“Bend over daddy’s lap.”
Definitely fucking done for.
20
SPANKING CAN BE CATHARTIC FOR BOTH PARTIES
Beingthe good girl that Jessa is, she immediately follows direction. I’m not even mad at her for breaking the rules, it was clearly out of a possessiveness—of me—and I can’t deny that I enjoyed it more than I’d like to admit. Leo has gotten so pushy with me wanting to be involved with his wife, and I’m glad we finally squashed that. It’s clear that Carmen is feeling some sort of way about it, and Leo is too fucking selfish to even notice.
Jessa slides over my lap, my right hand gliding down her spine and squeezing her ass. Her torso is flat on the sofa and her cheek is pressed against the leather as she shifts her weight, getting comfortable.
Her legs are resting on the side of the couch, and I’m just giving her time to situate herself and find a position she likes. Her wiggling in my lap doesn’t help how hard I am, but I can be patient.
“Are you comfortable, baby?”
I swat her ass playfully. She tilts her head to the left, her right cheek pressing against the leather as she smiles at me.
“Yes, Daddy.”
Her hands are pressed against the cool leather, and I’m slowly sliding up her dark red dress. I knew she would look fantastic in it.
“Do you need me to hold your hands or are you going to be a good girl?”
“I can be good.”
“I know you can, you’re such a good girl for daddy. You told them who you belonged to, didn’t you?” She nods her head and licks her lips. “Do you want everyone here to watch me spank you, show them that you’re mine, and only I can give you what you need, kitten?”
“Please.”
I’m rubbing the back of her thighs and watching as her high heel-covered feet slightly twitch with each touch. My fingertips drag along her soft skin as I finally peel the material over the curve of her ass. She’s wearing a black lacy thong and I hook my finger under the waistband and drag it past her ass and down her legs. I pocket the lingerie and continue my gentle touches of her skin.
I take a moment to look up and notice multiple sets of eyes on us, including Carmen and Leo. I’m not sure what possessive part of me Jessa has woken up, but I feel the need to show them that I don’t share, and that I won’t be shared anymore.
“You’ll tell me if it’s too much?” I check in with Jessa, her big brown eyes still on me as she licks her lips and nods. I swat her playfully again, and she smiles.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Ten for breaking a rule, and then we can get your good girl spanks.”
“Okay.”
“Do you like counting?” I ask her, and she shakes her head no. “Okay, one.” I rear my hand back and it meets her right ass cheek with an audible smack. Her flesh pinkens and apparently the sound was loud enough to garner more attention from the crowd. I can’t help the smirk that takes over my face.
Part of me feels guilty for liking this so much. I shouldn’t like hitting Jessa for gratification, let alone in front of others. When I look down at her face, she gives me a small smile and nod, letting me know we’re good and she’s enjoying herself. I’m not sure she could possibly be enjoying herself as much as I am.
I get the view of her perfect ass and every motherfucker in this room wishing they were me, or her.
My next strike is in the same spot I already pinked. Her ass jolts up slightly, and her nails scratch at the lounge below her, begging for purchase. Her mouth is parted into a pretty ‘O’ shape, and she’s moaning.
I want to test her limits and see how far she wants me to take it. My hand connects with the same spot so hard her ass bounces, and the previously pink spot is now turning a darker shade, nearing red.
She whimpers but nods her head. “Thank you, Daddy,” she says, and I can’t help but grind my hard cock against her stomach.
“Such a good girl.” She moans at the praise, and I have to shake out my hand. The last slap made me ball my hand into a fist and then release it. When I see people looking at me, particularly Leo, it looks like they think my hand just hurts from how hard I spanked her.
I hate to admit that insecurity, especially since I’m the one in charge right now, but Jessa needs me to take care of her and control this situation. My hand cannot become a problem—not here.
I knead her tender flesh for a moment, giving my hand a break. She’s pushing her plush ass into my hands, begging for more, and as much as I want to play with her pussy and see how wet she is, I told her the consequences, no matter how adorable and well-founded her rule breaking was.
