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Chapter 7
So far, his experience with a sub of his own was slower and more excruciating than he had anticipated. More real. Nothing like the fantasies he had or the books he wrote. Awkward. Painstaking. Hot as hell.
And when she called him Daddy in that raw, trembling, needy voice of hers, well that was all it took for him to be hard as a rock.
Taking action, he grabbed her shoulders and spun her around, pushing her down against the bed, positioning her exactly how he wanted her. Top half on the bed, ass at the edge, pushed out and ready. He made sure her feet were on the floor and shoved them apart, spreading them until he had a nice view of her glistening pussy.
"Naughty little pet," he scolded from behind her. "You need to be taught a lesson, don't you?"
Before she could answer, he let the leather fly against her ass with a forceful flick of his wrist. He admired the way it covered her from cheek to cheek, just barely curling around the flesh of her hip before it fell. The welt rose up on milky white skin and it tickled his pride as he stared at the mark that he had left. By the end of the weekend, her entire body would bear marks from him and she would not be able to move without remembering their time together.
"Yes, Daddy!" When her cry split through the air, he had almost forgotten that he had asked her a question. The title and her scream bolstered his confidence.
He brought the belt down again, with the same strength as before, and then quickly twice more. "That's right. You were naughty and Daddy has to teach you a lesson. Naughty girl, testing Daddy and not obeying expectations. I'm going to repeat them for you now, and I'm going to let this belt drive home the lesson. Next time you forget, you will be punished in whatever way I choose, immediately and without warning."
"Yes, Daddy." She raised up on her tippy toes as the belt struck again. He leaned forward, put a hand on her back and forced her down until her feet were touching the floor.
"Stay in position," he scolded. "Now, and every time I punish you in any way, you will cooperate and do exactly what is expected of you. You will not speak unless spoken to, and you will not look directly at me unless I tell you to."
He lashed her sit spots, marveling at the beautiful welt that appeared. With every new mark he gave her, he felt an urgency of possessiveness. He wanted to mark her, own her, Master her. He wanted to be her Daddy, at least for the weekend.
Out of edicts and overwhelmed with need, he let the belt do his talking as he laid it across her ass in fiery strokes. He striped her from the top of the fleshiest parts of her cheeks to the middle of her thighs, until she was covered in thin red welts and the back of her neck shone with sweat. Occasionally, she cried out in pain, but she never broke position. He whipped her until she fell limp across the bed, mewling with soft cries, until he knew she was broken and that she was his. He had claimed her. He had mastered her. He had shown her who was in charge.
Now, he would Daddy her. But not in the sweet, loving, nurturing way. He was going to take her and claim her so completely, there would always be a part of her that knew she was his.
Dropping the belt, he ripped off his shirt and vest, and then his pants, before reaching for the bottle of lube. Applying it generously to his cock and massaging a dime-sized squirt into her tight bottom hole, he gripped her hips and pulled her against him.
"Daddy can’t wait to fuck your naughty little bottom hole," he growled in her ear. "I'm going to take you like the naughty little slut you are."
He teased her with the tip of his cock, pressing in against the pink puckered hole, and loving the growing pitch of each mewl that escaped her.
"Yes, Daddy," she cried breathlessly.
He didn't wait for further consent. He plunged into her, slow at first, and then once the tip was in, entering her with one strong thrust.
She was tight and warm, and his cock expanded inside her, filling her. With a moan, he grabbed her ponytail and jerked her neck back, so that he could whisper in her ear as he leaned over her.
"This is what Daddy’s naughty pet gets. Daddy’s belt and Daddy’s cock in her ass. Maybe this will help you remember to be a good little pet from now on."
He punished her with every thrust, pulling out only to ram back in again. She squealed, pushing out her ass to meet his rough movements, begging for his cock.
Good.
"Oh, you like Daddy's punishment, don't you? Wanton little thing, you’re desperate for it. Each time I pull out, your shoulders tense and your hips rear back, searching for me."
He smacked her ass where the redness was the darkest, and a knot was rising beneath the skin.
"Pleasure, just like punishment, is not yours to seek out. Daddy is in charge, pet, and you'll do best to remember that."
He thrust into her one last time, then began fucking her ass with unrelenting speed, giving her no time to want or react. The pleasure was only his as he delighted in fucking her tight hole, clutching her ponytail with one hand, and her hip with the other, holding her tightly as he rode her.
He came inside of her, moaning gutturally as he released his load. Her back and shoulders were tense when he stopped, then relaxed, spent and still inside her.
She whimpered, and he grinned, smacking her ass. "Naughty pets get Daddy’s cum in their bottom. Were you hoping to orgasm as well?" He clicked his tongue and shook his head. "Not this time, my pet. You weren’t well-behaved."
"Yes, Daddy." She whimpered again and squirmed against him. He pulled out, and stepped back.
"You may get up. Get up and thank Daddy for your punishment."
