl as he sits deep inside of me. We haven’t done anal yet and I am not sure I’m prepared for it. It stings badly, but Daddy isn’t moving or trying to fuck me yet. No, he’s giving me time to adjust and I’m thankful for it.

“You are doing so well, little one. Keep relaxing and let me in, buttercup.” He grabs a hold of my wrists and yanks me backward. I whimper as this seems to push him deeper inside of me.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You, Daddy. I belong to you.” I cry out as he pulls back and thrusts forward.

His hand moves from my wrists to my neck, and he brings me flush against him. “Your Daddy’s little slut, aren’t you?”

“Yes!” I moan out as the stinging turns into pleasure. His chuckle vibrates through me and my clit throbs, needing attention.

“That’s what I thought.” He bites my earlobe and suckles it into his mouth. I want him so much, I don’t even care if he's in my ass. It’s just another way to seal us together. To solidify our bond.

“Daddy.” I cry out his name as pounds into me, owning my body. He owns so much more than that. He owns everything.

“Goddamn, little one. Your ass is so fucking tight and greedy for my cock. I feel you clenching around me, wanting my seed.”

His dirty talk turns me on even more. “I…” The biggest orgasm takes my words away as I sob out, unable to get a coherent word out.

Daddy bends us over and slides the plate of food out of the way so my face doesn’t end up in it as he pushes me to the ground. His hands are on my shoulders as he fucks me so hard, I can hear the slapping of our bodies.

I’m lost in the pleasure of the way he feels inside of me as my body undulates around him. There’s still a deep ache inside of me, but Daddy knows it because he moves one of his hands down to my clit and rubs it.

“You are going to come again for me, little one. I know you have another one in you.”

Chapter Twenty-Five

ThatsecondorgasmmakesJasmine faint on me. I smile to myself as I lay her flat on the floor, untie her wrists and then fuck her until I get ready to cum. Pulling out of her, I spray her with my seed and watch it dry as I take the food and finish eating it. It would be horrible to let it go to waste.

Once I’ve cleaned up the kitchen, I take a quick shower before I take my little one to the bedroom. I’ve let her fill the cage with pillows and blankets. She got so happy when she was able to put a night light in there with her. My sweet one is truly a little girl when it comes to her cage. I didn’t think she would ever come to terms with being in there, but now she likes to study inside of it.

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