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He pulled me closer, my legs grazed the cold stone wall as I straddled him. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you more, Daddy” I replied, dipping my head into his chest and snuggling into his warmth. We stayed like that for a couple of minutes, his hands caressing the underside of my thighs, feeling my ass.

Then, he slowly started to drag his finger downwards, reaching beneath me and tracing my already wet pussy through my tights. The touch made me gasp and I sat up straighter, cheeks pink.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, his mischievous eyes searching mine.

I looked away, mumbling, “nothing.”

“You sure?”

“Mmhm.”

“Okay.” He said, satisfied, continuing to run his fingers up and down the seam of the tights. Teasing.

Absentmindedly I started moving a little, grinding against him. I could feel his hardening cock through his jeans, and it felt so good.

He travelled upwards under my dress, reaching the sides of my stomach. The cold skin touching mine brought me out of the daze, making me realise what I was doing. I stopped, burying my face into his shoulder.

“Keep going.” He ordered softly, but I shook my head, I couldn’t believe how eager I was being.

He nudged me away from him slightly, making me look at him. “Keep going.”

I shook my head and, without hesitating, his hand shot up to my neck. He tightened his grip the tiniest amount, a warning. “I said, keep going.”

I definitely wasn’t expecting the reaction, and my body obeyed as if on autopilot. I grinded my hips again, just enough to make him let go.

I couldn’t help it, I stopped once more and gave him a cheeky smile. He raised an eyebrow, holding eye contact.

I tried to meet his challenging gaze, but it only lasted a second before I looked away. I was desperate, and tried to carry on. Daddy wasn’t having it, and he shifted me out of my position so that I was only sitting on one thigh. I pouted, but he ignored it.

His fingers went to my breasts, pulling my bra down. He started playing with my nipples, making them harder with every touch.

I could feel a wet patch growing in my tights and blushed as I realised it would also be appearing on his trousers below me. I fidgeted slightly, the tingles in my pussy were overwhelming.

He noticed and chuckled lowly, taking his hands out of my dress and grabbing my hips. He moved me against his leg, back and forth, faster and faster.

I let out tiny moans as I rode his thigh, hiding my face in the crook of his neck once more to try shut myself up.

He slowed me down, not letting me come to a full stop, “look at me, baby.”

I did as he asked and bit my lip. He reached up and caressed my cheek, but kept one hand on my body to ensure I continued riding.

“Are you okay?” He checked.

“I’m okay.” I reassured him. Another small moan escaped.

He smirked, “remember when you decided to be all bratty? What happened to that?”

I blushed, turning my head away from him. “I don’t know…”

“Hmm?”

I just mumbled in response, my head foggy from all the sensations I was currently feeling.

He clasped my throat, but the voices of a family not too far away reminded us of just how out in the open our spot was.

I reached my hands up to hide my face, embarrassed, and he giggled yet again.

“Should we move, sweetheart?”

“Probably…” I said, wiggling out of his grasp and trying to get to my feet. My legs wobbled a little, but I managed, and Daddy threw his arm around me as he stood.

We walked around to another area, one that was more hidden, and he slumped to the ground. I fell onto his lap, smiling at him.

He leant forward, touching his forehead against mine. I tipped my head upwards, planting a kiss on his nose, then his cheek, then his temple.

He laughed lightly, then puckered his lips at me.

“Nuh uh.”

I jumped up, giggling, and ran a couple feet away, hiding behind a tree.

“Oh now you’re hiding, huh?” He shook his head and came after me.

I dodged as he tried to get closer, but he caught up, wrapped me in his arms and squished me into him.

“Let me go!” I squealed, still giggling. He did just that, but as I turned to get away he grabbed me by the waist and pushed me against the tree.

I gasped, and he dipped under my dress and pulled my tights and panties down.

“Daddy!” I exclaimed, shocked by the harsh, cold air.

“Sorry, princess, but I’m pretty sure you owe me a few spanks.”

I grimaced, I was in fact due for some hits. “No-o…” I trailed off, knowing there was no use trying to deny it.

The first slap came straight away, harsh and hard. It was below 5°, and the temperature did me no favours, only causing it to sting more.

“No? I think your behaviour these past weeks indicates otherwise.”

He was right, I’d definitely been acting up, loving the freedom of him being away and not being able to punish me.

There was another hit, shaking my body.

“Don’t you agree?” He asked, tugging on my hair.

“I didn’t mean to…” I was stuttering.

“You didn’t mean to, but you did. Now Daddy has to make that ass as bright red as your little cheeks are right now. It’s the rules.” He let go of my hair, and patted the top of my head condescendingly.

I jolted forward with a yelp as his hand scolded my ass again, every time stung more.

“Oow, Daddy.” I whined, reaching behind to soothe the stinging skin. I brushed against the inside of my thighs, they were covered in my own juices.

He pushed my hand away, “that’s my job, slut. No whining. ”

He rubbed it a little, and then drew back and spanked it twice, no mercy.

I started shivering, my tights were at my ankles and my full legs were exposed to the icy wind.

“No more, please!”

I heard an exasperated huff, before a “fine.” He let go and I grasped the bark in front of me. My ass was on fire.

“It has been way too long since I’ve seen you. Since when can my little toy only take 5 hits?” He tutted, opening his arms for me.

I shuffled over into them, putting my frozen hands under his hoodie. “Since there were icicles hanging from the trees, asshole.” And at that rate, probably from my pussy…

He shuddered and tried to get free of my grip. “Co-o-old! And watch that damn language.”

I held him in, cackling as I felt along his chest.

“Bitch, let go!” He shrieked, finally escaping.

He shivered, blowing hot air into his palms and rubbing them together. He looked up, a smugness evident in his eyes. “Since you wanna talk about assholes…”

Uh oh.

“Aren’t you gonna be a good little anal whore for me today? Isn’t that what you said just the other night?” He tilted his head, reaching his arm out to me.

I ducked under it, “but… we don’t have the cream!”

“Don’t think I didn’t see that pussy dripping as I spanked you. Look at this,” he pointed to the clearly soaked spot on his trousers from earlier, “I don’t think we have to worry about lube, darling.”

“But…”

“Exactly.” He said slyly, grabbing my sore cheeks and giving them a firm squeeze. “Butt.”

I rolled my eyes. It wasn’t like I didn’t want to do anal…

“Hmm…”

“Please?” He gave me puppy eyes, how could I resist?

I snuggled into him again. “Of course, Daddy.”

“Thank you, slut.”

I scoffed. “Only cause you begged for it.” I paused for a moment, debating, and added the last part. “Good sub.”

That was it.

There was a second of silence before he shoved me onto the ground, ordering me into his favourite position and kneeling behind me.

I didn’t comply, obviously, and he roughly spread me onto all fours himself, pressing my back and face down into the grass.

“Daddy—” I tried to say, my words muffled by the dirt.

He lifted me up by my hair tilting my face toward him, “what is it?”

“Don’t get your knees dirty, people might get the wrong idea.” Looking him dead in the eye, I winked.

“Oh, baby, you need to learn to keep your mouth shut.” He let go, dropping my face back into the ground, and pulled my arms behind my back.

I heard him unzip and get his dick out. Without even wetting it, he rammed it halfway into my ass.

I screamed into the grass, the pain tearing through me.

“Shh, you don’t want anyone to hear, do you?”

I couldn’t get out an answer. He was still for a moment so that I could adjust to his length and soon I started feeling the ripples of pleasure. I moved back a little, rubbing on his cock to let him know I was ready to continue.

Tauntingly slow, he pulled out, not fully, and pushed back into my tight hole.

He kept on at the same pace, teasing me. My moans got louder as the pleasure increased. I lifted my head and cried out, “faster, please, faster!”

He stopped.

“What?”

“Please.” My voice was weak, I squirmed around, craving movement.

He held me in place. “Needy slut. Brats don’t make the decisions.” He drew back, and slammed into me extra hard, speeding up anyway.

Every thrust brought a moan, loud enough that I was sure anybody within 3 miles of the park could hear me.

Daddy started to spank me for the second time, gripping and spreading my ass as he pounded me. The impacts caused bursts of pain, but I almost couldn’t register it with the euphoria I was reaching.

Each smack blended into the pleasure, each time he went deeper, stretching me out. Soon every inch of his cock was deep inside of me.

He swapped from spanks to caressing my breasts, pinching and playing with my nipples again. He grunted as I clenched and tightened around his dick, making me even wetter, and soon my gushing pussy got the attention it longed when he plunged two fingers into it.

The bliss was intoxicating, I knew it was even better for him. He bent over me, trailing kisses and moans down my back, sucking and biting on my skin as he got to my ass.

He let out a slew of profanities, tightening his grip on my boobs. “Cum with me, baby.”

All I could respond were moans, sending him over the edge. I felt his cum fill my asshole, and with one more stroke, one more thrust of his fingers, I came too.

I sighed, feeling as though I was floating, and turned onto my back. He was slouched on his knees, breaching heavy. I caught my breath and crawled over to him.

I was shaking and collapsed into his embrace.

He swaddled me in his arms, “that’s my good little cumslut.” He cooed, kissing my forehead. Our chests rose up and down together as we came down from our rapture.

“I love you, Daddy.”

“I love you more.” He whispered, squeezing me tight.

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