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like it when I slap your cunt, sweetheart?”

She nods, banging her forehead against her knees as I do it again and again until her labia glow as bright as her thighs and breasts. Then I shove my aching cock between those hot, swollen lips, cover her with my body, and bang her into the mattress. She wails as I pound her. I press my mouth against her temple and growl to her. β€œThat’s my girl. That’s my little girl who comes so hard for her daddy. I love those noises you make when you come. I love seeing you shake. Shake for me, baby girl. Shake all over for Daddy.”

She responds immediately, trembling everywhere, but mostly deep inside. Squeezing and clutching at me as I pound deeply. Her little passage, compressed from the plug in her ass, swollen from our earlier fucking, grabs me with each thrust. Her wails rise to those tormented yowls again. I slide my arms under her and crush her to me as I fuck into her, slamming her against the bed again and again as the magnificent tension building in my balls uncoils. Groaning my pleasure into her hair, I shoot inside her until I’m empty, burned clean from another of those extended orgasms Emily gives me. She shakes under me, head back, hands and feet spasming, beautiful little convulsions.

I collapse on her, panting, sweating so hard I’m going to need another shower.

After a minute, Emily stirs under me and I realize I’ve still got her folded in half, crushed into the mattress, and impaled front and back. β€œBaby doll, are you okay?”

β€œProbably,” she murmurs.

That doesn’t sound good. I lift up, straightening my arms.

She grins up at me. β€œI can’t feel anything but my chin. But when I can feel again, I think everything’ll be okay.”

β€œYour chin?”

β€œUh-huh. It’s itching.”

I shake my head at my crazy baby doll and scratch her chin while I rearrange her under me, pushing her legs to either side and sliding a pillow under her head. I should pull out, but I’m enjoying where I am too much. Everything’s juicy and interlocked and I don’t want to move.

β€œI’m staying in you for a while,” I tell her.

β€œOkay, Daddy.” She wriggles down into the bed. Although she seems comfortable, she’s been restrained for nearly an hour and I try not to leave my bottoms restrained for more than an hour without a break. I unbuckle her wrists and bring her arms down, wrapping one around my neck. The other, I let fall to the bed before taking her wrist in my hand and under the pretense of rubbing the marks she’s given herself, straining against the cuffs, I work the pressure points in her wrist.

β€œThat feels awesome, Daddy.”

I grin at her. β€œMy cock in you or what I’m doing to your wrist?”

That gets me a big grin in return. β€œBoth.”

β€œYou said you hadn’t been hypnotized before?”

She shakes her head, her hair bunching into dark whorls on the pillow.

β€œDo you know that hypnotherapy can be used to relieve things like anxiety?”

β€œAre you a hypnotherapist?”

β€œNo, but I did hypnotherapy after I left the Navy. When I was holding your wrists last night, you went into a trance. Do you remember that?” I ask.

She works her lower lip between her teeth as she considers my question. β€œI think so,” she says finally. β€œI remember you were holding my wrists and everything got floaty and happy. Then you counted down from ten and let go of my wrists and we ate dinner. I remember all of that.”

β€œDo you remember telling me how many calories you had left for dinner?”

She nods, watching my face closely.

β€œThat was a very good girl. I want you to tell me things like that, Emmy.”

β€œOkay.” She works her lip again. β€œYou’re not mad at me for calorie-counting?”

β€œNo,” I reassure her. β€œHow many calories are you allowed each day?”

β€œFifteen hundred,” she says, her voice going small. I know without looking it up that’s not enough. She can’t afford to lose weight. But that’s a battle for another time. Not this morning when we’re enjoying the post-orgasmic haze and I have something to offer her.

β€œWhenever you want Daddy to order for you, just tell me how many calories you have left.”

β€œI’d like you to order for me all the time,” she whispers, big eyes searching mine.

I’ll need to learn her food preferences damn fast. β€œI can do that.”

β€œThank you, Daddy.”

β€œYou’re welcome, baby doll. Do you also remember talking to Teresa and Michael at dinner? How relaxed you were?”

β€œYes. Teresa’s so nice.”

β€œShe is, but you were charming, Emmy. You’ve got so much to offer, sweetheart, once you relax. I know social situations are hard for you. They make you anxious, don’t they?”

She nods. β€œI wish the floor would open and swallow me up.”

I could tell how uncomfortable she was, particularly when I left her to socialize at the Ladies Lunch, my poor girl. β€œDaddy can help. Would you like me to help?”

β€œYes, please, Daddy.”

β€œDo you want to participate when we’re in big groups, or would you rather be quiet?”

β€œI’d rather be quiet. I’m afraid of saying something wrong.”

I kiss her forehead. β€œI’m not afraid of you saying something wrong, but if you’d rather be quiet, when we’re in bigger groups, you’ll put your wrists behind your back and Daddy will hold you like I did last night. Daddy likes holding his girl like that very much. You’ll go down into a trance and be calm and peaceful. When we’re in smaller groups, Daddy will bring you back up and you’ll feel relaxed and be able to enjoy yourself. Does that sound good?”

β€œYes, Daddy.” She smiles shyly and shifts under me, reminding me that she’s bearing most of my weight as I lie on her, and that my cock is still locked inside her.

β€œThat’s my girl.” Lying in her feels so good. I could bring her to orgasm again. I can’t get hard so soon, but I could stay in her while I stimulate her with

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