Hunter chuckled, the deep sound rumbled in his chest. “I thought so, but you know what that means?” His voice turned serious.
“What?”
“It means that you lied to your Daddy, Angel, and that’s against the rules.”
“But.”
“No buts, Charley. You can’t lie to me, and I will never lie to you. That breaks the trust between us, and trust between a Little and her Daddy is important.”
“I’m sorry,” I whispered softly. I hated I disappointed him.
“Not yet, but you will be.”
Hunter didn’t give me time to ask what he meant. Instead, he captured my lips with his in a fierce, hungry kiss and rolled me under him. My body responded immediately. My legs opened for his hips, welcoming him to join his body with mine.
His cock was hard and slid along the length of my slick pussy, but he didn’t enter me. His right hand caressed my breast, and he fanned the stiff tip with his thumb, eliciting a moan from me.
I raised my hips, trying to encourage him to enter me, but Daddy wasn’t having it. He pulled his hips away and broke our kiss. I watched as he removed his hands from my body and stroked his thick length over my weeping pussy.
“Spankings make you burn hotter, Angel. So, I have to give you what you need, not what you want.”
I swallowed hard as I watched him continue to stroke his cock. My hand itched to reach up and touch the thick shaft that I loved pounding into me, but he stopped me from touching him.
“You’re not allowed to touch me right now, Angel. That’s your punishment. You have to watch Daddy take his pleasure without getting your own.”
My body was burning and melting like a candle beneath the flame. I wanted a release so badly, but I knew he wouldn’t give me one, so I closed my eyes against the image of him stroking himself to release.
“No, Little Angel.” His voice came out stern and husky at the same time. “Don’t close your eyes. Watch your Daddy find his pleasure, or I’ll have to add to the punishment I already have planned.”
I licked my lips and slowly opened my eyes. His hand rotated and stroked his shaft. The pre cum leaked from the tip, landing on my pubic bone, just over my pussy. I wanted so badly to touch or taste him. I wanted to feel his body against mine sliding into my slick heat.
Instead, Daddy grunted as his orgasm came. His cum sprayed across my torso and some even landing on my chin. My body ached and felt empty because I didn’t get the same release he did. I didn’t get his cum inside me.
I lifted my hand to wipe the bit of cum from my chin, thinking to taste him, but he stopped me with a firm look and a shake of his head.
“Go stand in the corner as my cum dries on you, Angel. You are not to touch my cum or your pussy. Do you understand me?”
He pushed back off the bed and let me sit up. I looked down the length of my body to see his cum splattered over my skin. It wasn’t fair, and I sent him a glare of disapproval as I pushed myself off the bed.
“This isn’t fair.” I muttered to him, letting him know exactly how I was feeling about his punishment. My body ached to my core, and he’d denied me the pleasure of his body and himself, the pleasure of taking mine. It was torture. When I reached for his discarded shirt, he stopped me again.
“Naked, Angel.”
Hunter swatted my backside hard as I walked by. I yelped, but the sting of his slap also made my pussy throb with more need, increasing the desperation I felt for him.
“It isn’t fair that your first punishment wasn’t even a punishment because you liked my hand on your ass too much. So, leaving your pussy quivering for release is your punishment tonight.”
I couldn’t deny his words, so I straightened my shoulders and went to the corner. The flush of desire I felt during our love play was still simmering deep within me, unsatisfied and achy.
His cum was sticky and warm on my body. Gravity had the fluid slowly sliding down my physique. The feel of his cum sliding over my skin made me shiver. My body was so sensitized by his touch and my lack of fulfillment. Everything around me felt more erotic.
I tried to concentrate on my breathing to calm my nerves. Deep breath in. Deep breath out. Count to five. Repeat. I must have done that twenty times before my body settled somewhat.
I heard Hunter walk into the connecting bathroom and start the water in the water in the bath. It was several minutes before he came back to the bedroom and summoned me to follow him.
“Come here, Angel.”
Daddy led me into the bathroom and toward the bathtub. There were little wisps of steam rising off the water’s surface.