Late to Dinner (Part 1) [M37/F25] [D/s] [Anal] [Humiliation] [Spanking] [Foreplay]

I hear the door unlock as I’m laying naked on my stomach on the leather couch. My feet up in the air as I’m reading my romance novel.

Fuck. Im supposed to be dressed and ready for dinner. Daddy has friends in town.

Daddy walks in and immediately glances in my direction and meets my big brown eyes full of worry. I let out a big smile as his mouth turns into a frown. His olive green button up compliments his skin tone and hazel eyes perfectly as his beige pants squeeze his thighs in a way that makes my pussy melt.

“Go get dressed. Now,” he says sternly. He’s upset. The moment he saw me, he was already thinking of what my punishment would be. I walk over and smell his pinewood cologne, which makes me moan and I slowly kiss his lips. This makes him increasingly flustered, but I enjoy teasing him this way.

He grabs my hand and leads me into the bedroom, then picks up the long olive green dress he laid out for me this morning and places it back into the closet. He pulls out my mini beige strapless dress that I only wear on hot summer days by the beach, and says, “Since you enjoy being a tease so much.”

I roll my eyes and grab the dress from him, but that set him over the edge. He grabs my wrist and pulls me onto the bed and then across his lap.

“We are already late. You knew about this for weeks, forgot, and now you want to be a brat,” he growls. He starts rubbing my clit slowly and then increasingly getting faster. I start to feel my pussy swell and it is starting to drip.

“Do you want to cum for daddy? Is that why you’re being a brat?”

“Yes,” I squeal, as he he’s rubbing my clit faster and grabbing a fistful of my hair. I feel a shot of warmth though-out my pussy and I know my orgasm is coming.

“I’m going to cum,” I breathe out and in that moment he instantly stops. My body twitches as I’m craving my orgasm.

“Bad girls don’t get to cum,” daddy growls again and starts rubbing the wetness from my pussy onto my asshole. I see him grab my jeweled buttplug from my pink toy box underneath the bed. He slowly pushes the buttplug into me and I gasp. The pressure in my ass and being on the edge of orgasm has me breathing heavily. Daddy grabs my soft, pale ass with one hand. Then I feel his hand lift up and he strikes my ass hard enough that I quiver. He lifts my head up by pulling up my hair and kisses me deeply.

“Get ready. Quickly.” He demands.

“Yes daddy,” I whisper as my body aches and craves for more.

“Oh, and you better not lift a finger towards that little pussy or you’re going to make this worse for yourself,” he says with a smirk on his mouth.

Fuck. I’m shaking as I slip into my dress. I see in the mirror the large red mark he left on my ass. I take deep breathes and pull myself together to finish getting ready. I walk out and I see him by the door already. He’s still upset with me. He opens the door and grabs my waist as we walk out. He stops and wraps his arm around my entire stomach and pulls me in tight. I feel has breath on my ear.

“You will be on your best behavior. You will do what I tell you during dinner and drinks. Keep your phone close. Two drinks top for you tonight. And when we get home you’re going to make it up to me.”

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