Page 25 of Daddy's Justice

“I didn’t stop.”

“You didn’t stop. No, you sure didn’t. Did Daddy tell you to stop?”

“Mmmhmmm.”

“Try that again.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Did you stop?”

“No, I couldn’t.”

“I believe you could. I believe you didn’t want to. The problem is, when we are in battle, I need to know you will listen to me. If I tell you to stop, you will stop. My orders could be the difference between life and death, victory or defeat. If I tell you to drop, dunk or stop, I need to know you will do so. That is why I am going to impress that onto your behind when we get inside.”

We lay there for a second, the smell of our mating in the air, the sounds of nature around us. I wondered what she was thinking. I was serious about this. It was incredibly important for her to listen to me and to follow orders. It was literally a matter of life or death.

“Well, then, I guess we shouldn’t go inside.” She moved over me and straddled me.

I knew it would take very little for her to get me hard again, and as much as I wanted her to ride us both to orgasm again, we didn’t have time right now for it. Plus, I recognized her stalling tactic. I lifted her by her hips straight off of me and stood us both up. After tucking myself back into my pants, I stripped my shirt off and helped her into it before turning her to swat her behind firmly.

“Good try, little goddess. Good try.”

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