The Daddy P.I. Casefiles: The First Collection by Frost, J (great novels .txt) π
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I bend over as instructed. Logan steps in close behind me and puts his feet between mine so Iβm captured between his hard thighs and the edge of the bed. As he begins working his fingers into me, he rubs his other hand over my bare bottom. βThis looks almost healed. Just one or two dark spots. How does it feel?β
βGood, Daddy.β It doesnβt hurt anymore, and even if it did, I wouldnβt feel it under the onslaught of pleasure from his stroking fingers.
βUh-huh. Now what did I say about this bottom getting spanked for watching movies that are much too old for a little girl?β
βYou said tomorrow, Daddy,β I say, whimpering at the motion of his fingers, flicking and curling inside me.
βSo I did, but I think this bottom can take a spanking now. Then youβre going to say sorry to Daddy for watching naughty movies, and then Daddy might let you come.β
Iβm not sure whether to be excited or terrified. Iβm already shaky and Logan spanks really hard. A fact he reinforces a second later when he slaps his palm against my right cheek while thrusting his fingers all the way into me. I squeal and squirm with the heat and sting that rockets through me. He builds it, slowly at first, several strokes of his fingers to each burst of tingly heat across my butt. The spanking never transitions into pain, though. Loganβs just ramping me up, and as my brain processes that Iβm not really being punished, relief takes me over the edge. βDaddy!β
βThatβs it, little girl. What do you say?β
βIβm sorry for watching naughty movies, Daddy! Please may I come?β
βNot yet.β
βDaddy!β I protest.
He reaches under me and tweaks my nipples through the onesie before delivering another tingly slap to my ass. βBehave, little girl. This is Daddyβs cunt. It doesnβt get to come until I say so.β
βDaddy, please! Please, Daddy!β
βNope. Tell me what youβre sorry for?β
βWatching naughty movies!β I wail.
βAnd?β
βComing without permission this morning. Iβm so sorry, Daddy!β
βThatβs right, you naughty little monkey.β He slaps my ass and rams his fingers into me, and all I can feel is the heat burning me up front and back and I canβt stop, the tremors are starting and I thrash, trying to escape his fingers so I donβt come again without permission.
He grabs my hip and drags me back onto his fingers. βWhere do you think youβre going? You take what Daddy gives you and you hold it until I tell you.β
βDaddy, no! Daddy, please!β I howl.
Logan pins me down with his hand in the small of my back while he slams his fingers inside me.
βDaddy, please! Daddy, please! I canβt! Daddy!β
βThatβs it. Now, little girl, come now.β
I scream with the release that shoots through me, throwing me forward against the bed, slamming through every nerve, shooting my legs out straight around his thighs, bucking and shaking as my whole world comes apart. The power of the delayed orgasm rips through me, straight down to my bones, and fractures my brain into a thousand spinning, sparkling pieces.
Logan holds me still. His body becomes my anchor as he settles over me, pressing me into the bed, while his fingers continue to slowly stroke inside me, drawing out my orgasm in rolling waves of light and darkness.
βDaddy,β I sob, completely undone.
βThatβs my baby angel,β Logan murmurs against my cheek, his breath cool on my hot skin. βI love seeing you fall apart, sweetheart. So beautiful.β
βDaddy, I came too soon,β I bawl, hiccupping against his weight on my back.
He kisses my temple and smooths my hair back from my face. βSh. That was perfect. Exactly what I wanted you to feel. Trust Daddy. Iβm not here to make you fail, sweet baby.β
That soothes me. Heβs not like that, giving me impossible goals I canβt reach, just so he can punish me for failure. βI donβt want to let you down.β
βNever, sweetheart. Iβm proud of you.β
βYou are?β
βYes, baby. So proud. Every time I see you strive for me, taking pain or delaying your orgasm or accepting my rules, even though I know itβs hard, I nearly burst with pride.β
βHuggle?β
βWhatever you need, sweetie.β He rises off me, turns me around and pulls me onto his lap as he sits, with my bare bottom still hanging out of the open flap of my onesie, cool air kissing my heated cheeks. He holds me to him in koala-baby position and kneads my ass gently, working in the lingering sting. I wrap one arm around his neck and stick my thumb in my mouth, overcome by the emotion flooding through me. Logan rocks me on his lap, calling me his sweet girl, Daddyβs baby doll, while I suck and whimper into his neck.
Finally, when the storm passes, he kisses my wet eyes. He takes my thumb out to kiss me before he gives me his thumb in its place. βI love watching you suck your thumb. Tonight, I want you to use Daddyβs thumb. I want to watch you fall asleep sucking Daddyβs thumb. Can you do that for me?β
βYeth, Daddy,β I mumble, sucking in soft, slow draws and feeling comforted all the way down to my still-throbbing core.
βCan you sleep in this, panda baby, or will you be too hot?β
βI can sleep in this.β Particularly if his room is still sub-arctic.
βGood.β He squeezes my ass, intensifying the low throb, before rubbing it away. βHave you ever fallen asleep with a cock in you?β
βNo, Daddy.β
βIf you canβt come up with anything else thatβs what you can give Daddy tonight. You can fall asleep sucking Daddyβs thumb, stuffed full of Daddyβs cock. I would love that.β
I would love that, too. So much my eyes overflow. Whatβs wrong with me? Iβm not weepy like this. βPlease, Daddy.β
βGood girl. Thatβs my honey baby. Daddyβs going to carry you down now. You stay just like this, wrapped around Daddy with your little red ass hanging out for everyone to see. I want everyone to see Daddyβs marks on you.β
Humiliation
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