Page 36 of Defended
Actually, he was lying about that. He'd never intended to use the smallest of the plugs—it was barely bigger than his finger and about the same diameter as the thermometer, but she didn't know that. Considering the direction she was taking the scene with her pleas and protests, he had a feeling that she'd enjoy feeling like she was being punished with a larger size plug.
Her eyes got even wider as her breathing picked up, making the chain resting on her stomach rattle slightly with the movement of her breasts. It was a beautiful sight. Her nipples were now a dark, dusky rose and swollen in the confines of the clamps, the pink folds of her pussy were glistening with the juices from her orgasm, and the skirt bunched around her hips and her thigh highs framed her bare pussy perfectly. Between her cheeks, he could see the little star of her anus, glistening sweetly from the thermometer's use.
It was a feast for any dominant's eyes and Kawan did his best to commit it to memory.
"No, Daddy, please, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"
"Then this will be a good lesson for you about saying things you don't mean," he said mildly, working lube over the surface of the rubber toy. In fact, he suspected she'd been testing him with her sassy response. Testing her boundaries.
He certainly wasn't going to disappoint her by letting her get away with it.
"Ooooh... Daddy..." She drew out the word, turning it into a moan as he pushed the plug against her rosebud. The first few centimeters sank in easily, stretching the little hole quickly, before he met any resistance. She gasped, pushing upward and away from the plug.
This time, instead of using his hand to hold her in place, Kawan leaned forward and lowered his mouth to her wet pussy. Melody cried out as his tongue slid up the center of her folds, tasting her sweetness. He pulled the plug out slightly before pushing it back in, working it back and forth while he began to delicately explore her pussy with his tongue.
She tasted liked sweet heaven and he groaned against all that decadent softness.
"Daddy... oh god... Daddy... ooooh... please..." Melody's hips moved up and down, trying to get more stimulation from his tongue and simultaneously pushing herself further onto the plug. The only way for her to get what she wanted was to also take the toy deeper into her tight little hole. It wasn't the worst predicament to be in, but it wasn't entirely easy for her either.
Especially since Kawan didn't intend to let her come again anytime soon.
In fact, he was going to make sure that the next time she came, it was on his cock.
* * *
The assaultof sensation was utterly sinful.
The burning stretch of her tightest hole trying to accommodate the plug wasn't enough to deter her movements. She could feel it going deeper every time her hips moved down, trying to get her clit closer to Daddy's tongue. It hurt, but it felt so good too. The urge, the need inside of her made the burn not matter as much.
Her body clenched and pulsed, her pussy quivering emptily even as her bottom was filled.
She was helpless against her Daddy's skilled oral assault, needy for more even as her tight ring of muscle protested against being stretched so fully. Melody writhed, her toes curling as the plug went deeper.
There was a sharp, cramping pain that made her cry out, and then it felt like the toy settled inside of her. Melody gasped for air. She felt much fuller than the thermometer had made her feel, making it seem as though there wasn't quite enough room in her lungs to breathe normally.
Or maybe that was just her growing need stealing her breath away.
Unfortunately, as soon as the toy was securely seated inside of her, Daddy lifted his mouth away from her aching pussy, licking his lips. Melody cried out in protest. It didn't matter that he'd already made her come once tonight, she was already desperate for another orgasm. Being partially, perversely, filled by the plug made her feel even wilder.
She stared at her Daddy in dismay, but he wasn't looking at her. He was undoing the straps on her ankles. Before she could figure out his next move, he had her feet out of the stirrups and she was flipped over so that her upper half was draped across the table, clamped nipples pressed against the surface, and her legs hanging down. Her toes just barely touched the floor.
"Daddy?"
"This is what happens to naughty little girls who come without their Daddy's permission."
SMACK!
The hard slap of his palm against her bottom made Melody squeal and jerk. Her nipples burned as the tortured buds rubbed against the table, the sensation almost too much to bear. The clamps had made them ultra-sensitive. At the same time, her bottom clenched around the plug, so that it felt even larger inside of her.
SMACK!
His hand crashed down on the other cheek and Melody threw her head back, shuddering as she cried out.
Her whole body was a confusing mix of sensations, a chaotic tumble of pleasure and pain and she was starting to mix the two up again.
SMACK!
Her bottom stung.
