Page 35 of Filthy Business
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I lay on his chest as we watched the movie. We had a blanket over us, and I sat between his legs. It started well, and I think he tried to restrain himself, but when his hands began to massage my breasts, I knew we wouldn't see the end of the movie.
“That’s not where it hurts, Daddy,” I said, pushing his hand toward my waistband.
“Oh, is it your belly?” he asked, acting confused but beginning to rub my stomach.
“A bit lower. In my special place,” I said, trying not to laugh.
“Ah, I have some special cream that will fix you right up,” he said, slipping his hand down my pants.“God, still no knickers. You need to come with a fucking warning label.”
I cracked up laughing, and the next moment I was flat on my back with him looming over me.
“You tried to trick me into feeding me and putting a movie on so I’d forget your punishment. Your tight little arse is getting plugged tonight.”
“Oh, no. Not the ass plug,” I said flatly.“Someone save me.”
“You won't be sassy when it’s my cock in your arse.”
“This is true. I really won't be able to sit in my chair at work,” I said, considering the logistics.
Tiny ass. Big cock.
He switched the television off and pulled me up from the couch.
“Come on. Let me introduce your arse’s best friend—lube,” he said with a chuckle.
Oh boy.
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“Baby, this won't work if you keep clenching your arse shut,” he said, gently rubbing my lower back.
“Why don't you show me it in yours first so I know it doesn't hurt?”
“You know that’s never happening, right?”
“It depends on whether you're a heavy sleeper or not,” I mumbled against the pillow.
He slapped my ass—hard.
“Ow! What was that for?” I hissed, rubbing the stinging flesh.
“Sass,” he said simply.“Now relax.”
It was a tiny rubber plug—probably no larger than his finger. I could do this.
“That’s it, baby. Let me in,” he groaned, voice thick with lust.
I clenched the pillows, biting my lip as I felt it slide in.
The things I did for revenge.
The whorehound was never getting him back.
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When I woke up to darkness but too much heat, I tried to pull away, only to find Daddy’s limbs flung over me. I pushed the covers off, sighing as cool air hit my body. Only then did I inspect the naked older man clinging to me in his sleep.
