“Not personally, but I get how you could feel that way.” I remember the crude way boys would talk about girls when I was in high school, particularly any girl who committed the sin of being interested in sex.
“And then you-know-what happened, and everyone was looking at me and talking about me. It was torture. With you, I feel so seen. It’s scary.”
“And you still said yes when I came around and bullied you into being in the video.”
She gives me a sidelong look. “Everything’s so strange right now. I guess I have a weakness for…”
Say it’s me.
Tell me it’s me you have a weakness for, Dree.
Because I have such a weakness for you.
“For being scared.”
“You’ll just have to get used to it,” I tell her.
“Being scared?”
“Being…” Mine. “The object of my affection.”
She smiles against my lips, and kisses me once, twice. “Is that what I am? That’s lovely.”
My kinky, aggressive affection. As I cup her cheek, she angles it into my palm and whispers, “I love your hands.”
Then I’ll put them to their best use. Sitting down on my bed, I pull her across my lap and drink in the sight of her ass in those cute satin shorts. I pull them down a few inches, and then a few inches more, taking my time with her. Running my fingers down her cleft and squeezing her plump cheeks.
When I have her exposed, I curl my fingers into her hair and squeeze, making her wince, and her breath pick up. “Daddy wants to spank you, baby.”
She nods, sinking further over my lap in total surrender. I’ve never had a girl do this for me before and the sight of her is intoxicating. I take a handful of her and squeeze, and then follow it with a hard smack. She jumps in my lap, and then relaxes again with a sigh.
That sigh goes straight to my dick.
Squeeze. Smack. Squeeze. Smack. Soon her ass is bright red and her body is heating up over my lap. As her thighs clench and relax I see moisture beading around her pussy. This is goddamn heaven.
“Open your legs, Dree.” She inches them open as much as she can with her shorts still around her thighs. “You’re so obedient like this. Good girl.”
She moans in response, as if words are too difficult right now.
“And how does it feel to be told good girl?” I purr. Her body arches up off my lap, like she could come from hearing those two words. “You want to do what I say, don’t you?”
She nods, her cheek against the blanket. It’s not even a question anymore. Dree’s sunk into a warm, safe place where there’s just me and what I’m doing to her. She’s completely, utterly under my control.
“I’m going to spank you six more times,” I tell her. “Hard ones. Can you take those for me?”
Dree moans again, and she writhes in my lap. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.” I slide two fingers along her pussy, and she spasms as I say those words. With the flat of my palm, I strike her ass, making her flesh quiver. It has to hurt, but she barely jumps or tenses up.
“I could do anything with you right now, couldn’t I?” I murmur, spanking her again, even harder. Testing how much she can take in this hypnotic state. Fuck, this control is perfect. I draw it out as long as I can, rubbing my thumbs over the spot I’ve just hit each time. Just two more. Any more than that and she’ll have bruises tomorrow, and the skimpy little outfits she gets around in might show other people what I’ve given her. I find myself baring my teeth at the thought. I want everyone to see my marks on her, at the same time that I want to jealously guard her from prying eyes.
I just want them to know.
Even more, I want Dree to admit it.
Show Daddy you’re his, I think, finishing off the spankings and driving two fingers into her pussy. Dree gasps and lifts her head. I yank the shorts off and down her legs, and spread her wide. My beautiful girl with her spanked ass and my fingers slamming into her pussy. Fuck, yes.
Fucking hell, yes.
She yelps and cries out as I bear down on her G-spot. It’s barely another minute before she shatters in my arms, her tight channel powerfully squeezing my fingers.
I give her about a second to recover, and then I grab her round her throat and pull her face up to mine. “The way you make me feel. It’s addictive.”
My mouth claims hers in a savage kiss.
Dree reaches for my belt, but after the long day and the going over I just gave her, she’s exhausted. I strip the rest of her clothes off as well as mine, and get us both beneath the covers.