Page 187 of Tempted By her Daddies

“Now, where were we? Oh yes, your naughtiness.” As he spoke, he drew off her pants and panties. She was now completely naked.

Her heart was racing as he moved his hands up the inside of her thighs, parting her legs. Her breathing grew faster.

“Easy, Bunny. Remember, at any time you can use your safeword without repercussions. Understand?”

She nodded.

He cupped her pussy with his hand and a small whimper escaped her.

More.

Please, more.

Then he parted her lower lips, studying her. Slowly, he ran his finger over her clit.

A shiver ran over her.

“Cold, Bunny?”

“No.”

He smiled. It had a slightly wicked look to it. “You are so beautiful, my bunny. Fragile yet strong. Capable yet vulnerable.”

Did he really see her like that?

“But also a bit naughty. Which I like. I like that you show me your sassy side. You know I’ll take care of you, don’t you? Even when you break the rules.”

“I wasn’t in danger.”

There went that eyebrow again. The thing had a mind of its own. It seemed to be the harbinger of doom, for her bottom anyway.

“No? You were running so fast and hard, so lost in your mind that you didn’t even hear me calling out to you.”

“You called out to me?” she asked, shocked.

“Several times. It’s dangerous to ignore the signals your body is sending you. You were sweating, getting dehydrated, losing electrolytes. Your muscles were likely burning, lungs heaving for air, and you didn’t register any of that. So, tell me, how long do you think you would have kept running before you stopped and gave your body what it needed?”

“I . . . I don’t know.” And she didn’t. Because she hadn’t even realized how long she’d been running for.

He was right. She hadn’t registered any of that. So would she have pushed herself too far?

Maybe.

He slapped his hand down on her pussy, making her cry out. The pain was mixed with pleasure and she didn’t know which one was going to win. Then he soothed her by cupping her pussy again.

“Stay where you are. Don’t move.”

She watched as he walked back to the fridge and grabbed an electrolyte drink this time. She wrinkled her nose and shook her head.

“What is it?” he asked.

“I don’t like those.”

“You don’t like this flavor? I have others.”

“No, I don’t like any of them.”

“Hmm, well you need to get some electrolytes back into you or you’re going to feel like shit. Drink half of this and I’ll go lighter on your punishment.”

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