I scream. The combination of pain and pleasure is making my head dizzy.
"One," Daddy counts. "One for all the manipulation."
A sob tears from me, but quickly the next hit comes.
"Two. For all the lies."
The hits keep coming, and Daddy keeps listing things. My cock is leaking precum, painfully hard, and trapped against Daddy's thigh.
"Three. For not telling Daddy everything."
"Four. For thinking Daddy would leave you."
"Five. For leaving when all you wanted was to stay."
"Six. For breaking Daddy's rules several times so far."
"Seven. For doubting Daddy and his feelings for you."
"Eight. And final. For all the things you still carry guilt for, all that you've done, just so I could be by your side."
The last hit is the hardest, the most painful. Coupled with his last words, the intensity of his voice and his next command delivered right after the hit, "Let go."
It sends me over the edge, and I cum, writhing in Daddy's lap, the moans and screams stuck in my throat.
Tears are streaking down my face, and my body feels like jelly.
Daddy lifts me up easily and positions me in his lap. I don't even register the sting on my ass because my Daddy is massaging my cheeks.
"That's my good boy."
"Daddy…" I choke on the word as tears keep falling.
Slowly, he licks the tears and nuzzles my neck before pulling back and looking me in the eyes.
"Your punishment is over. For you and for me. Now it's time to let go of everything."
For a second, I panic. Is this our end?
"Let go of the past, of your guilt I can see written in your eyes, of your doubts that I'll ever leave."
"You… you're choosing me?"
"I do. And tonight I'll show you, make sure that once and for all you remember you'll always be mine, no matter what."
I throw my arms around his shoulders and attack his lips. I can't get enough. I never can.
It hits me why Daddy delivered this punishment. Because I needed it and so did he. We both needed it, just so we could be free of the last shackles of our past. Even if it seems too simple on the surface, it's not.
Daddy pulls back and throws me on the bed.
The crazed, dark look is back in his eyes. My whole body tingles with barely contained need.
Daddy makes a show of slowly undressing. When his boxers fall to the ground and he's standing before me naked, my gaze memorizes every part of his sinful body.
"Fuck. You're beautiful," I say.
Daddy crawls above me, looming over his prey, not taking his eyes off me.
