“Too bad, my little runaway.” Smiling down at me, he pulls the thick leather strap over my stomach, securing me to the changing table. “Daddy promised you a punishment you would never forget, and that’s what you’re getting.”
No matter how much I whine or plead or cry—and I do all three alot—nothing deters him from filling my bowels with the warm water of the enema. And by the time he carries me to the bathroom to empty that water into the toilet, I’m already a very sorry Little girl.
And Daddy is just getting started.
As soon as I’m out of the bath and all dried off, he carries me back to his bedroom where he sits on the edge of his bed and flips me over his knee. “All right, little one. Let’s get this bottom prepared to take Daddy’s cock tonight.”
“Daddy, no! Please, I’ll be good forever and ever, I promise!”
But nothing deters him. Spreading my bottom cheeks with one hand, he squirts a cold liquid onto my exposed hole, making me squeal in response. His thick finger probes that forbidden opening, forcing me to open for him.
“It makes me so happy that you chose to stay with us, my sweet baby.” Completely ignoring my whimpers and whines of protest, he pushes his finger deeper inside me, stretching my already sore hole with a pinch and burn. “But it’s time for Daddy to claimallof you, so that you always remember exactly who you belong to.”
“I remember, Daddy, I remember!” Humiliation washes over me, mingling with the burning pain of having my bottom stretched open for his thick finger.
“Do you?” Now he pumps his finger in and out of me, mimicking the act he has planned for later. “Did you remember who you belonged to when you tried to run away from meagain?”
“I wasn’t running from you,” I whisper, my voice already thick with tears even though he hasn’t even spanked me yet. “I thought I was saving you. And our family. I thought I was doing the right thing.”
His finger withdraws from me and a moment later something much thicker and harder presses against my entrance. “You listen to me right now, little girl.” The hard thing pushes inside me, stretching me even wider than his finger and I gasp as the pain becomes almost more than I can bear. “It is Daddy’s job to protectyou. I understand you were worried, but if you had waited ten minutes like I had told you to, you would have known that I had a plan and I’d come to an agreement with the sheriff. Everything was under control, but you didn’t trust me enough to take care of you, and you almost got yourself killed trying to take matters into your own hands. And thatwill nothappen again. Am I making myself crystal fucking clear right now, Melanie Brynne?”
Guilt settles heavy in my chest. Because he’s right. I didn’t trust him to take care of me, and I made things so much worse than they needed to be. “Yes, Daddy.” Tears are falling freely down my cheeks as the thing in my bottom settles into place, my hole closing around the narrow neck but my bottom still feeling so very full. “I’m sorry.”
“I know you are, baby.” Daddy pats my bottom gently. “I want you to go stand in that corner and think about everything we’ve discussed while I go wash my hands, and then we can have breakfast.”
On my feet, I swipe at the tears streaming down my face. “Aren’t you gonna spank me?”
“I am. Later.” Gripping my chin, Daddy’s serious eyes meet mine. “But breakfast first. You’re going to need your strength for what I have planned for you, my naughty little runaway.”
Axel
It’s adorable,watching her cheeks flush with embarrassment as my Little girl shifts from foot to foot in front of me. No doubt the plug is very uncomfortable, which is exactly how I want it. I want her mind on me and my discipline every second of the day until I finally claim that sweet little bottom with my cock.
Forcing my expression into stern lines, I point to the corner. “Go, Melanie Brynne, before I decide you aren’t taking this seriously and you need to eat breakfast on a red-hot bottom.”
That gets her moving. With a shocked little yelp she hurries over to the corner and wedges herself as tightly into the crevice as she can. Satisfied she’ll stay where I’ve put her, I take my time washing my hands before returning to the bedroom.
I sit on the edge of the bed and watch her fidget in the corner. What a beautiful sight she makes, my pretty Little girl with all her round curves and that cute little plug peeking out from between her bottom cheeks. My cock is already aching, desperate to be inside her.
And, well, I’m not the one being punished, now, am I?
“Come here, Melanie.”
Turning away from the corner, she hurries over to stand in front of me, her cheeks still bright with embarrassment. “Yes, Daddy?”
“On your knees.”
She obeys with almost comical haste, dropping to her knees in front of me, her head tilted up and her dark eyes wide with expectation. Tugging my cock free of my pajama bottoms, I grip her hair, holding her in place while I guide the thick length between her lips.
Pleasure arcs through my veins as she takes all of me into her warm, wet mouth and I don’t bother to hold back my groan. “That’s it, baby. Just like that. You take Daddy’s cock so well, my pretty, pretty girl.”
Her eyes light at my praise, even as the head of my cock bumps the back of her throat and she chokes around the length of me.
“Good girl,” I growl as I fuck her mouth, her throat spasming around me, squeezing me so tightly my vision goes dark around the edges. I’m feral for her, this beautiful Little girl on her knees in front of me, and it takes every bit of self-control I have not to simply let go and fuck her with abandon.
That will come later, when she takes me in her pretty little bottom for the first time.
For now, I settle for slow, measured strokes. For the feel of her warm mouth around me until the pleasure finally overwhelms me and I pour every drop of my cum down her throat.
