13. All for Daddy
ALL FOR DADDY
CHELSEA
M y pussy throbbed at his words.
“Bunny,” I said, trying not to sound too excited. I had read about spanking in romance books and they made me squirm with arousal. I always wanted to try it but never got the chance.
Until now .
Getting spanked by a man who was twice my age should have made alarm bells ring in my head, but instead, I was getting hornier. Because I knew he would stop if I wanted to.
“Spank me, Daddy,” I breathed out, still feeling the bite of his teeth on my bottom lip.
His eyes darkened, his hand squeezing my ass before he laid me down on my stomach, shifting me until I felt another squeeze of his large palm on my cheek. “You want to get spanked by Daddy?”
I shivered and nodded, clutching the couch.
Smack .
A loud gasp escaped my throat when he spanked my ass. The burn stung, but the warmth spread over my naked pussy, making me wetter.
“Beg me, Princess.”
“Please,” I squeezed my eyes shut, burning with need. “Please spank me, Daddy— ah! ”
Smack. Smack. Smack .
I sighed and shivered when he delivered three more spanks.
“You’re such a good girl for me, Princess,” Sean said, squeezing the burning skin before spanking me again and again. I squirmed in his lap, loving and hating the stingy warmth that came with each strike.
I tried to soothe the burn, but he held my wrists in one hand and pinned them on my back.
“No, Princess. You’ll hurt your hand.” His voice was firm, like he was policing me. I squirmed when something silky wrapped around my wrists. I looked over my shoulder to find Sean using his tie to tie my hands.
My pussy clenched at the sight of his focused look, and I turned away, thankful that my hair covered my burning face.
Smack. Smack. Smack .
I whimpered when he spanked me with more force, so that it burned more. My legs kept rising on instances and even though I tried to move away, he held me down and spanked me more for trying to run away.
“ Tsk tsk , Princess,” Sean’s taunting voice made me wish I hadn’t begged him to spank me. “If you can’t keep your legs away, then I’ll have to tie you up and spank you.”
His hand ran through my inner thigh, the soft and cold touch feeling ticklish and sensitive.
“If you keep squirming, you’ll drop my glass of whiskey.
” I eyed the glass on the arm of the couch.
My eyes widened to see it tethering on the edge.
Oh God . He was planning to punish me since we entered his penthouse.
“Behave and Daddy will reward you.”
I bit my lip and tried to relax when he started spanking my ass again.
I whimpered and moaned, feeling my skin turn sensitive and red.
I didn’t know how much time had passed and I didn’t care.
Even though some of his strikes hurt, I remained his good girl and kept my chin down on the couch and enjoyed the spanking.
It felt relaxing in a teasing way. Even though he hadn’t touched my pussy, I felt my juices leaking down to his pants. It was embarrassing, but I felt his stiffened bulge press on my stomach and felt proud.
I had made him hard just with a kiss.
And harder with a spanking.
“Do you remember now, Princess?” Sean’s deep voice pulled me out of my thoughts. “What I told you that night?”
My eyes gleamed with tears when he straightened me on his lap. I winced as my skin brushed over his pants. He pulled me closer, his fingers tucking a hair lock out of my face. He freed my hands, kissing my wrists and making me feel shy.
“I…” my voice felt heavy and sultry. “I don’t remember. I’m sorry, Daddy.” I felt bad, and I didn’t like it. I had disappointed him by forgetting something important.
He sighed and kissed my forehead. “It’s okay, I will tell you.
” His hand ran over my back and pet my hair while the other trailed over my legs.
I liked that he enjoyed touching me. I loved his touch.
The sight of his large hand running over my skin made me feel hot and wanted.
“I promised you that you were safe with me.”
I remembered. He had petted my hair and told me that. And I had believed him.
I still believed him. Despite the burning on my cheeks.
“I’m sorry I forgot,” I said, afraid to meet his eyes.
“It’s okay, silly. It happens.” He raised my head to look at him, and I was glad he hadn’t closed off. “I want you to remember that. No matter what. Understood?”
I nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.” Sean smiled and my stomach relaxed. His eyes trailed to my lap, and I saw the shift in his eyes as he spread my legs, his hand gliding between my thighs. “You took your spanking so well, Princess. Do you want a reward?”
I watched his expensive watch glinting in the dim light as it disappeared underneath the skirt of the dress. “Y-yes, Daddy,” I said, intently watching his hand. I held my breath.
“Do you want to cum, baby?” He asked, his hypnotic voice pulling me to look at his handsome face. “Do you want to make a mess on your Daddy’s lap, hm ?”
I nodded, licking my lips and wanting to shove his hand to where I was throbbing. “ Please .”
“My perfect Princess,” he whispered, his praise making me cream more. “Hold your dress up for me. Let me see how soaked my pussy is.”
I tugged the dress up and held it over my waist as we both peered at my lap. I blushed when he spread my legs wider to see the glistening juices coating the lips.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, feeling shy. “I forgot to shave.”
“I don’t care, Princess.” He chuckled. “I like how wet you are after getting spanked. You enjoyed it, hm?”
I nodded. I thought he wouldn’t enjoy seeing some hair, but I was wrong. My exes were disgusting, who never touched me until I shaved and even then?—
“ Princess .” Sean was looking at me with a worried look on his face. “You okay? What’s going on in your pretty little head?”
I shook my head. “Nothing.”
He raised his brow, and I remembered he had spanked me and how safe I felt with him.
I looked away, focusing on his desk. “My ex didn’t like it when I didn’t shave, so I thought?—”
His hand cupped my cheek and made me look at him. His dark eyes narrowed. “Am I your dumb ex, Princess?”
I shook my head. “N-no, you’re not.”
“Uh-huh. And that’s my pussy, isn’t it, Princess?”
“Y-yes, Daddy.”
“Then stop overthinking about some hair.” He kissed my forehead and said, “You don’t need to think when you’re with me. I am paying you to look pretty for me and as far as I can tell…”
I gasped when his knuckles brushed over my sex, his fingers grazing over my sensitive clit. “You look pretty fucking hot right now with red cheeks and wet cunt.”
A moan slipped out of my mouth when he rubbed my clit gently, my legs shaking at the pressure. Fuck, he had barely touched me and I was ready to orgasm.
“All for Daddy, right, Princess?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I nodded, clutching his shoulder when he slid a finger inside me. “All for you— oh fuck! ”