Page 264 of Tempted By her Daddies

“Hmm. I’m thinking about it.”

She eyed him. “You could just forget about it . . . let me off with a warning. How about some lines? I’m good at lines.”

He had to hide a smile as he played with her nipple. He lowered the other cup so both breasts were easier for him to access.

He would normally torture her a bit with orgasm denial, but he didn’t want her to think that pleasure always came with punishment.

Salem placed her back on her feet. “Kneel, Pet.”

She slid onto her knees and watched him as he drew some things out of a drawer.

He did up his pants before sliding his chair back and patted his lap. “Up you come, Pet. Lie over my lap. We’re going to get your ass ready for your plug.”

A whimper escaped her and she hesitated for a moment.

He expected that. He waited.

Finally, she stood and lay herself over his lap. He moved her into a comfortable position, then slid her nightgown up over her ass.

“You have the most perfect ass, Pet,” he told her. “And it looks so pretty when it’s pink.”

He smacked his hand down on her right cheek and she let out a squeal. “Sir!”

“Yes?” he asked.

“I thought my punishment was the anal plug?”

“No, Pet. It’s not. Your punishment is a spanking and then the anal plug is just part of your training. I want to stretch you so you can take my cock here. Unless your limits have changed?”

She hadn’t put anal sex or play as a limit. But he was aware that she also didn’t have any experience with anal sex.

In fact, for someone who said she’d been to a BDSM club several times, she had little experience at anything.

It made him curious.

“No, Sir.”

“Good girl for being honest. I know you might be scared about what this will be like. Remember, you can always use your safeword if you need to. And there will never be any consequences.”

He felt her relax over his lap.

“But our play shouldn’t hurt you. Not if we prepare you right. Have you ever seen any anal play at the clubs you were at?”

“Um, yes, a bit.”

“Did it turn you on? Make your pussy go wet?”

Her breathing grew faster. He guessed that was a yes. But she didn’t reply.

So he gave her several sharp, hard smacks to the ass.

“Ouch!” she cried. “What was that for? Sir?”

Oh, she was lucky that she added that Sir on the end or she’d have been in even bigger trouble than she was in.

“What should you do if I ask you a question, Pet?”

“Answer,” she said.

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