Daddy Depraved (Forbidden Pleasures Island #2)

Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

Jasper

I nearly swallow my tongue trying to hold back my laughter at the shock in Juliet’s voice. “Yes, princess. Your diaper.”

Wrapping her fingers around my wrist, she tries to tug my hand away but I’m much stronger and I have every intention of making her come on my fingers right here in the middle of the boutique. “I’m not wearing a diaper, Jasper.”

Annoyance pricks at the back of my skull and I cup her breast, giving the nipple a hard pinch that earns me a shocked squeak. “What do you call me, princess?”

“I’m about to call you a fucking hearse if you don’t tell me what the hell is going on right now .”

Up until this point, we’ve been whispering, but Juliet’s voice pitches up at the end of her declaration, loud enough to catch Cat’s attention and have her narrowing her eyes at us.

A few feet away Myra caps her Little girl’s punishment off with two searing swats to her sit-spots before gathering Solene up in her arms. “There, there, my little elf. It’s all over. Mommy’s here.”

Solene burrows into Myra’s chest, her body shaking with sobs. “I’m s-sorry, Mommy!”

“I know you are, love. We can talk about it more later.” Lifting her head, Myra sends us an apologetic smile. “I’m very sorry. I don’t know what’s gotten into my Little girl but it certainly will never happen again. Will it, Solene?”

“N-no, Mommy.”

“Apology accepted,” Cat says with a breezy smile. “We’re no stranger to naughty Littles, are we, Jasper?”

“We are not.” Between Victoria, our “niece” and now Juliet, we have more than our fair share of naughty to go around. “Speaking of, do you have a dressing room ready for us, Myra? I need a moment with my little princess.”

“Of course. The first door on the left there is open for you.”

“I’m not going anywhere until you answer me, Jasper!” Voice rising to a shriek, Juliet struggles against my hold, very clearly teetering on the edge of a full-blown tantrum.

Pulling my hand from her diaper, I bend and scoop her up, tossing her over my shoulder again as I stride toward the dressing room Myra indicated. Juliet’s screams and curses pierce the air as I close the door behind us and deposit her in front of the three-way mirror.

Turning her to face the mirror, I clasp a hand over her mouth, earning me a furious look in the reflection. “I am trying to be understanding here, Juliet. I know this has all been a lot for you to take in, but I will not, under any circumstances, allow you to disrespect me like this. Especially in public.”

The door to the dressing room opens and Cat peeks in, dangling the pacifier gag from her fingers. “I thought you might want this.”

Perfect. “Thank you, Catharina. Give Myra and Solene my apologies, will you? Juliet won’t be able to apologize on her own behalf.”

“Of course.”

When the door closes again, I tuck the pacifier in my pocket and grab both of Juliet’s braids. “On your knees, little girl. Apparently Daddy didn’t do a good enough job of washing all of those naughty words out of your mouth before.”

Juliet

Fuck.

I really, really need to learn to keep my mouth shut.

But when I realized I was wearing a goddamn diaper , it was as if all rational thought left my brain. All I knew was the humiliation of not just being put in a diaper, but being finger-fucked in one while I watched one of the most talented designers of my generation get her ass paddled right in front of me.

Honestly, my reaction almost seems anticlimactic in light of all that. I should be rewarded for my restraint, if you ask me.

Unfortunately, I don’t think Jasper sees things my way. And the pressure of him tugging on my braids doesn’t leave me with much choice but to sink to my knees in front of him.

Holding tight with one hand, he uses the other to flick open his slacks, pulling his cock free.

And I get my first good look at Jasper Blackwood’s infamous dick.

I’d heard whispers. People sometimes forgot—or didn’t care—that I was his sister and I’d have to listen to them giggle over how huge my brother’s cock was.

Back then, I assumed they were all full of shit. And I’m still sure at least half of them were. Jasper has a reputation for being a bit of a playboy, but I know for a fact some of those girls never got within a hundred feet of him.

Those who had, however, hadn’t been lying. My brother is huge .

And not just long. But wide as well. As I stare down the giant cock in front of me, panic wraps around my chest at the thought of having that thing in my mouth.

Or anywhere else for that matter.

Ignoring the growing ache down there , I look up at Jasper, giving him my best pout. “I’m sorry, Daddy! I’ll be good, I promise!” I still hate the way Daddy feels on my tongue, but considering how much trouble I’ve landed myself in, I need to appease him in some way.

“Good. Because I don’t want to spend all of my time punishing you, Juliet. But I will if that’s what it takes to get through to you that you are no longer in charge. Be a good girl and open that naughty little mouth for Daddy.”

“But I said I was sorry,” I whine, the words somewhat muffled by my efforts to not open my mouth any further than necessary.

I wouldn’t put it past Jasper to just shove the damn thing in while I’m talking.

His expression might as well be carved from stone when he stares down at me. “You can be sorry all you want, little girl, you are still getting your mouth washed out with Daddy’s cock. If you keep fighting me, I’ll have to call Auntie Cat in to hold your mouth open for me.”

Well, that’s a humiliation I absolutely don’t need. Faced, once again, with an impossible choice, I force my lips to part.

“Wider.”

Glaring up at him, I open wider, as wide as my mouth will go, and fear skitters up my spine as I consider that it might not be wide enough for him.

“Good girl. Try to breathe through your nose as much as possible. This isn’t going to be easy to take.”

Before I can fully process the meaning of his words, my mouth is full of him. Full of soft, velvety skin wrapped around a core of steel.

With a pained groan, he grabs my other braid, wrapping them both around his hands as he fucks my mouth with short, shallow thrusts. “Fuck me, princess. If I’d known your mouth would feel this good I wouldn’t have waited so long to get you on your knees.”

Pride wells in my chest. There’s power in knowing I can bring a man like Jasper Blackwood to his figurative knees with just my mouth.

What will he do, I wonder, when he finally learns how good my pussy feels?

Maybe there’s hope for my life on this island yet.

Focusing on the task in front of me, I hollow my cheeks, sucking hard on his cock and earning myself a sharp hiss in return. “So eager to have your tummy full of Daddy’s cum, little girl?” he asks with a strained laugh. “I can certainly accommodate you.”

That’s the only warning I get before he flexes his hips, driving his cock straight to the back of my mouth. Instinct takes over, and the muscles of my throat contract around him, making me gag. And instead of pulling back, Jasper holds himself there, forcing me to gag on his gigantic cock as drool spills down the sides of my cheeks. I try breathing through my nose, like he said, but I can only get a tiny bit of air in that way.

My vision goes dark at the edges and I wrap my hands around his wrists, clawing at the cuffs of his custom-fitted jacket as desperation fills me. My lungs burn, and for a moment I am actually worried I might choke to death on my stepbrother’s cock.

Then he pulls back and I gasp for air, tears streaming from my eyes to mingle with the saliva on my chin as I stare up at him in shock.

“Are you trying to kill me?” My voice rises to a shriek, but Jasper only grins down at me.

“Far from it, princess. I am simply teaching you how to speak to your Daddy. Open wide so we can finish your lesson.”

Fuck you . The words burn on my tongue, but self-preservation wins the day. And even though my heart is pounding with a fear unlike any I’ve ever known, I force my lips to part again.

He isn’t gentle. With my hair wrapped around his fists, he anchors me in place as he uses my mouth for his pleasure, with zero regard for my comfort.

Or my safety.

More than once, I’m left wondering how close he means to take me to the brink of death as I choke on his cock.

But fear isn’t the only thing I’m feeling. The more he uses me, the more he hurts me, the more my pussy drips until it’s practically a flood. And I have the fleeting thought that it’s actually a good thing I’m wearing a diaper because otherwise I would be leaving a puddle on Solene’s floor.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Finally, he thrusts deep into my mouth and his cock swells a moment before the hot, salty taste of him spills down my throat. I don’t have a choice but to swallow and keep swallowing until all of him has been emptied into my stomach.

Pulling his cock free, Jasper releases my braids and reaches into his pocket for the pacifier gag. I don’t even bother to fight as he pushes the rubber tip into my mouth and buckles the gag behind my head. “You will watch your language, Juliet. You will be polite and respectful to myself and everyone else. Have I made myself perfectly clear, little girl?”

I nod, and when I inevitably suck on the pacifier, I taste him all over again.

“Good girl. You may stand up now. Your Auntie Cat has been dying to spoil you and I for one am not going to risk her wrath by making her wait any longer.”

Jasper helps me to my feet, pulling me into his arms for a surprisingly comforting hug. He presses a kiss to the top of my head and I close my eyes, allowing myself to believe for just a brief, shimmering moment that he actually cares about me.

“I know this hasn’t been easy on you, princess. But I promise if you’d just stop fighting me, you might actually enjoy yourself.”

There’s no point in trying to argue, especially with the stupid pacifier in my mouth. Even if I could speak, he wouldn’t listen. So I just nod my head again, and hope it’s enough to appease him for a while.

Tucking me up against his side with one arm around my shoulder, Jasper opens the dressing room door and guides me back out to the floor. And it’s a good thing the pacifier is strapped in, or I’m certain it would be on the ground.

Because my mouth has fallen open at the sight that greets me. Solene, one of the greatest artistic minds the world has ever seen, is cradled in Myra’s arms, her eyes closed as she suckles at the bare breast in her mouth.

Glancing up at us, Myra smiles. “She always nurses after a punishment. All that crying takes a lot out of her and it helps us reconnect. Feel free to ignore us while you shop.”

Auntie Cat steps forward, all beaming smiles as she holds out a hand. “Come, Juju. We’ve got some shopping to do.”

I can’t take my eyes off Solene, fucking Solene nursing at another woman’s breast, but Auntie Cat doesn’t give me a choice. She gives my hand a firm tug, pulling me away from the scene and to the other side of the store.

It isn’t long before I’m caught up in the thrill of shopping, though I still occasionally sneak glances over at Solene. At some point she finishes nursing and sits squirming on a wooden stool behind the counter while we shop.

And shop. And shop. Dresses, onesies, overalls, socks and shoes, everything I imagine a Little girl could possibly want or need has either been packed up or ordered for us by the time we leave, and even I am a little shocked by how much Auntie Cat and Jasper have spent on me.

Maybe being “Daddy’s little girl” won’t be so bad after all.