Page 53 of The Masquerade: Room 2

“Eight, Sir.”

I bring the cane down on her ass once more. “I want to hear you call me Daddy.”

Just the thought of it has me ready to shoot my load.

“Nine… Daddy.”

The cane is heavy in my hand, my desperation to touch her skin to skin so overwhelming. It takes everything I have to focus on the task at hand.

Again.

“Ten, Daddy.” Jesus Christ. I never indulge this kink. It’s always a footnote in a submissive’s training. A box I check off when I know if it’s something she likes or dislikes. But the way it trips off her tongue as she lays wide open for me, her ass a pretty shade of red—it drives me wild.

My little one is doing so well with her first punishment. She’s getting off on it, and it’s a glorious sight to behold. This moment right here is why I do what I do. Teaching a submissive comes with great responsibility, and it’s always been about assessing their needs and desires.

I rarely indulge my darkest kinks. It’s for the best. Growing up the way I did, I know I can’t lose control with a sub. It’s my duty as her Master to focus on what she wants as she prepares herself to be someone’s forever submissive.

With Freya—just the way her name sounds on my lips—it’s different. I crave her submission. I want every moan of pleasure to be mine. She’s breathtaking. Hearing her let go and call to me as she wishes might be the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.

The cane connects with her beautiful ass, reddening even further, my cock just as stiff, aching for release.

“Eleven… Daddy.”

I have to actively pace myself as I deliver the final lashes. Fighting the urge to rush it is something that never happens to me. When she speaks that last count, I drop the cane to the floor.

“Fifteen, Daddy.” My dick is the hardest it’s ever been, enforced by the sight of the woman before me.

Sliding my hand between her legs and moving her thong to the side, my fingers are slick with her arousal. Then, I lean over, pressing gentle kisses to her crimson flesh. “You are so fucking resplendent when you submit, little one.”

“Thank you…” She hesitates, her breathing labored. “Sir.” She’s unsure of herself now that her punishment is complete.

I round the table before slipping my hand under her chin, forcing her to look at me. “As I said, the rules are slightly different for a trainee sub. You may choose what you wish to call me. You will not be afforded that by any future Doms.” Just the thought makes my chest tighten. She’s mine.

“I…” Her shyness after what we just did is beyond adorable.

“Speak up for yourself, little one. You’re safe with me. Do as you’re told, and I’ll let you suck my dick.”

Her eyes light up, so I reach for my jeans, tugging the rest of the buttons open before reaching down and freeing my aching dick. Fisting the base, I hold her gaze, watching as she licks her lips in anticipation.

“I wish to call you Daddy if you are comfortable. If not, I am happy to call you Sir.”

“Say it with conviction, little one. There is no judgment in this room.” The exact opposite. I want to drop to my knees and beg her to call me Daddy, but I can’t. It wouldn’t serve her well in her training.

“I want to call you Daddy.”

“You’re such a good girl for Daddy. Now, open your mouth.” I run my hand through her hair, giving her some tenderness after she took her punishment without complaint. She does as I ask, opening those perfect lips.

I shove my jeans down to the floor before stepping out of them, standing naked before her in more ways than one.

Touching her lips with the head of my dick, I can’t take my eyes off her as I wrap a fist in her hair. “Suck Daddy’s dick, little one. And, be a good girl and swallow when I come in your glorious little mouth.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

As I slip my dick in, she wraps her warm lips around me, flicking her tongue over the tip. Fuck, I need to get myself under control before I come in three seconds flat.

“That’s it, little one. Now, relax your throat so you can take more of me.” She does as she’s told, moaning against my dick. Her mouth is too goddamn good. It was made to be fucked by me.

I push further until I hit the back of her throat, her gag reflex kicking in.

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