His Jersey Girl

Chapter 7

Alyssa

The boardwalk at sunset was like a portal into another world. The sky was purple and orange with streaks of white and gray clouds. The lights hadn’t yet come on and the steel pier with the giant ferris wheel was a regal shadow hovering over the darkening ocean. Soon, in a magical moment, the lights would flicker on and colors would dance across the world. The neon transforms the dull reality into a fantasy setting, as long as you don’t look too deeply into the shadows.

Walking with my hand wrapped in Gabriel’s, I’d never felt so safe in my life. His presence let me forget about every worry and concern from the day and live inside the moment. We reached the carnival-like atmosphere of the Pier just as the last sunlight was slipping from the sky. I’d smiled so much already that my cheeks were starting to hurt.

First, he’d taken me shopping and the pale-green babydoll-style dress he bought me was the prettiest thing I’ve ever owned. The square neck and puffy sleeves made me feel like the princess he called me. It was classy and casual all wrapped into one perfect outfit. The white flats with ribbons that crisscrossed up my legs were not only adorable but comfortable as well. I’d pulled my hair out of the tight bun at Gabriel’s request and the way he looked at me made me feel like I was a runway model instead of the short plain Jane I usually saw in the mirror.

We’d talked, laughed and played mini golf, which neither of us were good at. Our dinner was far from fancy and instead consisted of hotdogs, salty soft pretzels, and lemonade slushies. Already it was the best date of my life, and I didn’t ever want it to end. I’d sent hundreds of pictures to the LJGs and the girls were all cheering me on. He’d laughed when I’d made him take a selfie of us with his billboard in the background. Would life with Gabriel always be this easy? Was I really thinking about taking him up on the offer to move in with him after knowing him for less than a full day?

Yes. Yes, I was.

It had to be better than cramming myself into the apartment with Grace and Lucia. And if things didn’t work out then I could always move in with my friends. So why was I hesitating? Probably because when something seemed too good to be true, it usually was. And Gabriel was definitely too good.

“What else do you want to do tonight, princess?”

The warmth in Gabriel’s eyes made me squirm. His question was hard because the Little part of my brain was fighting with the Big girl parts of my body that wanted to do so many naughty things.

“Hmm.” I tapped my chin with the fingers of my free hand. “I want to ride all the rides, eat all of the funnel cake, and finally win all of the stuffies!”

“Oh is that all?” Gabriel laughed and seemed to consider. “Well, it’s late, so let”s pick one ride and one game then we can walk back to the casino.”

“No! I want at least five games, three rides and funnel cake.” Why did he want to end things now? It was Friday night and I didn’t have to work Saturday. I didn”t want to call it a night.

He pulled me in front of him and my stomach flipped as he looked down at me with a disappointed expression. “Don’t use that tone with Daddy. The answer is no. This is not a negotiation. We can come back another time. I have an early sparring session and you’ve had a long day.”

“I’m not tired.” I didn’t mean to whine but why was he being so mean? “And you shouldn’t be sparring if you hurt your back.” So there.

“Alyssa.”

The way he said my name was a growl that I both loved and hated. So I said his name the same way. “Gabriel.”

“Five.” Gabriel frowned down at me.

“Yes!” I was a smidge disappointed at how easily he’d given in, but I would take the win. “Let’s go on the observation wheel first!” I raced off in the direction of the ticket booth leaving my scowling Daddy in the dust as I weaved through the crowd.

I was waiting in line when I felt his hand close around the back of my neck in a possessive gesture that made my knees wobbly.

“What did I say to you earlier about staying by my side?” Daddy’s voice was definitely angry.

“I’m sorry. I forgot. But we need to get tickets now if we’re going to do five rides.”

It was our turn at the window and Daddy stepped up to pay as I surveyed the available rides. Some of them would be really bad if his back still hurt though he hadn’t complained all night. Maybe my feet were magic, and he was all better? Still, tt would be mean of me to demand he go on something that might hurt him. I didn’t want to be the reason he didn’t get better.

When Gabriel stepped back next to me his hand came back down on my neck with a firm grip that made me shiver. “Ready to go, Daddy?” I gave him my sweetest smile. It wasn’t polite to gloat when you won and I wanted him to know I had manners.

“Ten. And if you keep this up it will be fifteen.”

My stomach dropped as I finally realized he wasn’t talking about adding more rides to our night. I fidgeted with the edge of my skirt as we got in line for the observation wheel. A danger siren was going off in the back of my head and I needed to know what he meant. I looked around at the line and wasn’t sure how to ask what I wanted to in public without anyone hearing.

I tugged on Gabriel’s shirt and waited for him to look down at me. Gone was the laughing sweet Daddy who’d spoiled me all evening. He looked focused and not a small amount of frustrated. I gestured for him to lean down so I could whisper in his ear.

“Are you angry at me, Daddy?”

His eyes softened just a touch. “I’m not angry, princess. I’m disappointed in your behavior.”

Yikes, that was worse. “Then why are we doing ten rides?”

Okay, I knew we weren’t actually going to do ten rides but a small part of me wanted to believe in the fantasy as long as possible. His chuckle said that the pretend bubble was about to be burst.

He leaned down and whispered into my ear. “We’re going to get on this one ride and when I tell you to, you”re going to place yourself over my lap. I’m going to pull your panties down and give you ten strong reminders to not argue with your Daddy and to never run away in a crowd. If you are a very good girl for your punishment and can explain to me why you decided to disobey Daddy, you might still get a treat before we walk back.”

“No! Someone might see,” I hissed. He was going to spank me inside the ride? Maybe I deserved the spanking, and I wasn’t admitting that I did, but not where anyone could see.

“Look up at the cars, Princess.”

I did as he said. Fear and fascination played football in my stomach as I realized that with the tinted windows and bright lights on the wheel you could only see inside the cars near the ground. My pussy clenched and to my embarrassment I could feel myself growing aroused. If Gabriel realized that the thought excited me, would he come up with a different punishment?

“Oh.” What else was I supposed to say?

“Do you need to use your safeword?” Daddy studied my face as if searching it for some sign that he was going too far.

It felt wonderful to know I could safeword. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that he would respect it and find a different way to punish me, but I didn’t want to. “No, Daddy.”

He kissed the top of my head in a sweet gesture that made my heart skip a beat. There were several people in front of us, but I couldn’t focus on anything except the fact that I was about to get a spanking. I’d been spanked before as part of a scene or as punishment for breaking a rule at the Dragon’s Tail. It was more than just the knowledge that after punishment all was forgiven that I enjoyed.

I wasn’t a brat like Zoe, but something about the pain and loss of control calmed and centered the wild chaos inside my head. Would Gabriel be harsh and cold like Auntie Karen was, or soft and almost apologetic? I studied the muscles in his arms. He would be able to pack quite a wallop with guns like those.

“You won’t use all your strength, right?” I asked when we finally reached the front of the line.

Gabriel smiled down at me. “No, little princess. And if it starts to become too much, what will you do?”

“I’ll say yellow.”

“Exactly.”

When it was our turn to board, I walked quickly into the gondola, grabbing a seat on the fabric covered bench. I expected Daddy to be right behind but when I looked out the door he was posing for a selfie with the ride operator. A few people had recognized him as we walked around, and he was always polite and nice to anyone who said they were a fan. I didn’t mind the attention as long as it was focused on him but couldn’t imagine what it was like to live with people always asking for something. Thinking they knew him because they watched him on TV.

But right that moment I didn’t want anything slowing down what was about to happen. I knew that no one had ever died of anticipation, but my whole body was vibrating. Fear and arousal played havoc with my nerves and my underwear were starting to get uncomfortably wet. I let out a breath when Gabriel finally sat next to me and the door slid closed.

“What if you spank me so hard the car swings and flies off the wheel?”

His bark of laughter made me mad.

“It could happen. You’re really strong.”

“I’m not that strong, princess. I promise that won’t happen.”

“What if I yell and someone hears me and hits the panic button?”

The car started moving and he pulled me into his lap. “Normally I want to hear all your sounds, but this time I want you to stay as quiet as possible. Then no one will hear a thing.” He gave me a look of concern. “Are you really scared or are you just nervous?”

I shrugged since I wasn’t sure of the answer. He ran his hand up my leg and slipped under my skirt. I closed my legs embarrassed by what I knew he would find if he kept exploring.

“Open your legs for Daddy, little girl.”

I looked around with a small sense of panic since we were moving slowly and still technically within view of people down on the pier. The small table and Gabriel’s body blocked any view of what was happening but a part of me struggled to obey. After a few slow breaths I forced myself to spread my legs. His touch was like a feather as it ran across the skin of my thigh and up to my panties.

“You’re soaking wet, Princess. I wondered if there was a dirty girl under all that sweet innocence. I think you want this punishment. I’ll have to keep that in mind for the future.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Okay, we’re high enough now. Over my lap.”

His hand withdrew and I couldn’t help but shake as I turned and bent over his large legs. Time and my surroundings seemed to disappear as he lifted my skirt and the cool night air brushed against my exposed skin. Without hesitation he pulled down my panties and slipped them off, leaving me completely bare. When he slipped them into my mouth as an impromptu gag, I almost came as embarrassment shot through me.

He rubbed my ass slowly warming up the skin. “When Daddy tells you no, you don’t argue, back talk, or mock him.”

Pain shot through my backside as his first blow landed on my right cheek. My whimper was muffled by the fabric in my mouth. I’d known I shouldn’t do those things even as I did them, but it had been so long since someone had held me accountable. The second strike was harder on the other side and I squirmed to get away from it.

He pinned me with ease as he landed three more strikes. Heat filled my core as the pain melded into something else.

“You don’t leave Daddy’s side when we are in a crowd and you definitely don’t blow off my concern when I call you on it.”

His next strike hit my pussy dead center with a wet slap and I groaned more from embarrassment than the pain. Spanking was always like this for me. The heat and pain made me feel alive, centered and horny enough that I usually disappeared to the girls’ bathroom to relieve the stress almost immediately. I wouldn’t be able to do that now and the ache inside me pulsed to almost the same rhythm as my now-red ass. His last four blows rode the edge of what I could take but I didn’t care because I deserved it.

Gabriel made simple rules for me before we ventured out and I had ignored them without even a thought. He’d warned me that sometimes he had aggressive fans and he wanted to be sure he could protect me if anything happened. Cathartic tears poured down my cheeks as he sat me up and cuddled me close.

“It’s all done now, Princess.” He stroked my hair, and I felt a sense of calm slide through my soul as his gentle murmured words registered. He pulled my panties from my mouth and pocketed them.

This was what I needed. What I wrote about in my stories. Crime and consequences. A simple system that created balance. You paid the price and whatever you had done was forgiven. The beauty of having someone who cares enough to hold you to a higher standard while allowing you the freedom to make mistakes and move on.

My ass ached and my pussy and nipples throbbed but the clean joy that filled up my soul was almost indescribable. “Thank you, Daddy.” I looked out the window and saw that we were just starting on the downward part of the ride. “Am I going crazy or is this ride going really slow?”

“I may have bribed the operator to keep things slow so we didn’t have to rush.”

“Daddy!”

He chuckled and pulled me close. “On our next go-round he’s going to stop us at the top so you can enjoy the view.”

I’d been on the wheel once before and from what I remembered it usually took five minutes to do a full loop and we had well exceeded that. What was he planning for our next trip around? I squirmed a bit. Yikes! My bare ass was pressed against his jeans and I was probably making a mess. My cheeks burned with embarrassment.

“Can you tell me why you acted out like that, princess? Were you just testing Daddy or was there more to it?”

Ugh, why did he want to talk? I mean really, he’d spanked me, wasn’t that enough? I took in a deep breath trying to put my crazy thoughts into words but all that came out was, “You’re too good to be true.”

His arms tightened around me and the squirming in my stomach settled.

“Too good?” Gabriel’s voice held a hint of amusement.

“Yes. You’re nice, gorgeous, and strong. If that isn’t bad enough, you’re also famous, rich and way too smart for me.” My throat tightened making it hard to talk. “When you realize I’m not perfect like you, you”ll disappear.”

I shrugged. Not that I’d admit it out loud, but I knew down to my toes that when he did it would break something inside me. I’d been trying to push him into being less perfect so that it wouldn’t hurt so much when he left.

“I’m not going to disappear.”

He stroked my hair and I wanted to wrap myself around him like a baby koala.

“You even know the perfect thing to say,” I mumbled. “I’m just a high school dropout who makes her money rubbing her feet on people.”

A flash of pain shot through me as Gabriel smacked my hip. “I know we didn’t set down a rule for this yet, but no one is allowed to talk badly about my sweet princess. If I won’t allow other people to do it, I definitely won’t let you do it.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I grumbled. We were finally reaching the lower side of the ride, but I didn’t care if someone saw me curled up in his lap. “Can we get off now?” If we spent another fifteen minutes cuddled up like this, I wasn’t sure I could keep my heart safe.

“No.”

“Why not?” He raised an eyebrow and my ass throbbed as a reminder that I had just gotten in trouble for arguing. “I’m not arguing. I just want to know why.”

“Did you forget? I promised you a treat if you were a good girl.”

“I thought you meant funnel cake.” Just the thought of the fried sugary goodness made my mouth water. I didn’t care if it wasn’t good for me, I splurged on the boardwalk treat at least once a week.

“No. It’s way too late for sugar.”

Darn. I didn’t want to get in trouble again, but it might be worth it. The ache still throbbing in my butt reminded me that pushing was unlikely to get me what I wanted. I looked out the window searching for inspiration. We were passing the loading platform. Were people looking at us?

“What is my treat then?”

His thumb brushed over the front of my dress and pleasure sparked through my body as he teased the tight tips of my nipples. The moment we were back at a position where people couldn’t see he spoke. “I think you need to see what a wonderful woman you are. Kneel on the bench so that you are straddling my legs facing me.”

My body scrambled to obey, though my mind still worried. His legs were so big that it was almost impossible to do, but I managed. What did he have in mind? The position had me straddled over his erection. The way his cock pressed against his jeans could not be comfortable. Gabriel’s hand cupped my pussy in a possessive way that made me shiver.

“Look into my eyes, princess.”

I met his dark gaze and saw the reflection of myself among the sparkles of color from the lights around us. You wouldn’t think that looking into someone”s eyes would be strange, but it forced a connection that both exposed and drew you closer. His fingers slid through my folds and brushed over the hidden bundle of nerves. I tried to close my eyes but his voice pulled my attention back.

“Don’t look away for even a minute. I think you are perfect too. Your beauty steals my breath every time I see you.”

Pleasure washed through me like a gentle wave and I wasn’t sure if it was from his words or the way his fingers brushed against my clit.

“Daddy.” The word was a halfhearted protest and a plea for him to keep going.

“You are kind, talented, creative.”

He kept talking, whispering praise and compliments as his fingers brought my pleasure higher. The urge to look away was strong but I forced myself to hold his gaze. I lost track of everything but the connection he was building through our eyes. My orgasm built slowly, and I couldn’t tell if it was his touch on my clit, the brief flicks to my nipples, or his praise and glowing descriptions of what he saw in me that excited me the most.

We touched on a soul-deep level and for the first time in my life I believed that someone saw me for more than just what was on the surface. Every one of my muscles trembled as the pleasure built to something that might shatter me. The night around us paused as the car stalled at the top of the ride and my orgasm crashed through me. I managed to hold his gaze until the world vanished into the pinpricks of light reflected in his eyes. As the world went dark, I screamed the only word I could remember.

“Daddy!”

His whispered words wrapped me in a love I never thought I’d feel. “You’re mine, little princess. I’m never going to let you go.”