I don’t know what it was that day. I don’t know if maybe there was something in the air, or if I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, or if it was just written in the stars. But this fateful day wasn’t the best for us, not by a long shot. This was the day that we got into a particularly heated argument, which ended in me saying something I shouldn’t have.
I couldn’t bite my tongue. I couldn’t hold back the bitter words I nearly yelled at you.
“Then maybe you should just *fuck off!*”
The second those words escaped my lips, fell out of my mouth and hung clearly in the air, I regretted it. The instant I said those words to you, it was like everything changed. It went quiet.
Suddenly, we weren’t raising our voices at each other anymore and bickering back and forth. Now you were just staring at me with a deadpan look on your face. Seconds went by before you raised a single eyebrow.
“What did you say?” you finally uttered.
“I told you to fuck off…” My voice trailed off and I looked away briefly, my insides drowning in shame and guilt.
“Say it again.”
I couldn’t tell if you were trying to get a rise out of me, challenging me or if you were being serious, but you did have a demanding and stern tone in your voice.
I didn’t say it again. In fact, I didn’t answer at all. I just looked back at you. That was my second mistake.
It all happened so swiftly and suddenly. It was all so completely unexpected. In an instant, you were several inches closer to me with your hand gripped tightly around my throat, pushing me hard against the wall behind me.
I knew you could see it in my eyes. The shock, my mouth agape in awe, the fear glazing over my widened eyes. I knew better than anyone that this reaction was turning you on. I couldn’t believe that you would still even entertain the thought after such an argument.
“I want you to say it again! I want you to repeat yourself, loud and clear, so that I can make sure I’m really understanding you,” you demanded.
“I-I said…m-maybe you should just fuck off.” I managed to choke the words out and tried to get it over with as fast as possible.
“And do you think that’s anyway to talk to your Daddy?”
I looked up at you and my eyes got wider than either of us thought possible. My heart was pounding so hard against my chest I thought it was going to burst out of me. How could you put me into sub space so instantly after making me so upset?
“N-no,” I whimpered.
Your hand had loosened the grip a bit and moved from my throat to my chin, titling it up ever so slightly to encourage my stares.
“I think I need to teach you a little lesson in respect, naughty little girl.”
All I could do was watch in amazement and curiosity as your other hand went from touching the sides of my waist to traveling down to my princess parts, so easy to get to with the skirt I was wearing. My body tingled and shivers raced down my spine as you put your entire hand between my thighs, rubbing me through my panties. I could already feel myself growing warm and getting wet.
We stared deeply into each other’s eyes before you said, “Say it again.”
“Wh-what?” I gasped. “N-no, please…I’m sorry, Daddy. I don’t want to-”
“Oh, you don’t *want* to?” you mocked, picking up the pace. “Where is that bratty little attitude now, huh? You were so quick to bitch at me earlier, weren’t you? And now here you are acting like an innocent little victim?”
My only response was a small, pathetic little moan. To squeeze my eyes shut tightly as I felt myself nearing the edge already.
“Answer me!”
Suddenly your other hand was now back at my throat, gripping even tighter than before. Urging me to repeat the horrible words I said. But all I could manage was another weak apology.
“Look at how wet you get for me, baby. For the man you *just* told to fuck off five minutes ago. I wonder why that is?” you continued. “The only conclusion *I* can come to is that you’re just a pathetic. Little. Whore. Is that right?”
“Y-yes…”
“Yes what?” You pulled me off the wall ever so slightly only to slam me harshly back against it, jerking me to my senses. “YES WHAT?”
“Yes, Daddy!”
“That’s right, learn some fucking respect,” you hissed.
It wasn’t long before I realized that my panties were being pulled off of me, pooling into a puddle at my ankles and feet. I must have been dripping wet at this point and you made no hesitation to dive headfirst into my exposed, wet and bare pussy.
A loud gasp erupted from within me as I felt your tongue swirl around my engorged clit. The same tongue you used to spew inflammatory words at me earlier. I didn’t care anymore. I was coming undone to your touch anyway.
Both of your hands have now ended up on my hips, gripping into them to hold me in place. Instinctively, I reached out my hands and wrapped them around your wrists, unable to hold back any moans.
A small knot formed in my stomach and I felt even warmer between my legs then before. I knew what was coming. My thighs began to tremble and I dug into you harder, desperate for any ounce of support.
“I’m gonna come,” I whispered.
You took this as permission to increase your speed, the circles getting bigger and bigger to explore every inch of me, to gently suck on my sensitivities every couple of seconds.
My entire body quaked and rocked with sheer pleasure and ecstasy as I reached my climax. My moans shattered the still air as I let you please me.
And as quickly as I came is as quick as I was reduced to nothing but a panting, sweaty mess of a girl with a tiny string of drool dripping down her chin. My eyes were half-lidded and my heart rate began to slow, my legs beginning to relax as my entire body was relieved of tension.
It wasn’t long after that when you pulled away and came up so our eyes could lock once again. The expression on your face hasn’t changed from earlier and I could tell that you still weren’t satisfied.
“Don’t think I’m done with you. Because I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson. I think in order for you to learn, I need to fuck that attitude out of you. Because I just *know* that you didn’t *really* mean what you said. You’re just a needy little slut and wanted my attention, so you pulled out every trick up your sleeve.”
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/mcon3n/after_an_argument_str8_fm