Page 42 of Sadie's Little Christmas

She nodded, her throat so tight, she couldn’t swallow, much less speak.

He reached for her and, in one deft tug, loosened her tie from around her neck. Pulling it off, he tossed it aside, then took hold of her blouse and ripped it right down the buttoned front. She gasped, the cool air caressing her breasts as he stripped it off her in another yank.

“Knees,” he ordered.

In nothing but a skirt, bra, socks, and Mary Janes, Sadie dropped to the floor.

“Open.” He unfastened his belt, and she eagerly opened wide, her gaze locked on his fly as he unzipped, then reached in to withdraw his jutting hard cock. Daddy wasn’t a small man, not in any part of his body. She mewed, making herself a willing sheath for his lust as he seized hold of her hair and guided himself into her waiting mouth.

He had a slightly salty taste and a clean but masculine smell that was driven into her senses as he shoved himself all the way into the back of her throat.

“You don’t give me blowjobs. I fuck your throat.”

Which was exactly what he did. She wasn’t very good at this. She had only fumbled her way through the act a couple of times before, but Derek made it easy. He took command, moving her how he wanted, thrusting hard and fast, telling her when to breathe and when to relax. He battered the back of her throat until her eyes watered, and she thought for sure he was going to come. She braced herself. She’d never done this part before, butshe already knew she was going to swallow when he came. What would he taste like? She caught his hips with her hands, but just as she thought he was about to shoot his load deep in her mouth, he abruptly pulled out.

“Turn around,” he ordered tersely. The look on his face was almost angry, it was so tense. “Head on the floor. Get your ass up.”

She scrambled into the new position, gasping and jumping when the flat of his hand clapped a hard swat to her left ass cheek. She gasped even louder half a second later when he shoved his cock into her pussy, filling her so completely and unexpectedly, without a shred of gentleness to temper the suddenness with which he stretched her.

He offered no gentleness as he fucked her, taking her as if she was his property, his right, as if he didn’t even care if she got any pleasure from it. She almost came, her greedy pussy spamming harder and only growing wetter the rougher he got.

He grabbed a fistful of her hair, and it became the leash he used to yank her back onto his pounding cock.

“Fucking tease,” he accused, sending her heart racing and breathless giggles spilling out of her. “You think it’s funny. My cock’s been hard for you for hours now. For days,” he amended.

“I’m sorry, Master,” she gasped, breathless and completely without a shred of repentance. “I’m sorry.”

“You will be,” he promised, his tone so dark, she almost came. He beat her to it, pulling out so abruptly, he cut her orgasm off with painful sharpness. His own, he pumped his cock in his fist as spurt after spurt splashed across her buttocks and onto her back.

“No…” she groaned, the orgasm denied cutting through all her twitching nerves, still aching to feel him filling her up and pounding so deep.

Now it was his turn to laugh, the rolling of his deep chuckles washing over her on waves of dark promise.

“Now that my only reason to hurry has been sated, I’m going to make your torment tonight last for fucking ever.”

Her pussy spasmed, thrilling harder still when he seized her by the hair and dragged her backward off her knees to her feet. She stumbled before catching her balance, which gave him just time enough to fasten his pants. He whipped off his belt, doubling it over in his hand.

“So, Daddy has too soft of a touch, does he?” Derek said, dragging her out of the foyer by her hair. He took her into the living room, and she didn’t miss noting that he parked her under the hook screwed into the dark ceiling beam that ran the length of his house.

“Let’s play a game,” he said. “Open.”

She opened, and he put his belt into her mouth.

“Bite,” he directed, then pointed at her sternly. “No teeth marks. I like this belt. I’m serious, I will stripe you raw.”

She closed her lips to hold his belt in her mouth, careful of her teeth.

“The game is simple.” Taking her by the wrists, he put them on top of her head, holding them there long enough for her to get the point. He switched his grip, taking hold of her throat in one hand while his other shoved between her legs, bringing her vaulting up onto tiptoes as he captured her clit. “I am going to bring you right to the edge of orgasm, and you are going to stay there until I give you permission to come. It will happen. I promise I will take you to heaven, but not for a very long time and not before we explore every inch of the most exquisite hell you’ve ever been to. How does that sound?”

She mewed, her toes curling and her knees buckling slightly when he abruptly released his pinching hold on her clit, so the flat of his fingers could rub, then spank her pussy folds. Spank,ha! It was patting, and she knew it, but he was doing it right where the sensitive folds of her pussy protected her clit. As he gently increased the force with each spank, the sharpness of the impacts began that seductive dance between feeling so good and the sting of discomfort.

Her breaths turning shaky around the belt, she nodded.

“I will give you more than one chance to come,” he promised. “Consider this a crash course. If you fail to come when I say, I’ll rescind the privilege, and you can just be frustrated until I decide to give you another chance. I’ll give you a hint. Stay as close to the edge as you can, or you’ll miss your chance every time. But make a mistake and come without permission, and everything stops. You won’t be allowed another orgasm until you ask for and receive a real-life, hardcore, no-holds-barred punishment caning. Agreed?”

Her buttocks clenched, but his fingers had gone from spanking to pushing now, applying steady pressure to her clit in a way that had her thighs already trembling.

She nodded, the thought of it far from terrifying.

---