Page 28 of Sadie's Little Christmas

Naughty girls weren’t supposed to enjoythis.

His belt smacked her bottom again.

“How many spanks do you think girls who tease their Daddies ought to get?”

Moaning, she shook her head, burying her face in the mattress, mortified he would make her choose.

“How many, young lady?”

“Two?” She countered, wishing she were brave enough to give him a much higher count. Something guaranteed to leave her bottom welted and her soul soothed for days to come.

“How about I give you twenty for that inappropriate answer alone?” His belt smacked her bottom again, this time packing a little more sting. It was still pleasant, though. She squirmed and sighed, curling her toes and kicking up her feet as her hips arched back, offering up her bottom for more.

“What did Daddy say no to?”

“No, I can’t come.” She pushed her bottom up higher and wished she were brave enough to put a hand down between her legs. She wouldn’t rub. She’d just hold, letting the press of her fingers push in all that delicious pulsating heat driving her crazy down there.

“Why did Daddy say that?”

A stingingthwhap!of his belt caught her low across her buttocks, hugging the curves with its next leathery kiss and biting just a bit into the tops of her thighs. This time, it was sharp enough to make her catch her breath.

“Because he’s mean!” she gasped, trying hard not to hump the mattress as she wriggled. The hurt dissipated after only a few seconds, melting back into that nice warmth, but her hips had a life of their own. She couldn’t hold still, couldn’t stop grinding against the edge of the bed, but there was nothing for her to grind against. Her pussy remained empty and unfilled, and her clit ached from his lack of attention.

Derek laughed. “Oh God, honey,” he said, then he struck again, his belt lashing hard enough now to shatter her pleasure, leaving a swath of fiery pain chewing into the full flesh of her buttocks.

Sadie yelped, sucking air. Her whole body stiffened, her bottom tucking up tight against the mattress as the smarting pain settled in and made itself at home.

“You want to try that again?” he asked, amused. “Why did Daddy tell you no?”

Leather lashed her with another angry kiss, and this time, Sadie’s feet kicked up for real, trying to cover her bottom. Her hands snapped back, palms up and fingers splayed, shielding as much of her ass as she could reach.

“Feet down and move your hands,” Daddy ordered. “Do it now, or I’m going to strap your thighs.”

Pulsing heat flooded through the hurt. Her bottom was welted, it had to be. She could practically feel the tender flesh swelling beneath her desperate fingers where the edge of his belt had caught her, yet her pussy was pulsing harder and hotter. Trickles of wetness were spilling through her folds like tears.

“Please, Daddy!” she begged, but even as she said it, she didn’t for the life of her know what she was begging for. For him to stop would have been the intelligent thing to want. However, the chance he might keep going was what made her hips grind and her clit swell, developing once more that hungry life all its own as it ground in lewd movements against the edge of the mattress.

“Do you need me to hold your hands and help you take your spanking like a good girl?” he asked implacably.

A shivery spasm fluttered through her sex, rippling through her core and so perilously close to an orgasm, she couldn’t even speak. She nodded, and the next she knew, he had her wrists pinned together in the steely grip of his hand at the small of her back.

“I’m waiting for my answer. I’ll let you in on a secret, babygirl. When Daddy has to strap your naughty bottom, he doesn’t like being made to wait.”

Her pussy flooded hot all over again, even as her tummy tightened and tingled with dread.

“I-I can’t remember the question.”

This blessed throbbing was all she knew. The ache in her bottom consumed her, growing in tandem with the one burningin her pussy. She was trying so hard to hold still, but she couldn’t. Her body writhed beneath his pinning hand, wanting more and more and more. Wanting to fly even as she feared what would happen if she let herself get lost in it.

“Why did Daddy say no?” he repeated, patience personified, the looped business end of his belt coming to rest in warning across the center of her bottom.

No more, her bottom cringed.All themore,her greedy sex cried. It was so hard to think past the cacophony of her own warring desires.

“Because you don’t want me right now.”

His grip on her wrists tightened. After a moment, he said, “I don’t think you’re deliberately trying to test me. That’s the only reason I’m not right now whipping your bottom raw, but don’t ever say that to me again, Sadie. Daddies always want their little girls. I guarantee for me, want isnotthe issue.”

She whined, her frustration growing in time with her need. It was so hard to think.

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