Page 25 of Wilderness Daddy

“I said yes, dammit!”

I shake my head and sigh, peppering her bottom with those same intense meaty smacks. She’s twisting her hips and breathing heavily within seconds. My hand burns, but I kick it up another notch. Each spank echoes across the lot, but the sound doesn’t divert my attention from her little gasps, yips, and mewls. Her bottom’s turning a lovely shade of crimson and her resolve is crumbling.

“Tell me why you deserve this, Akari.”

Her answer starts with a garbled cry and her knees buckle. She adjusts, straightening quickly, but this time she places her hands on the floor instead of the seat. It puts her at a different angle, one that exposes her glistening arousal. My breath sticks at the sight of her swollen pussy lips and a rush of lust surges through me. I grit my teeth, ignoring my cock straining urgently against my zipper and take her arm.

“Akari, you better start answering my questions,” I warn, pulling her up to face me so I can see her. “You want to take this a step further? You want my belt to welt your pretty backside?” I pull her a little closer. There are mere inches between us. Akari shakes her head, a mixture of fear and hunger flashing in her dark molten eyes.

She swallows and I reach between us for my buckle. A strangled cry passes her lips and I’m unsure if it’s apprehension or excitement. I suddenly want to kiss her, to break her obstinacy with pleasure-torment, and tease her with my tongue and cock until the heat of her arousal melts her anger and she’s begging for mercy and release.

I pop the buckle and the belt loosens at my waist.

Akari’s eyes widen and she blurts, “I projected my anger on the wrong person—people.”

“And because you’re upset, everyone else should suffer as well?”

“No.” She glances away.

“You took our shitty circumstances out on them.” I wait for her to look at me. When she does I feel a zing in my middle.

My stare penetrates hers. “Who are you really angry at, Akari?”

She shrugs, so I punctuate this question by reaching around and swatting her fiery left cheek. Her eyes shoot back to mine and she reaches back to cover her ass.

“Don’t tell me, baby girl. Tell yourself.”

I reach around again this time with my left arm and take the hand she’s using to cover herself. I start swatting with my other hand again, left and then right, slow and steady, reigniting the burn on Akari’s ass until her face dawns with realization. And when it does, I begin kneading her hot, swollen cheeks, messaging and rubbing her malleable bottom, until her thoughts fully form.

“Okay, Landon. Okay.” The last word comes out on a gushing sigh as if all of her anger is expelled with it. “I get it.”

I don’t speak, just continue my ministrations until she slumps forward, burying her face in my chest. Her ass is hot, slightly swollen, and pliable in my hand.

“Have you learned your lesson, sweetheart?”

“Yes.” She looks up with glassy eyes. “I won’t take my frustrations out on anyone else.”

“Good girl.”

“I’m sorry.” The word is elongated on a whimper. She’s losing her iron-like control so I pull her against me tightly.

“Okay, baby, we’re all done. You’re my good girl.” I slide her panties up gently and tug her skirt down, giving her bottom a little pat.

Her sniffles pull on my heartstrings. “You’ve learned your lesson now, right?”

She nods against me, the heat of her upset soaking into my shirt. I know she’s not crying over the spanking I gave her. I’m positive it was just the catalyst to releasing the pent-up emotions she’s been carrying around.

After a few minutes the sniffles become further spaced out and she fidgets a little in my arms. I smooth back her hair and take her chin to tilt her face up. She looks shyly up at me.

“All better?”

“Yes. Thank you.” She bites her lip. “I think I needed that.” Her wet laugh makes my heart swell and I lean down to kiss her forehead.

“Yeah, you did. A daddy knows.”

“A daddy?”

“Shh, baby girl.” I pull her tight to my chest again. “Let me snuggle you a little longer before I take you home.”

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