Page 68 of Defended
"I was being a teenager," she said, a little sulkily, sounding a bit like she had that morning.
Kawan chuckled, tapping the base of the plug and making her squirm. "Not all teenagers are little sassboxes all the time you know. And even when you weren't being sassy, you weren't following directions either. You deliberately wandered off rather than meeting me where you were supposed to after using the restroom."
There was a moment of silence, since she couldn't really argue with that.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," she said, her voice sincere.
"I know you are, baby, but that doesn't mean your behavior can go unpunished." It wasn't going to be a very harsh punishment, more of an attitude readjustment. And then some fun for both of them.
His hand caressed her ass, sliding over the soft curve down to her pussy. With her legs slightly spread, he could see all the delicate pink folds, glistening with her arousal. He traced his finger through her sensitive flesh, teasing her wet heat, and grinned as he circled her clit and she moaned in response.
The cheeks of her ass clenched and then quivered, releasing, and he could hear her panting for breath again. If she'd tightened around the plug, it would have made it feel even bigger, and this was already the largest he'd used on her.
"I think a count of twenty is appropriate," he mused, as if he was just making up his mind on the spot, his finger still sliding around her swollen clit, teasing the little bud. Melody moaned in response, her bottom lifting up slightly, like an offering. "If you're a good girl and don't move out of position, it'll just be twenty with my hand. If you're a naughty girl and try to cover your bottom or stand up, I'll add five with the hairbrush."
"Yes, Daddy." Excitement threaded through her answer and Kawan wondered if she might be naughty just to see what the hairbrush felt like.
His mouth quirked. It was likely she thought he was going to go easy on her with his hand.
Well. It was simple enough to disabuse her of that notion.
SMACK!
She gasped, jerking forward, and then shuddering when she inadvertentlyclenched around the plug in response to the hard swat. Kawan didn't wait for the sting to sink in, he immediately drew back his hand and landed another stinging slap to the other side of her ass.
SMACK!
"Ow! Daddy, that hurts!"
"That's the idea, baby girl," he said, somewhat amused. "Naughty girls get real spankings."
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Although her feet danced in place a bit, making her bottom jiggle even more, she didn't stand or try to cover herself. The sound of palm meeting flesh was interspersed with her little gasps of pain. Dark pink splotches bloomed on her creamy skin, giving him nice pale targets to aim for next.
Kawan pressed his free hand against his throbbing cock as he watched her buttocks turning pinker and her pussy becoming even more swollen and creamy under the painful assault. He loved the way a well-spanked bottom looked, and Melody's was certainly a beautiful one.
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Now Melodyreallywished she'd been better behaved at the fair. At the very least she could have told Daddy that she didn't want to be a teenager. Her hips began to move up and down, trying to relieve some of the aching burn and also seeking out stimulation for her needy pussy.
Despite the plug filling her bottom, she felt achingly empty, and after Daddy had teased but not actually touched her clit, she wanted to rub herself against anything that she could. The angle at which she was bent over the mattress wasn't quite right but it was so close.
SMACK!
SMACK!
She'd already stopped paying attention to the count, too wracked with rising lust and the growing burn from her spanking to care. Heat and need flared inside of her as Daddy spanked her, the punishment fueling her passion. It hurt; he wasn't giving her a gentle spanking by any means, but it turned her on too.
The throbbing burn, the plug filling her most intimate area, made her feel decadently naughty and deliciously depraved. It didn't matter that it hurt; she was lifting her hips to meet each swat, the pain fulfilling her in a way that pleasure alone just couldn't satisfy.
When she moved to meet the next swat and it didn't come, she whimpered in disappointment.
"Good girl," Daddy said, and his palm came down to rest on her hot bottom. Not with a slap, but with a caress that made her moan as the pleasure and pain spun together inside of her. "We're almost done."
The slight sting of his hand squeezing her punished cheek contrasted sharply with the sudden, arousing stir of sensations when she felt him pulling at the plug again. This time he didn't just tease, he pulled until her anus was forced back open around the thickest part, making her cry out and shudder. Her toes curled; the feeling of being emptied, of the toy receding, stimulating her in an entirely different way than before.
Just as the plug had made her feel fuller than ever, the lack of it made her feel emptier than she would have thought possible.
