Yeah, who you kidding?
“You’ll need to be punished for that,” he said huskily.
“But I’ve already been punished.”
He huffed out a breath. “That was for something else entirely, though, wasn’t it? There’s no limit to how often you can be punished, my girl. I mean, one would think you’d start to learn to obey Daddy . . . “
It was her turn to snort.
“Oh, like that is it? You think you can challenge me?” He ran a hand down her back. “I like a challenge.”
He placed some pressure on her shoulders. “Lean forward. Hands on the floor.”
What on Earth was he planning on doing?
“You need to say your safeword?” he asked when she didn’t move.
She shook her head. “No.”
“Then all you’re doing is adding to your punishment.” He widened his legs. “Down you go. Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall.”
Yeah, that wasn’t what she was worried about. She was more concerned with what he planned to do to her ass.
“Actually, first, reach over and pull open the middle drawer of the coffee table. Inside there should be lube and condoms. Take them out.”
“You keep lube in your coffee table?”
“Since you came to live here, I keep lube and condoms all over the place.”
“I’m clean,” she blurted out, even as she reached over to grab everything. He held onto her hips to keep her from slipping off. She handed him the lube and some condoms. “And I’m on the Pill. So we don’t need the condom.”
“So am I. You sure you want to do this without one, though?”
“Yeah.” She turned to look down at him. She licked her lips. “I am.”
Hunger filled his face. “Lean forward then.”
“What? Can we just forget about punishment? I promise I won’t touch my clit again.”
“Too late,” he said huskily.
She opened her mouth to protest.
“Do you want to add to the punishment you’ve got coming by arguing?”
No, she did not.
So she ended up lying on his lap. Her legs were still bent and straddling his thighs and her hands were resting on the floor. This meant that her ass was totally vulnerable to him.
“Perfect,” he said, rubbing his hand over one ass cheek then the other. “This still tender?”
“Yes,” she bit out.
“Good.” He gave her bottom two sharp slaps.
“Ow! It’s too sore for that.”
“I think you can take more,” he told her. “But luckily for you, I have plenty to play with back here.” He parted the lips of her pussy and ran a finger along her slit. “No need for lube here. I think someone likes being in this position.”