There was a knock at the door and Sasha hastened to answer it. On the other side was Rob. She’d been expecting him so she had her collar on and the lead was in his hand. He attached it and then she dropped to her knees, ready. Rob made his way inside and closed the door behind him, not caring if someone saw Sasha whilst he did so.
Once behind closed doors, he pulled her up by the lead and caught her lips in a passionate kiss which only ended when she nipped his lip gently.
“Sorry, Daddy.” Sasha giggled, not really meaning it. She was going to get what she wanted. Rob pulled her to her feet and then rather unceremoniously bent her over the back of the couch.
“Count.” he instructed before landing a firm slap on her ass. She squealed loudly and he tugged on the lead. She didn’t need any more prompting.
“One.” she said, a slight waver in a voice. Four more slaps reigned down and her voice got a little quieter each time.
“Now what do you say?” Rob asked, his voice firm.
“I’m sorry Daddy.” Sasha whispered, tears in her eyes. She stood to look at him and she could see his eyes soften. He gave her a slow, tender kiss before drawing back.
“You’re forgiven, Kitten.” he replied, knowing the warm smile this would bring to her face.
Sasha leaned in and kissed him again, gently at first but with the passion quickly increasing until Rob had one hand tugging on her hair and the other roaming around her body. He found her breast and began to tease the nipple. She moaned quietly against his mouth.
“Daddy…” this elicited a groan from him and he gave her nipple a tight squeeze. He then moved his hand to her other nipple and teased this one until it too was firm to the touch.
Rob moved his hand down until he found what he was looking for. He brushed over her slit before sinking a single finger into her. Sasha gasped at this, causing a smirk to form on his face.
“You’re already so wet.” he told her, breaking their kiss. He pumped his finger into her a few times before removing it again and raising it to her face.
“You enjoy being punished, don’t you princess?” he asked without needing to hear a response. Sasha’s tongue darted from her mouth and licked slowly up his finger, cleaning herself from him. Her hands found his belt and she undid it without breaking eye contact. She didn’t need to be told, she simply dropped to her knees again and tugged at his jeans but didn’t pull them down.
“May I?” she asked, staring into Rob’s eyes with a begging look in her eyes.
“You forgot the magic word.”
“Please, Daddy?” he nodded at this and Sasha pulled his jeans and boxers down so his already hard cock sprung free. She smiled like it was her first time seeing it and wrapped her hand about the base. She jerked a few times before gently licking the head. Then she put her lips over the tip of his cock and just slightly moved her head, still letting her tongue explore. After a short while of this teasing, Rob grew impatient. He put his hands on the back of her head and started to guide her head down so his cock was in her throat. He could feel her throat constrict but she didn’t gag, just held her head still until he released her so she could come up for air before returning to her task.
“No more, Princess. Stand up.” He instructed and she did without hesitation.
“I felt teeth in there a couple times. Over the couch.” Sasha did as she was told, trying not to think of what was about to happen. Rob stepped out of his jeans and boxers, pulled his shirt over his head, and then retrieved his belt. He folded it to and then walked over so he was stood to the side of Sasha.
“Count again.” he instructed before bringing the belt down on her ass. A crack echoed throughout the room and she rocked forwards.
“One.” he stroked a hand over her, already feeling the warmth and Sasha whimpered, the fear of waiting for the next hit worse than the spanking itself.
Crack.
“Two.” Sasha’s voice was wavering.
Crack.
“Three.” She hissed.
Crack.
“Fo-four.” Her voice broke, tears threatening to fall.
Crack.
“Five.” she sobbed. Rob let the belt fall from his hand and stroked her ass again. It was red and warmth was radiating from it. He felt her for a little longer before his hand slipped lower. She was soaked. He gently played with her, slowly sinking his fingers in before drawing them out again, until her sobs turned to moans and she was fucking herself on his hand. The little slut. Rob knew she was getting close so he pulled his hand away, much to Sasha’s dismay.
“Noo Daddy please.” she moaned before gasping as she felt his cock push against her. She pushed her hips back and felt the head pop into her. Rob had a hand on her hip, fingertips digging in, and the other grabbed her hair. He thrust forwards suddenly, cock sinking into her tight cunt. They both groaned at this and Rob stayed still until Sasha started wriggling back against him. Then he pulled out until only the tip was left in her before thrusting forwards once again.
“Please Daddy. Fuck your little slut.” This was all the encouragement Rob needed. He began to slam into her, enjoying the feeling of her muscles tightening around him. He kept up this pace until her moans grew louder and he felt her cunt start to spasm and then he stopped and pulled out. She wasn’t going to get an orgasm yet. Sasha whimpered in frustration at the sudden emptiness but he ignored her.
“Lie on the sofa.” she hastened to do so and he stood over, letting his eyes roam. She looked so sexy lay there, flushed and panting, desperation in her eyes. Sasha squirmed under his gaze and her hand began to creep down to stroke herself. No, she wasn’t cumming. Rob grabbed her wrist and then the other.
“No touching yourself, Kitten.” Holding them in one hand, he opened a drawer in the coffee table and produced a pair of handcuffs and some rope. He snapped the cuffs onto her wrists, then he pulled her arms above her head so she was stretched out, back arched. Then he threaded the rope around the chain linking the cuffs. He pulled the two ends of the rope down and tied it tightly to the leg of the couch so she couldn’t move her arms.
“That’s better.” he said, rounding the sofa so he could see her properly again. Sasha opened her mouth to speak but Rob shook his head and she snapped it shut again. She didn’t want another spanking. He pulled her legs apart and kissed just above her knee and then just above that. He kept going until she could feel his breath on her wet cunt. She was just about to beg him when his tongue darted out between her folds and sunk into her.
“Ooooh.” Sasha gasped. Rob moved one hand up so he could slide his fingers into her as his tongue worked on her sensitive little clit and the other was jerking himself just enough to keep himself hard. It wasn’t long before Sasha was squirming and moaning again.
“Oh, Daddy oh please daddy.” she begged, just barely holding herself on the edge. Rob didn’t stop but nor did he give her permission. He just kept licking and sucking and fingering until Sasha couldn’t hold it back anymore. She bucked her hips up, the beginnings of an orgasm rolling over her, but his face and hand weren’t there. He’d ruined her orgasm.
“That’s for going over without permission.” he informed her, the sad look on her face only making his cock twitch in his hand. He moved up the sofa so their bodies were aligned and sunk his cock into her once more. Slowly, Rob drew out and then thrust in again, he didn’t need to tease this time though so it wasn’t long before he was pumping into her at a fast pace. Sasha was squirming and moaning so he hooked his hands under her knees and pinned them up by her ears, which only made her tighter and stopped her from moving about.
“I’m not going to last much longer princess.” he groaned,
“You’re allowed to cum.” this was all the prompting Sasha needed, her moans increased in volume and she was still somehow managing to fuck herself on his cock. Rob used his forearm to hold her legs in place whilst the other hand started playing with her clit again. He could feel her tensing and he knew his orgasm was close too. With a few more thrusts Sasha tensed up and let out a long moan. The clenching of her muscles around his cock prompted Rob’s orgasm too. He pulled out and cum splattered over her legs, the next load landed on her stomach and more kept coming until she was painted white.
“Good girl.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/aqpcov/mf_ddlg_sorry_if_there_are_any_mistakes_this_is
Sasha is a lucky girl. That was well done! I look forward to more!
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