“You have a very nasty habit of using words that are not appropriate for a Little girl,” he lectures as he palms the soap, rubbing it between his hands. I only have a moment to wonder what he’s doing before he runs his soapy hand over that thick length in front of me. Despite knowing I’m in big trouble, there’s something undeniably erotic about his ink-covered fingers stroking his huge cock. “But don’t worry, kitten. Daddy is going to wash all those dirty words right out of your mouth.”
Ohfuckno. Clamping my lips together, I shake my head. Absolutely not. Spankings, bottles, getting dressed up like a child is all fine. Well, not fine, it’s weird as fuck, but I can handle it.
But this?
Hell no.
One dark eyebrow raises as Evander strokes his cock, covering it with a layer of suds. “Lucas, it seems as though our little one needs a bit of encouragement. She’s being very uncooperative.”
To my right, Lucas sighs, a moment before the belt tightens around my neck. Now it does cut off my air, the thin leather digging into my skin. “I told you not to fight it, little one. Your Daddy doesn't tolerate defiance. Open your mouth and I promise it will all be over soon.”
No, no, no.I refuse as long as I’m able, until the edges of my vision go black and my lungs burn from the lack of fresh air. Desperate, I force my lips open and immediately the belt loosens, allowing me to breathe again.
As soon as I drag in a clean breath, I snap my lips shut. And again, the belt tightens, depriving me of oxygen as I struggle to hold out for as long as I can.
Maybe if I keep this up, obeying just long enough to get my breath, they’ll eventually give up. Somewhere in the recesses of my mind I recognize the thought for the delusion it is, but right now delusion is all I have.
So I open my mouth, prepared to snap it shut again the second they allow me to breathe. But apparently my captors have caught onto my game. Because Lucas doesn't loosen the belt, not right away. He keeps me there, my vision wavering, my lungs burning, until Evander steps forward and shoves his soaped-up cock between my lips.
The acrid taste of soap fills my mouth as the constriction around my neck finally eases. Instinctively, I breathe in deeply through my nose—and immediately gag as my throat begins to burn.
Gripping my ponytail, Evander holds my head in place as he slowly moves his hips forward, his cock running over my tongue, coating it with a taste that is both soap and him, a taste that makes me gag all over again, drool slipping down my cheeks as he fucks my face.
“You have been a very naughty kitten,” he says, almost conversationally, as if he isn’t choking the very life from me with his monster cock. “Swearing at Lucas, at me. Being rude. Calling your Daddy a jackass. The next time you’re tempted to use such filthy, grown-up words, I want you to remember this punishment. I want you to remember the feel of Daddy’s cock in your throat, the taste of soap on your tongue. I want you to remember, and I want you to think very, very carefully about whether or not what you’re about to say is worth the punishment you’ll have to endure.”
Fuck me. My father was in the Navy, and as the saying goes, he cussed like a sailor. Not that he was around all that much, but I certainly picked up some very bad habits during the little bit of time I spent with him growing up.
Now, I’m very much regretting not learning to curb my language sooner. Everyone from my friends to my employer have tried to get me to stop cussing so much, without success.
Then again, none of them triedthisparticular method, either.
My throat constricts as his cock slides deeper into my mouth, cutting off my air even more effectively than the belt managed to. More spit slips from my mouth, making a mess all over my clothes. And to my horror, tears fill my eyes, sliding down my cheeks to mingle with the drool and soap.
Pulling free of my mouth, leaving me gasping in his wake, Evander grips my chin, forcing my head up to meet his dark gaze. “Are you going to be a good, sweet kitten for me, Natalie?”
My throat is too raw for words, so I nod as much as I’m able with him holding my chin and he smiles. But it isn’t a kind smile. It’s a smile that promises all manner of horrible, wicked things.
“Good. Because if you continue using such naughty language, I’ll have to get mean. Close your eyes.”
Terror grips me at the command, but I’m far more afraid of what he will do if I disobey, so I force my lids to close. The belt remains tight around my neck as he releases his hold on my chin and I strain to listen for any sound that might tell me what’s happening.
And then I hear it. The familiar slapping sound of a man jerking himself off, followed by Evander’s grunt. And, a moment later, the hot, sticky feel of cum splattering across my face.
Cupping my cheek in his hand, he runs a thumb through the stickiness coating my skin, rubbing it in. “Good little kittens get to swallow Daddy’s cum. Naughty little kittens do not. You should consider yourself lucky that I’m feeling so magnanimous this afternoon. If I have to repeat this punishment, I may very well decide to come in that tight little virgin asshole instead.”
He can’t possibly know I’ve never…
But even as the thought crosses my mind, I know it’s true. Evander Hawthorne, one of the most lethal men in the United States, possibly the world, knows everything there is to know about me.
And that makes him dangerous in a way that chills me to my very bones.
Evander
Never have I seen a sight so sweet as my little kitten kneeling before me, my belt around her throat, her face a mess of tears and drool and cum. She is beautiful chaos, and she is allmine.
“Lucas, would you mind starting the bath for my little one? With the eucalyptus salts to help with her welts.” She’ll still feel them, especially with the diaper on, but she looks so helpless and tiny at my feet, and the sight tugs at my heartstrings enough to offer her a bit of relief.
Lucas, my oldest friend and confidant, crouches down to unwind the belt from around her neck. There are marks there,mymarks, from where the leather and metal bit into the skin on the side of her neck, and even though I just came all over her face my cock stirs to life as I tuck it back into my pants.
