“Ye…yes, sir. Oh…oh, Daddy!”
“I want you to enjoy this as much as I do,” he said. “And, Coco, I intend to enjoy my dessert for a long, long time.” With that, he settled into his task, edging her to the precipice again and again, knowing that he could either allow her to obey or give her no choice but to fly off the cliff despite his orders. Whenever he felt her begin to tense, her sweet pussy tightening around his invading tongue, he’d grip her ass cheeks a bit tighter, reigniting the fire of her punishment. She was a writhing, arching, shuddering, babbling mess by the time his mouth hovered a fraction of an inch over her clit.
“Such a good girl. You may come, Coco. Come hard for Daddy.” With that order, he closed his lips around her pearl and suckled hard.
Her scream was magnificent, her back arching, her head thrashing as she splintered apart. He held her to him, not allowing her to relax, sucking, biting, licking her through another climax, this one harder and longer lasting than the first. Copious amounts of her cream flooded his mouth and soaked the sheets beneath her. Before she stopped spasming, he lifted himself and with a single thrust, buried himself inside her convulsing pussy. It was absolute heaven as he lifted her ass higher, burying himself balls deep at this angle. Stroke after stroke, he filled her, stretched her around his girth, had her crying out with each plunge. Her legs wrapped around his waist, their bodies one as he loved her. Driving hard and fast, pulling almost completely from her each time before burying himself deep once again, he could feel his balls tightening.
“Come with me,” he ordered, lifting her ass even higher. “I want to feel your pussy hugging my cock with your sweet contractions.” He gave several additional thrusts, grinding his pelvis against hers, his balls slapping against her upturned bottom. “Come, Coco, come for Daddy. Come now.”
She screamed again, her entire body convulsing, her pussy clamping down around his cock. God, she was so incredibly tight when she came and just as he’d ordered, her pussy’s contractions hugged every inch of his shaft, drawing his release and his cry from him as he shot jet after jet of his cum deep inside her. It was several moments before he allowed her bottom to hit the bed again, bending forward to give each of her nipples another lick, another suckle, another little nip.
Her legs slid from his waist to fall limply to the mattress. He smiled at the look of absolute satiation on her face. Yes, she’d been naughty but that had been addressed by a spanking and a paddling. Right now, she’d been the perfect angel, obeying his commands to come…and come…and come again. Moving up a bit further, he kissed her softly, swallowing her soft little mewls. Slipping from her body, he reached up and released the rings, smiling when she didn’t even attempt to move her arms as she was limp as a rag doll. He wasn’t even sure she was aware of her surroundings as he rolled her onto her tummy and pushed her hair off her shoulders to massage them. She moaned again as he soothed the muscles held captive by her restraints. Continuing, he massaged each of her arms and then her wrists as he removed the cuffs.
“Hmmm,” she sighed as he gave each wrist a kiss before returning to massage down her back. She only stirred the tiniest bit when his large palms began to knead her bottom. The skin was still slightly pink but he knew that by the morning, it would once again be pale. Giving each buttock a good massage, he then gave each a little swat.
“Ow,” she said but in a tone that told him that the smacks did nothing more than to wake her from her almost comatose state.
“It’s not time for sleep yet, little one,” he said.
“I’m tired, Daddy,” she said softly, her eyes closed, her words barely audible.
Dalton chuckled. One way to assure his little one rested was to give her multiple orgasms that had every molecule of her body seize and explode. “I know, Coco, but I have one more thing for you tonight.” She only gave another soft hum, once more on the edge of oblivion. Grinning, Dalton reached for more items from the nightstand. When the click triggered by opening the tube of lubricant didn’t even cause her to stir, he shook his head. His little one was obviously a bit further gone than he’d thought. Dribbling a bit of the emollient on his finger, he gave her an order he was sure would rouse her.
“Coco, reach back and open your cheeks for Daddy.” When she didn’t stir, he patted her bottom. “Baby, wake up and obey Daddy. I’d hate to have to give you another spanking.”
Unsure whether it was the pat or the threat of a spanking, he didn’t really care. Her eyes opened, her cheeks flushed and she gave a soft whimper even as her hands began to move.
“Please, Daddy…I don’t—”
“Be a good girl for Daddy,” he interrupted, not truly wishing to discipline her again that night. “I’m going to take your temperature.”
Small hands pulled her buttocks apart though her eyes snapped closed again. He ran his finger around her rim before applying a small dab of lube to the end of the thermometer. She whimpered as he slid it into her bottom but he didn’t hesitate to seat it deeply. While he waited for her temperature to register, he rubbed slow circles along her lower back, calming her. “That’s my girl,” he said softly, “such a good little girl.” He occasionally gave the long glass rod a twirl, pulled it out a bit only to reseat it, all to assure that Coco would not forget what was happening. Every move was accompanied by a soft sound but he knew that none were of pain or even discomfort. He also knew that was about to change. Withdrawing the tube, he read it, happy that her temperature read as normal. The moment the rod had slid from her bottom, she’d released her cheeks.
“No, Coco,” he softly chided. “Daddy didn’t give you permission to release. Open those cheeks again and show Daddy your little heinie hole.”
“What are you going to do?”
Her complete sentence, uttered with absolutely no hesitation, told him she was fully awake. “Obey me,” he said, not answering her question. With a sigh, she once more pulled her cheeks apart. “Wider please.” A soft whimper accompanied her obedience as he reached for the final item, giving it a very light coating of lube. He didn’t speak until he had the tip pressed against her tightly puckered opening.
“Loosen up, Coco. I don’t want you clenching. It will only make it harder and, young lady, it doesn’t matter what Daddy is doing, you will let me in, won’t you?”
“Ye…yes, sir.”
He almost chuckled knowing that though she’d agreed, she’d really prefer he not do anything. That choice had been taken away with her submission. Giving a little push, he watched her reluctant hole fight against the invasion. When she actually attempted to push his hand away, he gave a loud, exaggerated sigh, removed the item, took both her hands in one of his and then gave each cheek a series of hard, crisp slaps.
“No! Ow! Daddy, no!” she cried, her hips wagging as if that would keep him from his target. “I’ll be good!”
“I’m not interested in promises, young lady. I want obedience.” Her bottom was rapidly turning red, the swats assuring she’d be even more tender the next day.
“Please, Daddy! I’ll do it!”
“Do what?” he asked, slapping her bottom again, the flesh jiggling before stilling only to be set in motion again with his next swat.
“I’ll open!”
“Open what?”
“My cheeks!”
“And?”
“My…my heinie hole!”
“If I have to tell you again, I’ll be getting my belt. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir!” she wailed.
Releasing her hands, he was immensely pleased to see that they instantly went to her now reddened globes, yanking them apart. Picking up the plug again, he set it once more at her entrance. With its touch, her bottom lifted a bit, her obedience shown in the opening of her anus. He began to seat the plug, keeping it just barely inside as he watched her ring slowly loosen. “That’s better,” he said, pushing a bit more. He’d intended to simply insert the plug but with her disobedience, his plan changed. Every move forward was countered with a withdrawal, the plug sinking deeper each time and yet never settling. Her soft whimpers of discomfort became moans as her mind finally accepted the fact that her daddy was in control and that despite her wants, her bottom would be invaded at his will. Dalton fucked her ass with the plug a few more minutes, watching as her hips began to lift as if to follow every withdrawal. She might protest every single time, but his little one was definitely anal erotic. With a final push, he inserted the entire length of the plug. It was not a large one by any means, but she was still adjusting to any anal play. Giving it a final twist and a slight tug to assure it was well seated, he patted her bottom.
“All that fussing for nothing. Your ladybug looks so precious nestled between your cheeks. The wings are almost the same color as your hot little ass.” He didn’t mention that her facial cheeks were almost as red. Giving her bottom another pat, he said, “You may release.”
Once she had, her cheeks not able to fully close due to the large ladybug that decorated the end of the plug, assuring it wouldn’t slip fully inside her heinie, he stood and picked her up. “Time for bed,” he said, cradling her against his chest.