Late to Dinner (Part 7) [M37/F25] [D/s] [Daddy/little girl] [Spanking] [bondage] [blowjob]

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Daddy holds my waist as he walks me inside the house. He leads me to the bathroom and starts the shower and hands me my toothbrush. “I need that vodka smell off you.” He has irritability in his tone. I brush my teeth and then rinse my body in the shower. I come out smelling like vanilla lavender. When I walk out daddy has a towel ready for me and wraps it around, holding me close. Our faces are inches from each other and his eyes are hungry. He grabs a fistful of my hair and slowly pulls my head back and I let out a whimper. My towel drops and daddy is eyeing every inch of my body as if I were a puzzle he couldn’t solve.

“Mmmmm,” daddy moans as he still firmly grasps my hair. I don’t know what to expect, he’s right, I broke so many rules. I didn’t realize how disobedient I’d been until this moment. He has me naked and vulnerable as he’s standing over me still dressed from dinner. I reach my hand to begin unbuttoning his shirt. He starts shaking his head, which makes me pause. “You don’t get to touch me until I tell you to,” daddy snarls, and in the same motion picks me up over his shoulder into the bedroom. He sets me down at the doorway, walks over to the loveseat in the corner the room and seats himself. His nice thighs slightly spread aside, which makes me moan lightly.

“Crawl over to me. And don’t you look away from my eyes,” daddy says as he does this sexy eyebrow raise. It at all times makes my pussy melt. I make my way to the ground and begin crawling over to daddy never breaking eye contact. I smirk and I see him hiding a smirk himself. Once I make my way over to him, he pats on his thigh. I stand up and lean over his thighs with my ass sticking up. “I’m sorry for being a bad girl daddy. I know I should have listened to you,” I say in a lustful voice. Daddy starts running his hand around my ass, caressing it softly.

“Mmhmm. I don’t think you’re all that sorry.” I don’t even get to react before I feel his hand strike my ass making me squirm. He spanks me three more times and by the third I’m squealing. He then picks me up and bends me over the footrest with my ass facing him. I feel his hands wrap around my little wrists and pull my arms back then feel silk ribbon wrapping around my wrists. He has me tied up well as I try to move my hands aside with no luck.

“Stop making it worse for yourself,” he grunts. Just when I begin to catch my breath I feel my flogger strike my ass. Daddy’s coming from different angles and doesn’t stop. My ass starts to sting and my moans increasing get louder. “Daddy, please, I’m sorry. I know you know best. I don’t know what I was thinking,” I squeal.

“Shhhh,” daddy lets out loud and fast. He continues to strike me and my body is arching and contouring. Im not sure how much more I can take. “I will do anything to please you. I’ll cook you dinner for a week if you want me to,” I let out between my moans. He knows how much I hate cooking.

He pauses. “Dinner and deep throating my cock afterwards. Every night I want you on your knees and if I have to remind you to do either, I will have you exactly in this position again. He unties my hands and tells me to sit up. I sit down and look up at him as he’s standing over me. He holds my chin and tilts my head up rubbing his thumb over my lips. His thumb slips into my mouth and I feel him pressing down on my tongue. “This cute little tongue seems to get you in quite a bit of trouble,” he smirks. “Go ahead and reach for my belt. And let me see that troublesome tongue all along my cock.”

“Mmm. Yes, daddy.” I say as I unbuckle his belt and begin peeling down his pants allowing his cock to bounce in my face. Fuck. I feel myself starting to drip. I reach for daddy’s cock and guide my tongue in from his balls to his shaft to his head. My tongue swirling around the head of his cock as I look up at his nice chin. I tease for awhile until his hands reach the sides of my head steering my head forward until his entire cock is down my throat with my mouth to his pelvis. He doesn’t let up and tears begin running down my face as I begin gagging. He slowly pulls my head back allowing me to catch my breath.

“Good girl. Every night for a week. Just like that, except I’m not going to help you. Now go lie on the bed.”

NSFW: yes


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