Page 22 of Duke Daddies


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“One.”

“Two.”

“Three.”

“Four.”

“Five.”

“Six.”

I feel faint. Each blow hits a slightly different area of my bottom, with the sixth one angling across my pussy as well. It feels like the sensitive lips swell in response, throbbing from the pain and yet something about the lingering sting sets off my arousal as well.

It’s so wrong, and yet there’s nothing I can do to stop it.

The entire time, Nanny’s hands press on my shoulders, holding me in place for the awful punishment, and for some reason that has an effect on me too.

“There we go. Next time you are naughty, it will be ten.” The Duke’s hand rubs over my bottom roughly, making me whimper. “You need to learn to be a good girl, Betty. Now, Daddy is going to fuck your bottom to help you remember to be on better behavior tomorrow.”

I whimper at his words. Already?

I do not feel ready for his cock in my bottom, and yet there is no other choice.

Nanny stays right where she is, holding me in place, as the Duke moves around behind me. I can hear him doing something, though I cannot tell what it is.

Then something hard, and hot, and slick nudges against my crinkled hole. The tiny opening has been stretched somewhat by the plugs, but since Nanny did not replace one after my nap, it feels like it’s closed up again. The Duke’s hands grip my hips, pressing my lower body firmly against his desk, as if Nanny was not already holding me in place.

“I know it is hard being a good girl, but you will have to learn.” The pressure on my opening becomes stronger, the tip of his cock pushing inside and I gasp, feeling like all the air leaves my lungs at once.

The tip of him is not narrow, like the plug, and my tiny hole has to stretch quite wide for him to fit in. The slickness on his cock helps with the invasion, but it still hurts – even with the throbbing flesh of my freshly birched bottom all around, the ache of his cock opening me up is deeply felt.

“Ow, ow, it’s too big, please!”

“You’ll get used to it.” His fingers flex around my hips and he withdraws slightly, and for a moment I think that he’s actually listened to me despite his response, but then he thrusts in again.His cock slides deeper, making my bowels ache and cramp, the ring at my entrance clenching, muscles working to push him back out again, but it’s impossible.

If anything, he seems to enjoy my helpless cries, my shuddering responses.

He fucks my bottom with long, slow strokes, going a little deeper with each one until he finally is completely buried inside me, his body pressing against my hot cheeks. Even the feel of him against that sensitive skin is enough to make them flame anew.

“Tomorrow you’re going to be a good girl for your Nanny, aren’t you, little Betty?” he asks as he withdraws again.

“Yes, Daddy!”

He grunts, thrusting forward, making me cry out as I’m rocked against the hard wood of his desk, my bottom clenching around the rude invasion. Iamgetting used to it, but it’s still incredibly uncomfortable, though some of the cramps and aches have lessened as my body adjusts to its new reality.

“Because if you’re a naughty girl, what happens?”

“I get birched.” I let out a little sob as he keeps riding me through the questions, his cock sliding easily back and forth in my narrow passage, despite my body’s attempts to force him back out. Whatever he put on his cock to help it slide into my arse, it makes it impossible for me to get a grip on his hard length.

“And after Daddy birches you, what happens?”

“You fuck my bottom with your cock.”

Having to say it while he’s doing it makes my whole body tingle, but I am not getting pressure on any of the right places for a climax.

Instead, I am caught somewhere between the painful reality of my birched bottom being fucked by an overly large cock andthe strange excitement and arousal that threads through the discomfort.

Nanny is silent as she holds me in place, though I can tell that she is breathing heavily, watching Daddy ravage my bottom. I whimper and moan as he keeps fucking me, his thrusts coming harder and faster now, using my bottom for his pleasure. My own arousal grows, but when he slams into me, his cock pulsing inside me as warmth floods my insides, I am not close enough to climax with him.