“Yes, Daddy, yes.” I can’t hide the excitement in my voice. Since I’ve been here, I’ve told him about the one thing I’ve loved to do since I had an art class in second grade.
He’s given me pastels, watercolors, acrylic paints, and promised me a set of oils, which, clearly, he’s ready to give me.
My bottom still burns with his handprint as he spreads me apart. The tip of his finger traces around the tight circle of my entrance, the slick gel swirling a deep, dark fear within me.
“Oh god…” My voice shakes as the pressure from the glass plug begins to press, slowly, firmly, as the grip of his fingers pulls my cheeks apart.
The slick gel almost pulls the object inside of me. It pierces my ring of muscle as Daddy applies steady pressure, as his steady, warm breathing comes from above. The spicy, familiar scent of his cologne soothes me as my body shakes. I fight off tears because it feels so good.
And it shouldn’t.
“Mmmmmm…” I bite down on my cheek. The metallic flavor of blood spreads over my tongue as I choke on a scream.
“Good girl. Deep breath. The more you tense, the more uncomfortable it will be. You are opening so very nicely, my sweet angel. Daddy is so pleased.”
I moan as he pushes harder. The taper goes from small to large, and my body feels like it is being spread much farther than the size of the plug. My fingers dig into his legs as I try to breathe deep, my eyes wide as I gulp air and try to swallow my growing fear.
“Please, I can’t take anymore… Please stop—”
“Your body can take far more than you think. The plug is going inside, I assure you, your ass will stretch. Keep breathing, baby. This is happening whether you like it or not.”
Just as I think my body will tear apart, Daddy pushes one last time, and the plug tears at me, then in that moment of intense fear, the smallest part of the plug slips inside, and my body grips tightly around the intrusion.
It’s inside me, and I’m alive with a wild mixture of pain, fear, and shameful arousal that draws my skin tight. The muscles in my back jerk and tighten like a weaver knotting a rug.
I gasp, letting out a deep breath of relief. It is a bizarre sensation, a paradox of something so hard, and yet so smooth that feels so shamefully arousing, deep in a shameful part of me.
Daddy’s hands twirl the object, sending a wave of decadent desire through my body. He shifts, and my body melts onto his lap. It feels so strange to have a foreign object inside me in such an intimate way.
“Tell the truth. I can do anything to you I like, isn’t that right?”
I hate that I nod so quickly, and his seductive chuckle makes the wetness grow between my legs.
“And you like having me put something in your ass that pleases me, don’t you?”
That voice inside again chastises me for what I feel.
Telling me good girls would never derive pleasure from such a perverse act. But I can’t deny the wicked tingling that rests solidly down in my core, pulsing between my legs.
Blood rushes down to my mons, constricting the muscles of my canal, which in turn wiggles the plug in my ass. The mixture of sensations has me pressing my legs together, a distinctive gnawing tension growing as I lie waiting for whatever will come next.
“I asked you a question, Larissa. Remember your manners.”
I gulp air and nod. “Yes, Daddy. I like it.”
“Good girl.”
I barely hear him. But I do hear the swoosh of the air and the shift of his body in the split second before he brings his palm back down on my ivory skin.
I yelp with each blow. “Daddy, please…”
The hand comes down in a waterfall of screaming hot lines of pain and fire. The sound of my voice echoes back to my ears as I feel the prickling needles of each harsh contact.
The plug adds a strange new sensation as his hand comes down to sting my flesh. It moves as my body clenches and jerks.
An intricate knot twists with threads of stinging pain and wanton, decadent pleasure. Never have I dreamed that holding something so foreign inside my ass would translate the motion and pain of my punishment into something so intimate.
A gush of my wet juices flows from my body. I steady myself as Daddy’s arm raises again.
