I glared at him and felt the brat within me stir. Daddy watched me intently, enjoying the show of his bratty little bunny, tossing up between total submission and being a bad little brat. I glanced at the cane and felt how tender my thighs were already. I so desperately wanted to submit. I wanted to lay there and take it like a good little submissive but I knew I wasn’t that well trained yet and I knew Daddy enjoyed the game of breaking his little brat far too much.
My bound hands lifted up in a spur of the moment decision and I smacked Daddy on the back. “Screw you!” I yelled in frustration, excitement and pure desperation.
I was desperate for Daddy to break me in and Daddy knew it. I wanted him to hurt me so I could finally submit and have the weight taken off my shoulders.
“Don’t you fucking dare!” Daddy yelled. His voice grew serious and cold.
I knew I had pushed him to this new level and felt my body curl into him, desperate to show him my obedience. Daddy lifted the thin black cane up and licked my thighs in rapid succession. He pinned my legs still as I wriggled and cried. Over and over, the black canes lashes echoed in the room. Just as Daddy was nearing the end, he picked up the riding crop and laid four nice smacks on top of my pink, welted skin. I sniffled and bit my lip, holding back tears as the heat from my punishment travelled all over me. I rolled over onto my stomach in shame and Daddy smacked my bottom with a firm hand.
“Daddy didn’t tell you to move little girl.” I whimpered and rolled back over into position. My eyes closed, refusing to look at the big bad Daddy who had just taught me a lesson or ten.
Daddy lifted my upper body off the floor and gently pulled me into him. He cuddled me softly, stroked my hair and then moved so he was sitting on the couch and I was sitting against his legs, my head in his lap and my punished thighs on display.
Daddy stroked my hair soothingly and said “Good girl. Good girl for taking your punishment. What do you have to say to Daddy?” He asked as he then pulled my bound hands into his lap, hovering right above his now undone trousers.
Daddy pushed my hands slightly into his crotch and let me feel for his cock through the fabric.
“I’m sorry Daddy for being a bad girl. Thank you for punishing me Daddy and for helping me to become a better submissive.”
Daddy smiled down at me and kissed the top of my head. “Good girl. Now come and service Daddy’s cock. Show him how sorry you are little sub.”
I blushed but nodded eagerly. My hands fumbled with the button and Daddy kindly assisted in pulling his cock out of his jeans. I couldn’t help but lick my lips as I looked at it. It was 8.5 inches, thick and a bead of precum covered the tip.
I felt my obedient self hesitate and I looked up at Daddy for permission, “Daddy, may I please suck your cock?”
Daddy nodded and stroked my cheek with his finger. “Good girl for asking. You may suck my cock little one.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. My lips wrapped around the head eagerly and I sucked with a sense of hunger. Bobbing my head up and down as my spit dribbled down the shaft. My hands pried apart whilst bound in the ruby red rope to put Daddy’s cock in between them so I could stroke his cock whilst I continued to suck.
Daddy groaned slightly as his cock went deeper down my throat. “Such a greedy girl aren’t you?” I nodded and didn’t stop for a moment. “So hungry for Daddy’s cock aren’t you?” I nodded again and Daddy took a handful of my hair in his grasp. “Say, ‘I’m a cock hungry slut for Daddy.'”
I blushed slightly but responded obediently, “I’m a cock hungry slut for Daddy.”
Daddy smiled and pushed my head back down as his cock filled my mouth. I gagged and spit dribbled down my chin. My eyes watered as I tried to take more and more of Daddy’s thick cock. Daddy closed his eyes in bliss and I felt his hips lift as he began to slowly fuck my little mouth.
“That’s a good girl. Suck it nice and hard for Daddy. Mmm… good little slut.” I went as deep as I could, gagged and pulled back almost instantly and felt Daddy chuckle and moan at the same time.
“Awh, what’s wrong little girl? Is it too big for you sweetie?” He teased and slapped his cock on my face.
I blushed deep pink and felt the embarrassment ignite my pussy once more. Daddy grinned as if he could read my mind.
“I bet that made your little cunny even wetter didn’t it?”
I looked down at the floor, too ashamed to look Daddy in the eye but Daddy knew how to handle little sluts who enjoyed humiliation.
“Look at me little one. Tell Daddy how wet your cunt is.” I looked up and licked my lips,
“I’m soaking wet Daddy. I can feel my juices dripping down my thighs.”
Daddy smiled and said, “I think I need to have a look for myself. I need to inspect the body that Daddy owns don’t I little girl?”
I nodded eagerly and Daddy stood up from the couch, lifting me by the ropes I was still attached to and positioned me so I was bending over the arm of the couch. My heart pounded in my chest and my wet panties clung to me as Daddy spread my legs apart for inspection.
Daddy flipped my dress up and rubbed my bottom soothingly. “I’m looking forward to spanking this bottom in front of all my friends on Saturday night little girl.”
I whimpered as nerves filled my stomach like little butterflies. It would be my first time at a kink event and Daddy had intended on debuting some impact play on my ass. My mind filled with thoughts of what was to come until I felt Daddy’s fingers brush against my pussy.
I moaned and my body reacted instantly to his touch. “Oh Daddy, yes yes please.” I begged.
Daddy smiled and tutted his tongue. “Such a little desperate slut aren’t you sweetie? Can’t control your cunny can you?”
I buried my head into the grey fabric of the couch and nodded. “I’m a little desperate slut for Daddy… I can’t control my cunny and that’s why Daddy owns my body.” I confessed innocently.
Daddy pulled my panties down my thighs and I winced as the fabric brushed against my welts and quickly forming bruises. “Oh little girl… your panties are soaked. You’re so filthy princess… so turned on by your punishment I bet.” I lay still and silently begged Daddy to rub my aching pussy. I wanted to feel a finger inside me. I wanted Daddy to feel how tight, wet and hungry my cunt was for him. I wanted Daddy to know that I was all his. My bottom lifted slightly off the couch and my legs spread in a desperate attempt to be touched by Daddy and just like that, without me having said a single word at all, Daddy chuckled and said, “Don’t you worry little girl, Daddy will take care of his property. I’ll look after you little one. That’s what a Daddy Dom is for after all.”