Page 46 of Sugarplum

I bit my lip. His choice of words were so harsh, so kinky and I was getting a little turned on. I could honestly feel a pulse between my legs. I wanted to reach down and grab my pussy as it got a little wet but I held back and just waited for Dylan to give me further instructions.

“What kind of punishment daddy? What am I supposed to do?” I just had to ask so I knew what he had in store for me.

“Get on the bed sweetie,” he instructed. “Lie down flat on your belly. I’ll take care of the rest from there.”

I got onto the bed and did as he commanded. I rested my head on a pillow, put my hands behind my back and just waited.

Slap!

“Ow, fuck!” I uttered when Dylan suddenly spanked my ass. I felt the cheeks redden as the pain began to swell a little.

Slap!

“Fff-fuck,” I moaned out. I tried to keep my mouth shut before I got in trouble.

“Get up, get on all fours.”

I did so quickly. Was he going to fuck me doggystyle?

Before I could think of other insane ideas he grabbed my ankles and tied each to a corner of the bed. He also made sure my legs were well spread apart and that my knees were comfortable despite the position. I guess I wasn’t going anywhere. I don’t want to go anywhere. Fuck me.

Slap!

My ass was beginning to sting with each additional slap. I didn’t want to anger my daddy though so I shut my mouth and just waited. Fortunately, he did reward me. I felt his fingers grasp for my pussy and for a minute he toyed with my, softly playing with my pussy lips and soaking his fingers with my juices. It made coo and moan softly, almost in a whisper.

“Open your mouth,” he commanded.

I did so and as soon as my mouth was wide enough he inserted something strange. I at first thought he would again gag me with a ball but this was different. It felt like a claw that forced my mouth wide open. As soon as he locked it behind my head I understood why he made me wear it: he could slide his cock in my mouth at all times since it would be open and waiting.

My thoughts began to wander as I waited, hoping that his punishment might not be as bad as I kept imagining it would be. I still had no idea what he was going to do but judging from the open mouth gag he put on me I imagined he was going to fuck my mouth and throat. Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad. I’ve begun to like taking cock in my mouth and maybe -

“Aah!” was all I could scream through the gag when Dylan put a metal clamp down on my nipples. I wanted to scream as loud as I could. It felt like my nipple was on fire just from the pain and how shocking the amount of pressure was.

“Not done yet,” he exclaimed when he clamped another one on my right nipple.

“Let it sting,” he told me as he began to caress my back. I simply moaned and hung my head down as I felt the pain washing over my body. “We’re just beginning, baby. Remember, daddy punishes you if you fuck up. If you do your job well, daddy will keep rewarding you.”

You better reward me if I take this punishment well.

Slap!

I fidgeted a little when he slapped my ass again. I wanted to ask what he was going to do or to look back and see what he was doing behind me but I couldn’t. The gag and my position saw to that.

Fuck! My eyes shot wide open when I felt Dylan insert something into my pussy. He struggled a little as he had to push through the folds of my pussy but as soon as the object was soaked in my juices it began to slide in more easily. It felt like a little egg, about as thick as his cock but overall it wasn’t too big. It was quite comfortable to have it in me.

“Say ‘thank you, daddy,’” he commanded.

“Tank ooh, addy,” was all I could muster with the gag in my mouth.

“Now,” he said as he stayed behind me, just out of sight. “Let’s begin.”

We’re just beginning?

Smack!

“Fuuuuck!” I screamed. He slapped my ass again but this time with something much more painful than just his palm. It felt like a flogging crop or a belt. The sting from its impact was a lot more painful and sharper than with just his hand. It felt like my ass cheek was going to welt. With just one hit I felt like I was going to cry.

“Say sorry, baby slut,” he commanded.

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