Page 5 of Crave

“This is what Daddy does when you’ve been a bad girl,” he says, in that low, menacing voice. More spanks. As I wriggle, he drops a firm arm across my waist to keep me in place. “This is what you need. Have you ever gotten the discipline you deserve, Kori?”

“Never,” I quaver, shuddering with arousal.

“Then we have a lot of making up to do for such a naughty girl.”

“No, Daddy, I’m good,” I moan, and it turns into a gasp when his big hand slides between my legs.

“What do we have here, baby girl? I’m feeling a very wet, horny little pussy. Don’t tell me you’re turned on by your punishment. Are you creaming yourself on my lap because I’mspankingyou?” Knowing fingers stroke my clit. I wriggle against him, angling my ass for more of his touch. I gasp when one finger gently probes my pussy, massaging the opening. “My, what a naughty little cunt you have.” Another slap reddens my ass, just as a second finger works into my pussy, penetrating me, opening me. “Aren’t you tight. Let me in, baby.”

I moan with need. More spanks rain down on the curvy cheeks of my ass. James’s hand on my pussy feels so good, and his hand on my ass stings so bad. I’m caught on a tightrope between pain and pleasure.

“Horny little girls deserve to be taught a lesson.” His voice is soft and dangerous. “Especially my little girl.”

My head bounces up. I peek over my shoulder.

“Oh really?Yourlittle girl? I’m yours?”

He breaks character for an instant, his face startled, then flooded with the sweet grin I know and love. It warms me with delicious heat, making me crave whatever he has to give.

Then his eyes narrow, and his words smolder.

“Absolutely. You came over. You put yourself in my hands. You’re offering your delectable body to me. Every inch of it, to toy with and punish as I please. I’ve been wanting you for months, never dreaming you would have such naughty, slutty,dirtylittle needs. You’re mine now. And do I ever have my work cut out for me.”

I’m panting, swept up in the current of his words. He’s offering so much, and I want it all.

One last smack lands on my ass. My panties are tugged over my ankles and tossed on the floor with my bra.

“Get up. Take your dress off.”

I rise unsteadily, soaked and excited. Shaking, I unzip my dress and let it fall to the cream-colored carpet. James grips my hand and leads me naked into his bedroom.

The curtains are drawn. The room is dark, with only a few flickering candles for light. He must have taken those five minutes to prepare too. Beside the bed is an oddly shaped padded table, covered in a soft cloth. I can’t stop looking at it.

“Lie face-down on the table, baby girl,” he says softly.

He helps me up. It’s something like a massage table — if a massage table had a dip where your knees go. My legs are below my upper body, but supported. My puffy nipples rub against the soft cloth. My toes curl, and I clutch the front of the table.

“Spread your legs. Show Daddy your pussy.”

I obey instantly, wanting him to see how turned on I am.

“Now hold very, very still.”

Rope, smooth but strong, quickly binds my wrists and ankles to the table’s legs. My elbows are bent, so I can lift my head and upper body, but the restraints don’t budge.

I’m a little scared, and it only sharpens my need. My pulse is pounding. Even though I’m tethered, I feel like I’m flying.

“Look at that luscious pussy.” A wet slap lands on my sensitive flesh. It strikes my clit, and I gasp. “Just begging to be filled.”

“Please, please…” I babble.

Something big and firm presses against my tight opening. His cock? No, it’s too hard. Too smooth. I buck as the toy pushes into me, but there’s nowhere to go. James twirls it, working it in and out one agonizing inch at a time. My pussy gets more and more slippery to accommodate the girth of the toy.

It’s probably no thicker than a cock. But the shape and the angle — and the many months since I’ve had sex — all combine to make it seem huge.

It’s so fucking good. So full.

“Good girl,” he croons. “Taking all of that in your naughty little cunt.” He strokes my ass, opening the rounded cheeks. “Now it’s time for you to really learn your lesson.”

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