Page 94 of Daddy, Sir

He chuckled.

“Time for your plug and spanking, naughty girl. Maybe next time you’ll hold back some of that sass.” Keeping his finger hooked into the chain, he circled around her, making her turn with him before he sat down on the bed.

“Unlikely,” she muttered as he pulled her over his lap by her nipples, only releasing the chain once her upper body was hanging off his thigh, her breasts pulled down by gravity. Once he dropped the chain, it clattered down to brush against the floor and her chin.

She put her hands out in front of her, bracing herself against the floor to keep her balance better. Not that she thought he would allow her to fall. He had a firm grip around her waist with one hand, his thighs slightly spread to keep her atop his lap, but with her head hanging down like this, it still felt precarious, even if that was an illusion.

Ass high in the air, she moaned as he ran his hand over the mounds of her cheeks, fingers dipping down to briefly brush over the sensitive outer lips of her pussy. They tingled in response, her inner muscles clamping and pulsing against nothing, her body begging to be filled.

But she knew he was going to fulfill every filthy promise he’d made her.

Nipples had been sucked and clamped, but he still needed to plug her ass and spank it… then she was going to have to ride him.

Have to.

Fuck, she was going to ride the fuck out of him and enjoy every second of it. If he wanted to give her that much control, she was going to ride him until he was limp. If her legs would support her through that. While she was imagining how shewanted to ride him, he’d gotten the lube open and slicked up his finger, placing it against her bottom and rubbing the tip against her crinkled back entrance.

“I’m going to start with a finger or two, then I’m going to fill this pretty little ass with the plug before I spank you. Say ‘yellow’ if you need me to slow down or ‘red’ if you want me to stop.” His tone didn’t allow for any disagreement, and since his finger was currently pushing against the tight ring of her sphincter, Naomi wasn’t going to brat back at him. Timing was everything, and this was very much the wrong time.

“Yes, Sir, Daddy.” The words came out in a rush as his finger pushed in, stretching the little hole, making her forget what to call him at first.

He chuckled, sliding in deeper, and she squirmed on his lap as he stretched her, pushing his finger into her tight ass down to the knuckle.

“Daddy, Sir works too. I can accept that.” He twisted his finger inside her, making her whine, her muscles clamping down against him.

Her pussy was begging for some of the same treatment while her ass automatically wanted to try to eject the invader. It felt good, but not exactly quite in the way her body was craving. Her pussy was empty, empty, empty, her neglected clit throbbing in time with her overly stimulated nipples, and he was taking his sweet time.

Pulling back, his finger slid almost all the way out, then she cried out as he began to push a second one in beside it, stretching her further. The discomfort warred with her pained nipples for attention, and it was beginning to win as her nipples numbed and the burn of the stretch increased. She moaned, wriggling on his lap, her inner muscles squeezing and clenching in reaction.

His fingers moved back and forth inside her, stretching her, twisting and igniting the pleasurable nerve endings as fucked her ass with the thick digits. Naomi was starting to whimper, lifting her hip to meet the thrusts of his fingers when he finally stopped and pulled his fingers away. She sagged over his thighs, panting and waiting for the plug.

Chapter Five

Naomi

The tip of the plug pushed against her stretched hole, making Naomi whimper again. Drew’s fingers had loosened the muscles, but the plug was completely different. It was harder, and as it pushed in, it quickly became thicker. The tapered shape made it both easier and more difficult to accommodate—easier at first and rapidly more difficult as he pushed it inside her.

He moved it back, withdrawing slightly, to give her a moment to breathe before he started slowly pushing it back in. Something shifted in the sensation, and Naomi gasped as he twirled the toy, like he was literally screwing it into her.

“Daddy!” It was getting easier to say, and she could feel his cock jerk against her when she did, which made it more fun to say. With everything that he was doing to her, the control that he was making her lose, she liked knowing she was getting to him, too.

She leaned against him, rubbing herself on the rigid underside of his cock, as he pushed the plug in deep. There was a stinging ache as her bottom was forced to its widest point yet bythe thick bulb, then she relaxed as it pushed inside her, and the tight ring of her anus closed around the narrower stem between the bulb and the base.

“Good girl,” Drew said, tugging on the plug slightly, then pushing it in, mimicking what he’d done with his fingers, though it felt very different as her opening had to stretch for the bulb when he was pulling on it. His fingers had been close to the same thickness the whole way from tip to knuckle; not so with the plug. It added an entirely new dimension to the sensations. “You did such a good job taking this plug in your pretty little ass.”

Okay, she could really get used to the constant praise and dirty talk that he seemed to like.

Yes, Daddy, thank you, Daddy, keep it going, Daddy.

Definitely not a bad trade-off.

Letting go of the plug, his hand caressed the upturned curves of her cheeks, and she lifted her butt, offering it to him. He gave her a little slap, hard enough to make a smacking sound but not hard enough to truly hurt. Naomi squeaked, then shook her butt at him some more.

“Why are you getting this spanking, sweet girl?” he asked her, giving her another little smack.

“Am I getting a spanking?” she asked. “Feels more like someone is just tapping my— Ow!”

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

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