Page 52 of Daddy's Lesson

I sighed heavily as he went back to the blackboard. Crossing my arms over my chest, I watched as he wrote ‘Lesson Three: Daddy Knows Best’.

I barely refrained from the eyeroll that was begging to be set free as he turned a cheeky smile at me. A smile I got lost in. A smile I was quickly falling in love with. My heart rate picked up as he closed the distance between us.

“Any questions about this one?”

“I…” I swallowed past the lump that had formed in my throat. “I think it’s pretty self-explanatory.”

“You sure?” He hooked a finger under my chin and captured my gaze with his own.

“I think so.”

“Good girl.” He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my lips. “But just so I’m sure, I think you should wear a butt plug for the rest of the day.”

“Ugh.” I let my forehead fall against his chest.

“Daddy wants to train your bottom so that when its time for me to fuck your ass, you’ll be ready. You’ll thank me later.”

Without any further discussion, Lennon lifted me over his shoulder and took me to the bedroom. I knew better than to fight as the memory of him inserting the plug in the mall bathroom made my insides melt. I didn’t hate the plug at all. As a matter of fact, it was a huge freaking turn-on that ensured I was thinking about him and his promise every time I moved.

“Lose the robe and lay over the side of the bed, please.”

Eager to get this over with, I obeyed immediately, assuming the position he requested and hiding my face in the duvet. I listened to him move around the room, playing games in my head about what he was doing until I heard a weird sound, and my curiosity got the best of me. Peeking up from between my arms I saw he’d moved my free-standing mirror right next to the bed. When he caught me watching, he winked. How was he ridiculously adorable, over-the-top sexy, and relentlessly commanding all in one go? It was almost maddening. Almost. Except my body loved every second of it.

“Reach back and open those cheeks for Daddy,” he instructed once he and the mirror were positioned behind me.

“Are you serious?” I whimpered.

“Unless you’d like me to add some stripes from my belt to this beautifully marked ass, I suggest you not question me. What is lesson three, Zoe?”

“Daddy knows best,” I grumbled as I reached behind me to grip my bottom cheeks, burying my face deeper into the covers to try to convince my bed to swallow me alive.

“Good girl. Now I want you to turn your head sideways and open your eyes. You’re going to watch everything that is happening in the mirror.”

I barely held back the expletive that was on the tip of my tongue. I didn’t want to watch. I didn’t want to participate. Couldn’t he just get it over with already?

I didn’t say any of that, but it took me a lot longer to talk myself into doing what he was asking me to do.

“Do you need an incentive to obey, young lady?”

“No, Daddy.” I answered, flipping my head to the side and slowly opening my eyes.

“You will keep your eyes open and watch everything, do you understand? For every reminder I have to give you, you will earn a punishment that I will not be delivering until before bed.”

Having to wait for some random punishment all day was a punishment in itself.

“Yes Daddy,” I responded, determined to do what I was told.

“I know this is hard and awkward, so if you’re a good girl then Daddy will give you a reward before bed.”

“Yes, Daddy.” I smiled, comforted by the fact that he was acknowledging that this was difficult.

I watched in the mirror as he held up the plug and then the bottle of lubricant so that I could see it. My stomach clenched as he drizzled the lubricant on the plug before slowly lowering it to my bottom hole. Swirling it around, he coated me with the cold substance before applying pressure a bit at a time, so as not to overwhelm me. This was still such a new and awkward sensation. When he started to push a little more incessantly, I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning, and forced myself not to look away.

“Tsk tsk. Don’t deny Daddy any of your sweet noises. I want to hear it all.”

“It’s embarrassing.”

“I know. But it's just us. It's nothing I haven’t seen or heard before. You can do it,” he encouraged, giving the plug a wiggle.

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