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“Who’s pussy is this?”

It was hers. Right?

Then it occurred to her what he meant. She could feel herself growing red.

“Who does this pussy belong to?” he said. “And remember, I don’t like to repeat myself.”

“Yours,” she whispered.

“I can’t hear you.”

“It’s yours.”

“What a good girl you are.”

Oh wow. Oh man. She swore every time he called her a good girl; her body went into overload.

“Mine. My pussy. My girl. All. Fucking. Mine.” He nipped at her neck and then sucked. Holy crap. Was he trying to mark her?

That was primal. And crazy.

And for some reason, she was so here for that.

When he drew back, her skin throbbed.

“All mine.” He ran a finger back and forth along the slit of her pussy.

“Please, please.”

“Please what?”

“Please let me come.”

“But this is punishment. You don’t get to come during punishment.”

“Nooo,” she cried. “This isn’t fair.”

She tried to close her legs, but he gave her inner thighs a light slap. “Be a good girl, sit still and take your punishment, and it will be over soon. But be naughty and this will go on for longer.”

He was so mean.

But she forced herself to remain still as he tortured her. At one stage, he raised his finger to his mouth and sucked on it greedily.

She whimpered. That was so hot.

“Good girl. You’re being so good. I’m going to bring you back down slowly now. Shh, I know. You’d like to come. But it wouldn’t be much of a punishment if Daddy let you do that. Now, would it?”

He moved his fingers back to her thighs, running them up and down the sensitive skin. She wanted to throw a tantrum, to demand he put his finger back on her clit. But she was aware that wasn’t going to work. If anything, that was likely to get her punished more.

At least she could take a shower later and take matters into her own hands.

“Watch the TV. That’s a good girl. You’re being so good. I’m so proud of you for taking your punishment so well.”

Her breathing came in harsh pants. If his aim was to calm her down, then he was failing spectacularly.

“My pretty baby. So sweet. You taste delicious. I can’t wait to get my tongue in your pussy. To lick all your juices. Would you like that? Would you like Daddy to eat you out?”

“Yes,” she moaned, leaning her head back on his shoulder.


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