Page 107 of Daddies' Little Troublemaker

“You want to be a good girl now?” I ask.

“Yes, I’ll do whatever, just please fuck me,” she says.

“Naughty words for a little girl,” Lincoln says.

“I agree. I think she needs some more punishment.” I slap her pussy gently, waking up those nerve endings. It’s more of a pat than a slap, but she gasps—in shock, maybe a little outrage.

“Doll, are you feeling red, green, or yellow?” I ask.

“Green,” she says, but it sounds like a question.

Leaning to kiss her cheek, I say, “I need a real answer, Evie.”

“Green,” she says more firmly. “It’s green.”

Another light slap. She pulls against the restraints, making the swing move.

Lincoln grabs the chains to hold the contraption in place, then says, “Wait. While I’m standing here, may as well give our little girl something to do with her mouth.”

He pulls off his shirt, then unfastens his pants just far enough to take out his cock. Rather than shove it in Evie’s mouth, he holds it out so she can lick and suck it at her own pace. Good call—if he’s fucking her mouth and she’s restrained, it’s too hard for her to use a safe word if she needs one.

I continue slapping her lightly, teasing. She twists her hips as much as the swing will allow, as if trying to chase my hand and the sensations it’s offering to her.

I slap her again, a little harder this time.

She pulls her lips away from Link’s cock long enough to say, “Daddy!”

“That’s right, doll. I’m your daddy.”

Sharp slaps punctuate her moaning. Lincoln reaches down to fondle one of her breasts, pinching the nipple through the lacy fabric of her bra. He grabs the key pendant and uses it to tease her even more. She’s arching her back as much as she can, and gasping around Lincoln’s cock.

I take pity on the poor girl, lower to my knees, and lick her clit.

Her body goes rigid and she pulls off Link’s dick to wail out her orgasm.

I don’t wait—I unbutton my jeans, free my cock, and stand up to press it inside of her. Her pussy milks me as her orgasm continues, and I have to breathe hard so I don’t come along with her. Fuck, it’s way too soon for me to come, but she feels so fucking good.

Lincoln examines the swing while I remain buried in Evie’s cunt. Evie looks up at me with wide eyes—the blue looks almost black in the club lighting.

“Did you like having your pussy slapped, doll?” I ask.

She shivers, and her cunt squeezes me tight. “Yes, Daddy. It hurt a little but I liked it.”

“I knew you would.” I reach forward to trace the outline of her bra cups. “You know we always take care of you, because you’re our little girl.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

“The pleasure is ours,” I say, before yanking down her bra so I can look at her breasts. Her nipples are hard, and I give one a pinch, enjoying the reactive squeeze of her cunt once more. I could do this all fucking night.

“I’m repositioning the swing,” Lincoln says, tugging on one of the handles. “I want to take our girl’s gorgeous little ass.”

I quickly pull out of Evie so we don’t accidentally break my dick, and help Link get the swing set up so that Evie is less reclined and more upright. Her cunt and ass are at the perfect height for Link and me to use.

“My ass?” she says. “It’s been a while since…”

“Since we last did it,” I say. “Don’t worry, Daddy Lincoln will be gentle.”

“I will, Evie, I promise.” He brushes her blond hair to the side and nuzzles her neck before getting the lube I’d set to the side.

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