Page 174 of Morally Gray Daddies

"That's right," he panted. "My naughty little girl. Now come for Daddy. Show me how much you love being whipped and used."

The combination of his words, his brutal thrusts, and his fingers on my sensitive bud pushed me over the edge. I cried out as an intense orgasm crashed over me, my inner walls clenching around Lord Adrian's cock.

"Good girl," he groaned, his movements becoming erratic. With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself inside me, and I felt the warm rush of his release.

For a long moment, we stayed frozen in that position, both panting heavily. Then Lord Adrian slowly withdrew, leaving me feeling oddly empty. His hand stroked my back almost tenderly.

"You did very well, Emily," he murmured. "Such a good girl for Daddy."

I remained bent over the bed, my legs trembling too much to support me. Conflicting emotions warred within me - shame at my submission, pride at pleasing him, and a deep, unsettling satisfaction that I didn't want to examine too closely.

Lord Adrian helped me stand up, and he took me into his arms. My Daddy still had all his clothes on: the contrast with my nudity sent a shudder of shame and need thrilling through my frame.

With his hand on the back of my head, he tilted my face back, and kissed me gently. I whimpered up into his mouth, because his other hand had taken firm hold of my bottom, his two middle fingers pressing the jewel on the mortifying plug inside my virgin anus.

When my Daddy broke the kiss and pulled his face back to look into my eyes, the still-hungry expression on his face made me swallow very hard. I bit my lip as I felt his hardness, wet with my helpless arousal, reawaken against my tummy.

“Daddy’s bad girl is so fuckable that she’s going to have to take him in her little bottom very soon,” he murmured. The rumble of the words in his chest seemed to shake not just my body but also the forbidden parts of my soul that Lord Adrian had uncovered and made grow so rapidly and so wildly.

So fuckable. It meant that my Daddy treasured me. He was a bad boy, and I a bad girl: that much had become completely clear. But in his blue eyes I could see it, even through the coarse dominance that so obviously aroused us both: affection. Love, even — or at least its beginnings. A bad boy who needed to serve as Daddy to a bad girl. Not a bad Daddy, though. A very, very good Daddy… for little Emily, anyway.

He put his hands on my shoulders and stepped away a little. I swallowed and let out a little whining sound between my closed lips as he pushed down, pressing me towards the floor.

“Little Emily is going to taste her sweet cunny, now,” my Daddy said. “The harder you get Daddy with your mouth, the sooner Daddy will come in his bad girl’s bottom.”

I sank to my knees again, my cheeks burning with shame as I realized what my Daddy meant. He intended to climax in my anus, however long it would take, after just having come in my pussy. I felt the roughness of the carpet again on my knees as I positioned myself between his legs. His cock jutted out proudly, still glistening with the evidence of my orgasm around it moments before.

"That's it, young lady," he murmured, his hand coming to rest on the back of my head. "Show Daddy how much you love the taste of your naughty pussy."

Hesitantly, I leaned forward and ran my tongue along his length. The musky, tangy flavor of my own arousal mixed with his essence made me whimper softly. Part of me was mortified, but another part — a part that seemed to have grown much too strong to be denied — found it intoxicating.

"Good girl," Lord Adrian praised, his fingers tangling in my hair. "Now take Daddy back in your mouth. You’re learning. Get me nice and hard for your punishment arse-fucking."

I obeyed, wrapping my lips around the head of his cock and slowly taking him deeper. The taste of myself on him was a constant reminder of my submission, of how thoroughly he had used me. As I bobbed my head, taking him as deep as I could, I felt him begin to swell and harden once more.

"That's it," he growled, his grip tightening in my hair. "Such a bad girl, but such a good little cocksucker for Daddy. It’s time.”

He pulled his hardness out of my mouth. “Kneel on the bed with your back to Daddy. Put your face in the covers, then reach back to spread your little bottom wide. Show Daddy your pretty plug.”

With trembling limbs, my face burning, I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself as my Daddy had commanded. I buried my face in the soft covers, my bottom raised high in the air. Reaching back with both hands, I spread my cheeks wide, exposing the jeweled plug nestled between them.

"Such a pretty sight," Lord Adrian murmured appreciatively. "My naughty little girl, all ready for her real punishment."

I felt the bed dip as he moved behind me. His fingers traced lightly over my spread cheeks, making me shiver. Then he grasped the base of the plug and began to slowly work it out of me. I whimpered at the sensation, my body clenching around it instinctively.

"Relax, young lady," he instructed firmly. "This will go much easier if you don't fight it."

I took a deep breath, trying to force my muscles to unclench. With a final tug, the plug slipped free. I gasped at the sudden emptiness, my littlest hole fluttering around nothing.

"Good girl," Lord Adrian praised. "Now, let's get you ready for Daddy's cock."

I heard the snap of a cap opening, and then felt cool lube being drizzled directly onto my exposed anus. Lord Adrian's fingers rubbed it around, then slowly pressed one inside me. I bit my lip to stifle a moan as my Daddy prepared me for my final defloration.

Lord Adrian worked his finger in and out of my tight opening, gradually stretching me. The sensation was strange — not quite painful, but definitely uncomfortable. I tried to focus on keeping my muscles relaxed as he added a second finger.

"Such a tight little bottom," he murmured. "Daddy's going to enjoy fucking it so much."

His words sent a shiver through me. Part of me was terrified at the thought of taking his huge cock in such a delicate place. But the dark region inside me had lit up again, as if in welcome, as hot as that idea made my cheeks.

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