Thefinal stroke landed right across both sit spots, the sharpest one yet.
“Ten!” Junie wailed, her hips bucking hard before she forced herself still again. Her bottom was now a deep, mottled red, the distinct lines of the belt clearly visible from the top down to the tender crease where bottom met thigh. She was crying in earnest now, soft, hiccupping sobs shaking her shoulders as she kept her hands obediently in place.
Tanner set the belt aside and ran his warm palm over the heated, striped skin, feeling her flinch and then lean into his touch despite the sting. He could see every line the leather had left, a clear map of her punishment. His hand on her lower back stayed steady and possessive.
“Breathe, babygirl,” he murmured, voice gentler now but still firm. “You took that well. We’re not finished yet, but you’re doing good.”
Junie sniffled, her voice thick with tears. “It hurts so much, Daddy…”
“I know it does.” He gave her bottom a slow, deliberate squeeze, making her gasp again. “And you’re going to remember how it feels every time you sit down for the next couple of days. That’s the point.”
He let his fingers trace one of the darker stripes, watching her shiver. Then he gave her a light pat that still made her wince.
“We’re moving to the bench next.” He squatted down behind her and tugged her panties down to her ankles. “But first, let’s get rid of these. Step out.”
Once she had lifted first one foot and then the other, Tanner tossed her panties aside, stood and helped her up before guiding her to the spanking bench. “Bend over, hands in front of you.”
He secured her wrists with soft leather cuffs, just tight enough that she felt held. Then he moved behind her, placing his hand on the small of her back.
Tanner kept his palm on her lower back for a long moment, feeling the heat radiating from her striped bottom. She was still bentover the bench, sniffling softly, her thighs trembling. The vivid red lines across her skin made something move inside him. She had taken her punishment beautifully so far, but he wasn’t finished with her yet.
He gave her bottom a slow, deliberate squeeze that made her groan. Then he reached between her legs and found the base of the plug still nestled inside her. He gave it a gentle tug, pulling it partway out before pushing it back in with steady pressure.
Junie moaned, her hips jerking.
“Sensitive, babygirl?” he murmured, doing it again—slow, deliberate strokes with the plug, fucking her ass with it while she whimpered and clenched around the metal. Her pussy was already glistening, slick coating the insides of her thighs from earlier. He kept working the plug in and out until her breathing turned ragged and her hips started rocking back against him.
Only then did he ease the plug free completely and set it aside. He reached for the small wooden box on the nearby table and opened it. Inside, nestled in soft velvet, were three graduated training plugs—each one thicker and longer than the last, with smooth, tapered shapes designed for exactly this purpose.
Junie turned her head slightly, eyes widening when she saw them. “What… what are those, Daddy?”
“Training plugs,” he said, picking up the smallest one and coating it generously with lube. “They’re going to stretch this tight little hole of yours so you’ll be ready to take my cock. We’re going to start small and work our way up. By the time I’m done, you’ll be open and slick and aching for me.”
She whimpered, a mix of nerves and undeniable arousal in the sound.
Tanner moved behind her again and pressed the smallest plug against her well-lubed entrance. It slid in easily after the previous one, but he still took his time, working it in and out in shallow thrusts while his other hand reached between her legs. He found her swollenclit and rubbed slow circles over it as he fucked her ass with the small plug.
Junie gasped, her hips twitching. “Oh… Daddy…”
“That’s it.” He praised her, running his hand along the curve of her ass. “Feel how your body is already trying to pull it deeper?”
He kept the pace steady, one hand working the plug while the fingers of his other hand stroked her clit and occasionally dipped lower to push two fingers into her dripping pussy. Her juices were flowing freely now, coating his fingers and running down the insides of her thighs in shiny trails. Every time he thrust the plug deeper, her inner walls fluttered around his fingers.
When he felt she had taken the smallest one comfortably, he eased it out and reached for the next size up. This one was noticeably thicker.
“Deep breath, Cupcake.”
He worked it in slowly, giving her time to adjust. Junie whined and rose onto her toes, but she didn’t pull away. Tanner rewarded her by pinching her clit between two fingers and rolling it gently while he pushed the thicker plug all the way in.
“Good girl,” he growled. “Taking it so well for Daddy.”
He left that one seated and went back to playing with her—rubbing her clit in firm circles, fucking her pussy with his fingers, and occasionally reaching up to tweak and tug on her nipples until she was panting and dripping even more. Her thighs were shiny with her arousal, and every time he moved the plug inside her, she let out these soft, desperate little sounds that went straight to his cock.
By the time he removed the second plug and reached for the largest of the three, Junie was trembling all over. This one was substantial—thick enough that she would feel every inch as it stretched her.
“This is the last one before me,” he told her, coating it thoroughly. “You’re going to take it like my good girl. And when it’s out, you’re going to take Daddy’s cock in this tight little ass.”
She whimpered again, a hint of real nervousness in her voice now. “Daddy… it’s so big…”
