Chapter 25
TINLEY
Sassy.
I wanted to protest but didn’t have a chance before the pain of his hand smacking my bottom blossomed across my whole backside.
I gasped and lifted my head.
He rubbed the heat away and I lay back down.
Relax.
“Breathe, Tinley.”
I exhaled.
The next few spanks came fast and hard. I tried to settle into it, but my brain wouldn’t stop racing. It wasn’t one prevailing thought, but a bundle of thoughts and feelings bouncing around.
I bit my lip and blinked away tears because they weren’t the right kind of tears. They were frustrating tears, not release tears. I wiggled around to avoid his hand, but Josh was precise. He’d done this before, but I couldn’t get where I wanted to be. Where I needed to be in order to be okay.
Maybe I was broken. I lifted my head and rocked, anticipating each smack. The pain increased, but I needed more. He needed to hit me harder. I raised my butt, but no further smacks came. I dropped back and buried my head in my hands.
“Tinley.” Josh squeezed my leg.
I jumped but didn’t lift my head. I kind of forgot it was Josh spanking me. Was he angry that I couldn’t let go?
“Tinley.” He squeezed harder and I lifted my head.
“What?” My pouty face wouldn’t work because I wasn’t facing him.
“Turn to your left.”
“Why—” I gasped as I saw the two of us in the mirror that hung over the dresser across the room. I hadn’t noticed it before.
Josh continued spanking me. His eyes narrowed and his lips parted slightly.
His tongue snuck out as the spanks landed.
I felt them more, but he wasn’t spanking any harder.
I saw him spanking me and it made all the difference in the world.
I settled against his lap. I rested my head on my right side and could still see the top of his head and his hand rise and fall on my backside.
“Yikes.” I yelped when his hand connected with my sit spots and then my vision blurred.
Tears obstructed my view, but I knew who was spanking me.
Josh cared enough about me to help me make all those yucky feelings go away.
I was so lucky to have run into him that night so many weeks ago.
I didn’t really expect to escape. But I did expect to die trying.
I was done being someone’s captive. I was ready to be free one way or another.
I had given up my body and my spirit and had lost all hope.
I was ready to die to get away. Now I couldn’t wait to live and see what life had for me next.
I had been through hell and back. I had experienced things I wouldn’t wish on my greatest enemy, but I had survived. And not only that, but I had also found myself again. The me I almost lost the love of my life for. Little Tinley was ready to reclaim herself.
But first she had to live through this spanking.
I was so in my head, I didn’t notice the sobs racking my body or that Josh had stopped.
“That’s it, Tinley.” He rubbed my bare bottom. “Let it all out.”
I hiccupped and my whole body shuddered. His strong hand rubbed the pain in and it took all the yucky feelings in my tummy away.
“They’re all gone.” I lifted my head and caught his eyes in the mirror.
“All gone?”
I nodded.
“Come here.”
I pushed up onto my knees and Josh pulled me into his lap. I straddled him.
He ran a hand over my well spanked bottom. I winced and laid my head on his shoulder.
“Thank you,” I whispered against his skin.
“You’re welcome,” Josh whispered back and held me close.
We sat holding each other for a while. Josh rested one hand on the top of my ass and the other around my waist. I could feel the bulge in his pants, but I was too afraid to move.
The heat from my spanking made my pussy throb. Another surprise. The spanking woke up my sex drive. Damon often used other forms of punishment when we first explored our dynamic because I enjoyed his spankings too much.
“You okay, Tinley?” Josh leaned me back and wiped my face. He grabbed a bottle of water from the nightstand. “Here, drink this.” He held it to my mouth.
I took a small sip. The cool water felt good on my scratchy throat. He pressed something else against my lips. I licked it.
“Yummy.” He pressed a piece of chocolate and peanut butter candy to my mouth. His fingers lingered between my lips. I instinctively sucked on it and then pulled back.
I licked my lips.
“Can I have some more?” He grabbed another piece and held it in front of my mouth.
I leaned in and took it between my lips.
I sucked the chocolate off his finger. He pulled back this time.
We stared into each other’s eyes. I leaned in and placed my lips on his.
He stilled at first but then kissed me back.
He cradled my face and turned to devour my lips.
I gasped and he deepened the kiss. I pressed myself into him.
He grew harder under me. I reached between us.
“Tinley.” Josh pulled away from me and shifted me off his lap. He sat up and swung his legs on the side of the bed.
“I’m sorry.” I didn’t know what else to say. I remained still and waited. Josh rubbed his face and sighed. He looked back at me but then changed his mind and went back to rubbing his face.
Maybe I got it wrong. Josh encouraged me to be little and wanted to Daddy me, but maybe that was all he wanted. Or maybe it was because of what I’d been through. I was used up and he didn’t want me that way.
“It’s okay.” I grabbed his bicep. He flinched. It hurt. I wondered if he felt the same when I flinched away from him. “I understand.”
“What do you understand?” His voice sounded angry.
“You don’t want me like that.” I scooted to the side of the bed and stepped off. “I understand. It’s fine—”
Josh grabbed me around the waist and hoisted me back on the bed. He crawled over me and pressed himself into me.
“Don’t want you?” He growled. “Fuck, Tinley. You think I don’t want you?”
I opened my mouth, but he took my words with a searing kiss. I arched up into him, wanting to feel every bit of him on me and in me.
I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist.
“How could you think I don’t want you?” He fisted my hair and stared down at me. “I’ve wanted you every second since we met.” He blinked and loosened the grip on my hair. He lifted himself, but I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him back down to me.
“I want you too.”
His lips landed on mine, searing me with hot, wet kisses. He ran his hand down the side of my body and pushed my pajama bottoms off. He hitched my thigh over his hip and ground himself into me. I arched my back to get closer, but I couldn’t get close enough.
“Tinley.”
I reached under his shirt and tried to push it off.
“Tinley.” He grabbed my hands and put them over my head. I fought against them. “Wait, Tinley, stop.”
I stopped.
His weight settled onto mine. His heart thumped against my chest.
He took a moment to catch his breath. He lifted himself off me.
I whimpered. He brought me up with him. He sat back against the headboard and sat me on his lap to straddle him. He scooted me closer, his hardness pressed against my pussy.
I wanted to see him, feel him. I could so easily reach down and pull him out, but I didn’t. He told me to stop, and I stopped. I rested my hands on his shoulders and waited for him to speak. When he said he wanted me, I believed him, but something was still holding him back.
“Tinley.” He sighed. “As much as I wanted to bury myself in you right now, I can’t. Not yet.”
“Why?” I whispered and rested my head against his chest. He stroked the side of my head.
“Because I’m scared.”
I sat up.
“Daddies can be scared?” I pouted.
“Of course we can. When we want something so much, we get scared that someone or something will take it away. We get scared of holding on too tight that we make the most important thing in our life go away.”
“I don’t want you to be scared.”
“I know, baby.” He kissed my cheek. “Just like you need to work on things, I do too. I need more time.”
“Okay.” I sighed and laid my head back down on his chest. “It’s just…”
“Just what, baby?” He rubbed my back.
“I’m really horny.” I smacked my hand over my mouth. I said that out loud?
Josh chuckled.
“I didn’t mean it like that.” I sat up. “Well, I did, but I just mean. I haven’t felt like doing it in a long time. And I haven’t had an”—I leaned in and whispered— “an orgasm. You know, willingly. In a long time.”
“Not even by yourself?”
“When have I been by myself?” I bit my lip and grinned. “But I kind of can’t stop thinking about it.”
“So you were just going to use me to get off?” he joked.
“Maybe.” I rocked back and forth, forgetting for a minute I had no panties on and the only thing between us was a pair of jeans.
“Well, I promise I’ll let you use me anytime you want, but right now, let’s take care of you.”
“How?”
“Touch yourself.”
“Now?”
He couldn’t mean in front of him.
“Yes. Now.” He chuckled.
“Could you use your Daddy voice?” I wanted him to tell me what to do.
“When I speak, I am using my Daddy voice.” He leaned in. “I can’t turn it off and on, like you are always my little girl, even when you are not in little space. Right?”
“I am?” I loved him calling me his little girl.
“I’ll tell you what to do, but you have to decide to follow my directions.” He took my hand off his shoulder. “Take this hand and touch yourself.”
He placed my hand on my tummy but then removed it. I slid it down between my legs. Wetness had seeped between my lips.
“Are you wet, little girl?” Josh kept his voice neutral, but his breath increased.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.” He squeezed my hip. “Now rub your little pussy. Not too fast.”
I slid two fingers between my folds, spreading the moisture around, and gasped.
“What happened?” He grinned.
“I’m so sensitive.” I continued sliding my fingers back and forth on either side of my clit.
“How does it feel?”
“Good.” I ran a finger over my entrance, pretending it was Josh’s fingers.
“Just good?” He leaned into me. “I bet you feel fantastic.”
My giggle turned into a moan as Josh leaned us back and kissed my neck.
“Keep rubbing that pussy.” He found my lips and nibbled on them.
I whimpered and groaned.
“Now your clit, rub it in circles.” He didn’t have to tell me twice.
My heart raced and my breathing came out in pants.
“That’s my sexy little girl. Enjoy it.” He ran his finger across my lips. I opened them and he slid the tip of his finger in my mouth. I sucked on it and then pulled back and kissed each one.
My eyes closed, but I continued to rub myself. I was so close, I rubbed harder. My arm grew tired, but I had to finish. I pushed a finger inside of me, but it felt inadequate. I returned to my clit, but nothing was happening.
“Tinley.”
I gasped and drew my hand away. I opened my eyes. Josh frowned.
“Where did you go?”
“I’m sorry.” How did he know? It felt so good, but then it felt hard.
“Keep your eyes open and on me.” Josh hitched me closer to him and rested his forehead against me. “Try again, for me.”
“Okay.” I slid my hand back between my legs.
“Slow and steady,” he whispered against my lips. “That’s it. Make yourself feel good.”
I groaned but kept my eyes on him. “I want to…”
“Come for me, Tinley.”
My throat hitched and a bundle of pleasure tried to retreat but then came back in full force as the orgasm exploded out of me. I grunted and groaned as the most special orgasm of my life washed through me.