Page 62 of Paddy

“I’d do such a better job with use of my hands, Daddy.”

“Oh, I'm certain you would. But right now, you're just a toy. And toys don't get the same privileges as people. Do you understand why I bound you?” I nodded, knowing I was in for a wild time.

“Mmm…yes, Daddy.”

“Perfect. Now shut your mouth and get to work,” he demanded, as he shoved my mouth onto his dick, forcefully guiding me up and down. He moaned, his fingers fisting my thick curly hair as I took him roughly. His erection rose in record time, a true testament to his strength and prowess. Tears welled up in my eyes, as he taunted me with a laugh, yanking me off his length with one sharp pull to my hair.

“All that dirty mouth is good for is sucking that cock and singing for me. Look at those gorgeous tears. Beautiful tears cried just from me,” he said, as he wiped the streams away with his thumbs. This close to my face, I prayed desperately that he'd kiss me, but instead, he ordered me back up, directing me back to the hook on the ceiling.

He used me. Then he used me again, my frustration driving me to a point of begging.

“Please, Daddy. I just want to come. I need some kind of release. I just need to feel. I just want to feel you.” He withdrew from my body, taking my chin into his hands as he taunted me.

“Mmm…such a pathetic little thing. Do you think you've earned the right to come?”

“Daddy, but I'm doing so good.”

“Yeah, but you could always do better.” Being all levels of desperate, I pleaded, finally reaching that level of madness.

“Please, please,please, Daddy, I need you so bad.” Fueling yet another laugh, my misery being the source of his entertainment.

“You're so precious when you beg. I'm gonna give you a chance to earn what you're asking for, but it's gonna take a few paddles across the arse.”

“Anything!”I cried. Within seconds he was grabbing for his instrument, the first smack across my ass causing a heavy sting.

“Tell Daddy you're a useless whore.”

“I'm a useless whore.”Whack.

“Tell Daddy your only use is to serve him.”Whack!It was harder this time, hardly giving me a chance to work up to it.

“My only use is to serve you.”Whack!That one I had felt in my core, the pain it caused made me cry out.

“Tell me you're only mine.” Tears ran down my face as I choked to catch my breath.

“Daddy, I'm only yours.”Whack, whack, whack!

“Say it like you mean it.” All of a sudden, it had felt like he had lost control. The slaps feeling vengeful, fueled with only rage and hate.

“Chamomile,” I cried, unable to take any more of his beatings. “Un-fucking tie me!” I demanded, as he did what I asked, his eyes full of regret when he reached out to me and I flinched from his touch.

“Pretty, I apologize. Things got carried away, and I wasn't being careful. You know…” he hesitated. “You know that I would neverintentionallyhurt you.” I reached for my robe, putting it on with a sense of urgency.

“Paddy, what the hell was that?” He shook his head, slapping his palm a few times across his forehead.

“I think it was just a bad choice of words. Words that dredged up feelings from our last serious conversation. About there not being a future for us. The thought of it… the thought of it just infuriates me.” This again.

“Paddy, you knew my situation when we entered this arrangement. Nothing's really changed since then.” His brows lowered, anger transforming his pretty face into something terrifying.

“What do you mean nothing’s changed. You weaved yourself into my heart, Pretty. That's what'schanged. I bared my whole soul to you. Shared with you all my flaws and fears, that's what's changed. Every morning, noon and night you're all I ever think about. I'm not even safe from you in my dreams. You know I ain’t afraid of dying. I've seen too much in my life to be scared of everyday things. But when someone took a shot at you from that stage, itfrightenedme. If I had been one second too late, I would have lost you. That’s what scares me. After me admitting all that, how can you say that nothing has changed?”

Paddy knew my how complicated my life was. I didn't understand why we couldn't just let it be. With Paddy, it was easy to just let the whole world in front of me slip away, but thinking of future just made things complicated. Splitting my family up? Putting Elijah through a divorce? Things were great how they were. Why couldn't we just exist like this?

“Paddy, I don't know what you want from me. I have a son.”

“Oh, how long are you going to hide behind that excuse? I love that kid like he were my own. It's like you just want things to be easy. You don't want to fight for something you feel like you might actually deserve.”

“You knew this was always meant to be temporary,” I argued, which only seemed to further infuriate him.

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