Page 44 of Daddy's Naughty List

“Daddy?” She didn’t struggle, but her wide eyes betrayed her nerves.

“Give me a color, baby.”

“Green.”

He smiled at her immediate response.

“Thank you. I’m proud of you.” He petted her calf above the makeshift rope. “And you’re going to tell me the minute you’re not green anymore, right?”

“I will.” She nodded vigorously. “Pinky promise.”

“That’s my very good girl.” Working quickly, he restrained her free ankle first, then both wrists, leaving enough slack that she could get free if she wanted to. Smirking, he sat back on his heels and surveyed his prize. “And this looks so much better.”

“I’m sad I don’t get to touch you, Daddy,” she said, pushing her lower lip out into a cute little pout.

“Next time.” He kissed the petulance from her face before returning his attention to her sweet core. “Delicious. My babygirl’s pussy is soaked. Just the way I like her.”

Susan

“Daddy, please.” She arched her back, trying to get closer to him. “I need you!”

She loved it when he ate her pussy but needed him inside her. She wanted to feel him stretch her, fill her…

Possess her.

“Please, what?” His lips twitched almost into a smile, but his eyes were serious. “Do you need to safeword, baby?”

Scowling, she slipped her hands from the loosely knotted ties, sat up, and crossed her arms over her chest. “For fuck’s sake, Walt! Finish me already!”

To her disgust, he burst out laughing and got rid of the ties around her ankles. “I know what I want for Christmas, sweetheart.”

“I’m afraid to ask,” she muttered, attempting to hide her blush. She’d never once said anything so rude to anyone, but it felt good at the same time.

Still chuckling, he flopped to his side and spooned her. “I want that as my ringtone. Say it just like you did and record it for me.”

Instead of replying to his ridiculous comment, she pressed her bottom against the length of his shaft and wriggled enticingly. “Ringtone later. I need you, Daddy.”

“Hmm. Sassy.”

Without warning, he flipped her to her stomach and smacked her bottom, just barely hard enough to sting.

“Ouch, Daddy!” She lifted her ass for another spank. “I’ll be good.”

“Uh, huh.”

The next caught the top of her thigh and she yelped, more from surprise than actual pain.

“Babygirls always say they’ll be good when they’re being punished,” he reminded her. “I suppose we’ll have to make sure you’re not sassy again.”

Before she could reply, he grabbed a few pillows and pushed them under her hips. “Much better,” he murmured as he stroked her warmed bottom.

Her core clenched, making her hope she wasn’t leaving a wet mess on the pillows rubbing so deliciously against her pussy.

“What’s better?” she finally managed to ask.

“The view of my target.”

He spanked her again, harder than before, and Susan moaned in pleasure. The man spanked her like he gave head, leaving no spot untouched, and without cease until she begged him to stop.

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