He sweeps me into his kisses, arms around my waist, and I find myself clinging to him. I love being in his strong arms, without a care in the world. My hero, the man who saved me from myself. My daddy.
Cash’s kisses are soft and lingering, the way I like best. Our tongues intertwine and I savor the moment. Slowly, the kisses begin to get more aggressive, his hands rubbing up and down my body and finding all the places that make me moan. He knows how to make me melt, and how to make me wet with just a few words, a few kisses, a few touches.
He bites my bottom lip before kissing me again and then pushing me on the bed. His bed is high off the ground, perfect for bending me over. That’s exactly what he does, pulling down my panties and smacking me, hard. It makes me yelp, and his hand wraps into my hair.
*Smack* His hand comes down firmly on my ass again.
“Does my pet like it when daddy spanks her?”
I yelp as he spanks me a third time.
“Was that a yes? Do you like being my little slut?”
“Yes, daddy.”
“Say it. What are you?”
*Smack*
“I’m your…”
*Smack*
“…little slut.”
*Smack*
I breathe deeply though the pain. I feel my bottom getting red and crave more. I love my daddy making my ass red, making me admit that I’m his slut. I love him totally controlling me. I love him.
*Smack*
Cash pulls out my pink cuffs and latches one on my left wrist. “On the bed,” he commands.
I scramble up onto the bed and he flips me onto back. He loops the chain of the cuffs through the headboard posts before latching the second onto my right wrist. I’m caught, trapped, totally at his mercy. Every inch of me belonging to him.
He yanks my tank top down, exposing my breasts and making me squirm at his touch. My pink nipples are already hard as he tweaks and twists. Without hesitation, he bends over me and takes one breast in his mouth while still pinching the other nipple, harder and harder until I squeal. He looks up at me with an evil grin on his face.
“You like that, don’t you?”
“Yes, daddy,” I gasp.
“Good girl.”
He reaches between my legs and spread my pussy open, his fingers finding my clit. I’m already wet, but he begins rubbing in the way only he knows how, stroking in soft circles and making me strain against the restrains. I can’t help but moan, and both of us start breathing more heavily. His other hand is undoing his own belt and slipping off his jeans. He pauses only a moment to pull his t-shirt over his head before his hands are between my legs again, rubbing, probing, thrusting in me.
“Mmmmm, daddddddy…”
“Tell me what you want.”
He wants me to beg for it. He wants to hear just how horny I am. His cock is already hard in his free hand, but before he enters me, he wants to hear me say it. And I want to say it. I need to say it.
“I want you to fuck me. Please, daddy. Please fuck me, daddy”
He doesn’t keep me waiting. He’s in me, thrusting, fucking me hard. His cock curves perfectly to my g-spot, so it makes me gasp every time he plunges into me. God I want to cum already. He does this to me, making me reach orgasm so easily. My hips buck against him, my wrists still secure over my head, my breasts bouncing as he fucks me hard.
“Please, daddy, please cum in me, I want your cum. I want to cum. I want you. God. Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop…” I’m babbling, words spilling from my mouth as he fucks me harder and faster.
“You want to cum?” he grunts.
“Yes…daddy…yes…”
“Cum for me.”
I’m cumming hard, throbbing around his cock almost before he gives me permission. And he’s cumming, too, falling against me and kissing me as he cums hard. He reaches up to undo the restraints and I cling to him again, my Cash, my daddy, my dom, the love of my life.
My hero.
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