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“Where are you?” I hide under the blanket, trying not to giggle. “Princess? You’re being a bad girl; you need to come here now.” I stay hidden, hoping he won’t find me, but partially hoping he will. I stay as still as I can, only wiggling a little, but suddenly I feel a rush of cold air as the blanket is ripped away from me. “Gotcha!” I squeal and the next thing I know, Daddy has me over his lap on the couch. I squirm and giggle, until he says, “You’ve been a bad girl, it’s time for your punishment.” I immediately stop giggling and moving.
“But I was just playing around daddy, I wasn’t being bad.”
“But? Did you just say but to me? That’s 3 more spankings, now you have 6, would you like to keep arguing?”
“No sir.”
“That’s too bad, I haven’t spanked your cute little ass in a while, hmm, I may need to do this more frequently. But I don’t even need a reason, because I’m your master and I get to do whatever I want with my little slut. Isn’t that right, little one?”
“Yes Daddy.” I start to squirm a little in anticipation of his big hand on my ass.
“Someone’s excited. Remember to count and say thank you after every spank,” with that, he lands the first blow on my unsuspecting ass. I yelp, count one, and thank him. He continues until my six spanks have been dealt, but he doesn’t stop there, he keeps spanking. Confused, I turn and see him watching my little body flinch as he lands blow after blow on my butt.
Eventually, much to my pleasure, he grows bored of spanking me and turns me over and sits me up on his lap, my sore ass pressed against his erect cock. Usually I would start grinding myself on him, but my ass stings too much; because I don’t do it myself, he grabs my hips and starts pressing me on his cock. I hear his sighs of pleasure in my ear and I feel myself getting wet on his lap. Five minutes later, he says, “You like that baby girl? Hmm, lets see,” he stops, and reaches his hand in my shorts. I hear a noise of satisfaction. “Good girl, you’re all wet for your Sir, aren’t you?”
With his hand in my pants, stroking my pussy, my brain turns to mush, and I can’t answer. Abruptly, he says, “Stand up, now.” I obey, confused by his tone of voice. “Now, go get the ropes, I want to tie you up and use my little fuck toy and her tight little pussy.” When I return with the ropes, his shirt is off and I can see his cock bulging through his pants, he rubs it nonchalantly and watches as I walk back into the room to stand in front of him with the ropes. “Good girl, now, do you like those clothes a lot?”
“I mean, a little,” I say, shyly.
“Good, that will make ripping them off you so much more fun.” I make a little noise when he says that, because I kind of like these shorts, but I don’t say anything. “Now, get on the bed,” I make my way over to the bed, but apparently not fast enough because he pushes me a little, causing me to fall on the bed, face forward. From there, he turns me over on my back and spreads my legs, he then proceeds to tie them to my wrists, causing my legs to be stuck spread open wide for him.
Once he has me tied up, he gets more rope and ties a vibrator to my leg so that it’s resting directly over my clit; at this point I have soaked through my shorts, I whimper because I know what is next and I’m powerless to stop it. He sees the look of dread in my face and smirks, before turning the vibrator on. “Oh, I almost forgot,” Daddy says as I writhe, “I want to record this. I’m going to go buy a camera, I’ll be back in about an hour. Be a good girl.” And with that, he leaves me on the bed, a vibrator on my pussy and my brain turning to mush.
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