Page 265 of Tempted By her Daddies

“Well?”

“Oh. Um . . .”

Smack! Smack!

“Yes, Sir!” she cried. “It turned me on!”

“That’s better.” He rubbed the sting into her ass before he began spanking her again.

Ten spanks later, he stopped to rub her bottom again.

“Why are you being punished, Pet?” he asked.

She took several deep breaths, relaxing over his lap. “Because I didn’t answer you, Sir. Or obey you before.”

“That’s right. You know that when you’re Pet and I’m Sir that you are supposed to do as you are told.”

“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry.”

“I know you like sucking on my cock, but there are times when you won’t be able or allowed to do that.”

“That just doesn’t seem fair, Sir,” she grumbled.

“No? You think that my dick should be at your beck and call?” he asked, amusement filling him.

“Well, yeah. I don’t think that’s too much to ask for.”

His poor girl.

She still seemed to think she had some control.

“I’m afraid that it doesn’t work that way, Pet,” he told her. “You only get my cock when I say you can have it.”

“That’s really sad,” she grumbled, making him want to smile again.

This was definitely what he’d needed.

A distraction.

But she was more than that.

She was fast becoming his entire life.

“Poor Pet,” he mock-sympathized before he started spanking her again.

This time he kept going until she was completely slumped over his lap, her breath coming in sharp pants.

Was she going to cry?

He had yet to see her cry and he had to admit that worried him. Why wouldn’t she cry?

Childhood trauma?

Something that had happened in her adult life? She spoke very little about either, only giving the barest of information.

“How are you doing, Pet?” he asked as he ran his finger up and down the seam of her ass.

“Well, I have a sore butt, Sir.”

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