Page 47 of Daddy's Laws


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“Good.”

The harsh laughter in his voice made her want to slap him or fuck him. Possibly both. But the burning inside her bottom distracted her. It wasn’t nearly as bad as the ginger had been, but it was enough to get her attention.

“Daddy, why does it burn? I don’t like it!”

“A couple drops of peppermint oil in the lube. I told you, naughty little girls who tease their daddies end up with sore bottoms inside and out. You’re lucky I didn’t opt for more ginger.”

“Take it out!”

“Not yet. You have a lesson to learn, princess.”

The plug finally slid home, and to her relief the burning ebbed a bit. It was enough to remind her she was being punished, but it was no longer overwhelming her.

“Now, let’s discuss your behavior on the Boardwalk today.”

Something heavy but flexible tapped against her bottom and she craned her neck to try and get a look at it. Her disobedience was rewarded with a painful blow from whatever implement it was he’d chosen.

“Stay.”

The command conjured up images of her kneeling at his feet with a fluffy tail firmly inserted into her bottom and she moaned at the fresh wave of painful arousal the image brought.

“As I was saying. Teasing your Daddy in public when he can’t just bend you over and fuck your pretty little pussy whenever he wants isn’t very nice, is it?”

A second, even more painful blow landed, and she hissed at the sting. “You started it!”

His laugh could only be described as evil. “Who is in charge here, princess?”

Two more swats, one at the top of each thigh, drew a long, pitiful whine from her lips. “You are,” she admitted begrudgingly.

“That’s right. Which means, if I want to keep you right on the edge of coming all day, with no release, that is my prerogative. Correct?”

When she didn’t immediately answer, he landed half a dozen swats with the torturous implement, making her whine and wiggle in response. Her ass was on fire, inside and out, just as he’d promised.

None of this was going according to her plan. Instead of getting her revenge for the ridiculous tattoo, she was the one writhing with need. And she was getting her ass roasted on top of it all.

“Answer me, little girl.”

“Y-yes.”

“Yes, what?”

Fucking lawyers. “Yes, you are allowed to keep me on edge as long as you please, Sir.”

“Good girl. Keep that in mind while you try and earn back your orgasm. Get on your knees on the floor, in front of me.”

Scrambling off the bed, she sank to the floor and looked up at him. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I’ll be a good girl, I promise.”

“Then show me how a good girl sucks Daddy’s cock. Open.”

Parting her lips, she obediently waited for him to push his shorts to the floor and guide his cock into her open mouth. Eager to please, she rolled her tongue around the length, using every trick in the book to give him as much pleasure as she could.

If he denied her after this, she might have to resort to begging.

“Good girl.”

The guttural praise spurred her on and she hollowed her cheeks, sucking for all she was worth.

“Fuck.”

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