Page 246 of Daddy's Naughty List

A strange look crossed his face. It was as though his eyes were smiling, but his mouth stayed stern.

He led her across the dungeon to a sturdy wooden spanking stool, the varnished surface gleaming under the dim lights.

"Bend over, babygirl," Ben instructed, his voice low and commanding. "Daddy wants to make sure you remember this lesson."

A shiver of anticipation danced down Louisa's spine as she kneeled down and draped herself over the stool, the cool wood pressing against her heated skin.

“Time for restraints now. Can’t have you squirming.”

Ben's hands were on her then, his touch firm but gentle as he secured soft leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles, immobilizing her. Louisa's heart raced, a heady mix of nerves and excitement coursing through her veins.

"Such a good girl, taking your restraints so well," Ben praised, running a soothing hand down her back. "Do you know why Daddy is giving you this extra punishment, Lulu?"

Louisa nodded, her cheek rubbing against the smooth wood. "Because I am a greedy girl," she whispered, a blush staining her cheeks.

"That's right, baby. And what happens to greedy girls who break Daddy's rules?"

"They get spanked on their bare bottom?" Louisa asked hopefully, squirming a little in her bonds.

"Good girl." Ben's approval washed over her like a warm caress. "Now, let's get these panties out of the way, hmm?"

Slowly, torturously, he dragged her tights and her cotton panties down her thighs, baring her buttocks to the cool air of the dungeon. Louisa whimpered, feeling the throb of her earlier spanking reignite under Ben's molten gaze. She knew that with this act, everything had shifted between them yet again. They weren’t just playing any more. This was serious. She was in here, with her, her what? Her boss? Her colleague? Her new best friend? And now, he was looking at her naked sex. Which, as it happened, was very, very wet.

"So pretty," he murmured, almost to himself. "My beautiful babygirl, all pink and squirmy for her Daddy."

Louisa keened softly, arching her back in a wordless plea. She needed his touch, craved the sting of his discipline and the heat of his desire. She felt wild, wanton, utterly lost to the needs he'd awakened within her.

The first smack took her by surprise, a sharp burst of pain-pleasure blooming across her right cheek. Louisa gasped, her fingers curling around the edge of the spanking stool as she braced for more.

Ben found a rhythm then, his broad palm rising and falling in a relentless tempo that had Louisa writhing and mewling in her restraints. Each spank seemed to light her up from within, stoking the embers of her arousal into a raging inferno.

"That's it, baby," Ben growled, his breathing ragged as he painted her bottom with stinging heat. "Take your spanking like a good girl. Show Daddy how much you need this."

Louisa could only sob and shudder in response, her skin singing with sensation as Ben thoroughly punished her bare bottom. She'd never felt so alive, so attuned to every nerve ending. It was almost too much, yet she never wanted it to end.

After several more intense spanks, Ben's hand slowed and gentled, rubbing soothing circles over Louisa's reddened skin. She whimpered at the change in sensation, her body trembling as the pain ebbed into a deep, throbbing warmth.

"Shh, there's my good girl," Ben crooned, his touch tender now as he caressed her heated flesh. "You took that so beautifully for Daddy. I'm so proud of you, Lulu."

Louisa felt herself melting under his praise, a soft, needy sound escaping her throat. She was floating, lost in a haze of endorphins and desire. Nothing existed beyond this moment, this connection between them.

Ben's fingers drifted lower, teasing along the slick seam of her sex. Louisa jolted at the intimate touch, a moan tearing from her lips as he circled her swollen clit.

"Look at you, baby, so wet and desperate," Ben marveled, his voice rough with want. "Is this all for Daddy? Are you ready to be a good girl and come for me?"

"Yes," Louisa gasped, straining against her restraints as she sought more of his touch. "Please, Daddy, I need . . . I need. . . "

But before she could voice her desperate plea, Ben's fingers withdrew. Louisa keened at the loss, her hips bucking helplessly as she chased the elusive promise of release.

"Nuh-uh. Not yet, little one," Ben chided gently, stepping back to survey his handiwork. "I think you've learned your lesson for now. But Daddy needs to know if you're ready to take our dynamic to the next level. This is just the beginning, sweetheart. There's so much more I want to show you, to teach you. Do you trust me to guide you deeper into this world?"

"I . . . I trust you, Daddy," she whispered, meeting his intensity with a newfound determination. "I want this. I want us. Please, show me everything."

A slow smile curled Ben's lips, and Louisa's insides clenched in anticipation. "That's my good girl," he purred, his praise warming her from the inside out. "I'll take care of you, Lulu. I promise."

Ben leaned in, brushing a single, chaste kiss to her swollen lips before unfastening her wrists. As the leather straps fell away, he carefully pulled up her panties and tights, then scooped her trembling form into his arms, cradling her against his broad chest.

"Shh, it's alright, babygirl," he soothed, carrying her to a plush, velvet chaise lounge in one corner of the dungeon. He settled her against the pile of pillows, tucking a blanket around her shivering form.

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