“About…?” he prompted again.
“Umm, I’m sorry I lied about… about being turned on.” A warning tug at her hair urged her on. “I lied about being turned on by the idea of all those women being spanked. And I lied about not wishing I could be one of them. I lied… I lied about not needing to be punished.”
There was a hint of something in her tone, something almost desperate in her last sentence. “Do you need Daddy to punish you, babygirl?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered. There was no mistaking the desperate need in her voice now.
For a moment, he considered pulling back, forcing her to talk it out. But maybe… maybe this was what she needed. Maybe she wasn’t quite ready to accept her final punishment, but he could ease some of the guilt she seemed to be feeling.
Using his hold on her hair, he guided her mouth to his cock. Instead of letting her have her way, as he’d originally intended, he waited for her lips to part, then slowly forced himself into her mouth until her throat contracted around his length.
“That’s it, baby. Swallow Daddy’s cock. Show me what a good girl you can be.”
A soft whimper snapped what was left of his control. The sadist in him took over, and he fucked her mouth until she gagged around his cock. And even then he didn’t stop, he only pulled her away long enough for her to catch her breath.
That same desperation he’d heard in her voice filled her eyes as she looked up at him, tears leaking down her cheeks and mingling with the saliva pooling at the corners of her mouth.
“You’re a mess, babygirl. Such a naughty little baby, drooling all over herself.”
Defiance flashed across her face. Oh, she didn’t like that, did she?
Too damn bad.
Forcing her head back down, he fucked her mouth, her throat, until she gagged again. And while he used her, he spoke of how naughty she was, of how badly she deserved to be punished.
She didn’t outright fight him, she was too well-trained for that. But her head would jerk at every naughty baby and he’d have to force her back into position, choking on Daddy’s cock like the naughty girl she was.
It didn’t take nearly as long as he would have liked before his balls tightened and he emptied himself into her mouth. Without even being told, she swallowed every last drop, even going so far as to lick him clean before settling back on her haunches and looking up at him.
“I’m sorry I lied, Daddy.” Her voice was raspy from the abuse her throat had taken.
“And you did a very good job of showing Daddy how sorry you are.” He paused, watching her face light up with pleasure before he continued. “But I’m afraid your punishment is far from over.”
Excitement, fear, need. Dozens of emotions swirled in the depths of her eyes as his words registered. “Yes, Daddy.”