[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/105jjdl/mindless_deprived_babygirl_orgasm_denial_daddydom/)
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Daddy held true to his word. His work didn’t slow down any as the holidays crept closer, but he did text or call me at least twice a day and took off Saturdays to cuddle me on the couch. Some nights, he would come home and touch me until I awoke, and begged to cum. Afterwards, I got a spanking for being up after my bedtime, and tucked tightly under the sheets.
The holiday party crept closer and with two weeks to go, Daddy placed a countdown on my phone labeled “Days until Babygirl gets to cum.” Every single time I looked at my phone I was reminded how close I was, and the very thought consumed me. When Daddy was home, he saw how affected I was. His teasing and taunting only grew, often remarking how I was his mindless Babygirl and the only things I needed were to cum and be stuffed with his thick cock.
Any bottoms I wore were quickly soaked, and it became pointless to even bother. My outfits went from soft lounge sets and tees with skin-tight leggings to only wearing Daddy’s shirts. He loved it, especially since he had easier access to endlessly torment me when he was home. He often caught me in the kitchen reaching for something in the cupboards which caused the shirt I wore to give the slightest glimpse of my ass or pussy. I always got a brief spanking for being a “tease,” then sent off to finish my chores, make Daddy coffee, or make dinner. That only made me more horny.
Six days before Daddy’s office Christmas party landed on a Saturday. By then, I had enough of the relentless teasing and needed some sort of distraction, or really anything to distract me from my very wet pussy. I moseyed my way to Daddy’s home office and waited in the doorway until he noticed me.
“What do you need, Babygirl?”
“Um….Daddy can I have a spanking?” I asked while shifting from foot to foot.
“Don’t I turn that cute little ass red enough?” Daddy asked teasingly.
“Daddy, can I have a belt spanking?” His head snapped to look at me, shocked. Besides caning and electricity, it was one of my least favorite punishments. “I’ve been thinking about touching myself….and cumming.”
He stood and walked over to where I was, “Look at me. Did you touch yourself or have you been only thinking about it?”
“Thinking about it. Daddy I can’t sit down without making a mess, and I don’t want to do any more laundry. I’m wet and sticky all day, every day. I can’t get it out of my head….So can I get a spanking to stop thinking about if for 10 fucking minutes.”
He chuckled darkly, “I can absolutely take your mind off of it for 10 minutes, but I promise afterwards, it’s all you will think about until Friday.” He hummed and kissed my forehead, “Go to the playroom, grab my belt, the crop, and one of the floggers. Place each of them on the bed, undress, and wait for me. Do not touch yourself other than to undress.”
I slowly walked towards the playroom, my mind swirling in anticipation. I truly didn’t want a belting, but knew if I didn’t get some sort of distraction, I would seriously disappoint Daddy. I hated disappointing him. Two steps inside the softly lit playroom, I took off Daddy’s shirt that I was wearing, folded it, and placed it on the stand beside the door. Daddy had a walk-in closet that housed the vast majority of the toys, to include the implement toys. He surely had his favorites, which resided in their own drawer, separate from the rest of the organized drawers. I plucked his favorite black flogger, his black leather belt, and one of the newer crops which was dark gray.
I placed each of them at the foot of the bed, which was centered on the back wall facing the doorway. Tall, floor length mirrors decorated the wall and the backside of the door. Daddy always loved to fuck me in front of it, making me watch our frantic reflections. My knee cracked as I knelt down on the floor, my back towards the bed, facing the doorway that Daddy would be walking into. My hair hung around my face as my head bowed forwards slightly, eyes staring into the floor.
Now for the dreaded wait. Even if the wait lasted minutes, it felt like hours. Anticipation rose inside me, making my heart flutter, my mind race, and my wetness to dampen my thighs. A chill tickled my back, and caused my nipples to stand out in painfully hard points. I flinched when the speakers started playing music, and felt a rush of juices escape my pussy. My fingers itched to touch my clit, applying the slightest amount of friction. I was so aroused that I probably could have came with the barest of touches. I clasped my hands, tightly, behind my back before they decided to move on their own.
Soft padding of bare feet pulled me out of my thoughts, slightly. I didn’t even hear Daddy enter the room.
“I can see why you need a distraction Little one. You made a puddle on the floor without me touching you,” Daddy chuckled.
A very needy whine escaped my lips as my fingers clenched harder, my pussy clenched with my fingers too.
“Face down on the bed, pillow under your tummy, and arms and legs spread.”
I scrambled to move as Daddy demanded, and I watched the faintest glimpse of him grabbing the soft wrist and ankle cuffs. I whined again when I felt Daddy bind my left wrist, then my right. My ankles were not far behind.
“I am going to use tape to gag you tonight Princess. The way I’m gonna paint your ass is going to make you scream, and as much as I love to hear your terrified screams, I don’t want to go deaf.”
I barely had two seconds to protest before my mouth was shut with a thick strip of microfoam tape. Daddy’s rough fingers pressed the tape tightly to my face, before touching my long hair. He played with it briefly, before brushing it off my back. His hands trailed lower, down my back, towards my ass. I squealed when he gripped my ass cheeks with both of his hands.
“I love this juicy ass, I could just play with this all day.”
He cracked one hard slap on my left cheek, causing me to whine through the gag.
“Oh your pussy is creaming for me Babygirl. Is this turning you on?” He smacked me again on the other cheek, immediately followed by the sharp pressure of a bite. My eyes rolled back in the pleasure of the pain, “Should I bite you again Princess?” I couldn’t prevent myself from nodding.
“This ass is mine.” His nails scraped my sensitive ass cheeks, followed by a set of hard, thudding spanks. He straddled my smaller body, his ass resting on my mid-back, facing towards my legs. His hands gripped my ass again, then settled closer to my asshole, “I brought you a present, Little one. I got you a set of new anal plugs for Christmas! This one is a little different than the rest.”
I screamed when something freezing touched my asshole. It was covered with lube, but the sudden change of temperature startled me to no end. Daddy quickly worked it into my ass, and then tapped it to make sure it was seated. My body tremored with little shivers, causing Daddy to laugh.
“Oh yes, I think we will enjoy this plug immensely,” he started spanking me again, causing me to clench around the cold plug. “Do you want to safeword out, Babygirl?” He waited for me to shake my head no before he slapped my ass again, “Good, now I’m gonna give you the belting of your life.”
Daddy gave me a decent warm up that turned my ass red, heating it slightly. I knew it would be burning by the time we were done. A test spanking sounded against the bed, Daddy always tested the implements prior to using them on me. The soft sound told me that he picked up the riding crop first.
The first swat landed in the middle of my right cheek, causing me to flinch. He reciprocated on the left, then decided to attack my sit spots and upper thighs. I knew my ass cheeks wouldn’t be neglected, Daddy was saving them for the flogger and the belt. Soft noises escaped my gag as Daddy continued.
“I really wanted to clamp your nipples today, but knew that and a belting combined would make you cum. It has before, hasn’t it Princess?” He continued using the crop on me, making me wetter and no doubt turning my ass into a healthy shade of pink. “Oh Babygirl, you are gonna be so bruised tomorrow. I hope those bruises last until the party next week.”
He rose off the bed, giving me a moment to settle myself. My nipples were hard against the blanket underneath me, and my pussy was dampening the blanket as well.
“I’ve never seen your pussy this wet, Little one. Your clit is engorged and begging for attention.” I gasped as I felt his breath against my sensitive pussy, “You smell so good, and there is nothing I would love more than to taste this desperate, pink, little pussy.” I squirmed in my restraints, “You made me a promise Princess. If I let you cum now, you will have to restart the challenge…and I add a month on top of it.”
He bit my ass again, no doubt leaving teeth marks and an indentation in my reddened skin. I screamed in frustration. The punishment was driving me closer to the bring, not away from it like I planned.
“Do you need the chastity belt, Babygirl?” I shivered. Daddy had once locked me in the chastity belt for 4 months, only releasing me because I had given him my ass for the first time. “Do you want me to start spanking you again?” I nodded frantically while trying to grind against the bed.
The harsh snap of the flogger across both my cheeks told me that Daddy has seen me trying for friction. “Do that again and I’ll find where you hid the cane.” I flinched, and stopped moving. He quickly started flogging me, over and over again. I whined as the lighter swats, and screamed at the harder ones. The stinging and thudding pain started heating my ass, and soon became bone deep. Gasps and needy moans continued as Daddy flogged me from mid back down to my lower thighs.
“Feel better Princess?” I barely nodded when I felt Daddy’s hand spank my butt plug’s base. My ass clenched at the still slightly chilly plug, “I’m so proud of you Little one. I’m so happy that you came to me to ask for a distraction, I have been teasing you a little aggressively about cumming.” I whimpered as his hand ran through my hair, “So good Baby.” He kissed my forehead, “Now I am gonna belt you, hard. It’s not gonna feel good, it’s gonna really hurt. I am only doing it to make sure that you are reminded that you cannot touch yourself for the next week or until I tell you otherwise. Your greedy little pussy has a mind of its own, but I want to make sure that your little brain can tell that pussy otherwise. If you can’t, I will lock you in the chastity belt until and only until the party. Then I will take it off and fuck the absolute shit out of this creamy little pussy.” I whined, and my eyes rolled back in pleasure. Daddy spanked my plug again, “Remember, no cumming from the belting.”
My body trembled, awaiting the first harsh sting of the leather belt. Daddy didn’t let me wait long. The first sting lit like a fire across my sit spot causing me to scream and clench. The second my muscles relaxed, another sting landed across both ass cheeks. Tears appeared in my eyes as the strap continued to mar my tender, pale flesh. My mind slowed its racing, and I slowly faded into headspace. Each sting jolted my body, and I could still feel each smack in my headspace. My ass painfully clenched around the butt plug, and my pussy soaked the bed.
Daddy was saying something, but I couldn’t hear him over the blood rushing in my ears. Time lost all meaning and I couldn’t determine how long he was belting me. I screamed again and again as he smacked me again, my lower body trembled as if I was ready to cum. I cried out, unable to stop Daddy from hitting me again. If he had, I would cum from the pain.
My cuffs released and I was pulled into Daddy’s arms. He placed my nose against his neck and allowed me to sob into him. “Good girl. You were so good.” His rough hands stroked my hair and pressed kisses against my forehead. He gently removed the tape from my face as I sniffled and gripped onto him. I whined when he laid back on the bed, and pulled me on top of him.
“You did so well Babygirl, took your spanking so well. I can’t wait to see my bruises on that cute, little ass tomorrow.” He kissed my forehead, again, “You won’t be able to sit down for days.” I sobbed as his hands barely grazed over my tender flesh, “Princess you soaked my boxers with your pussy. That pussy is a drooly, little mess. I can’t wait to stuff it full of my cock and fuck it raw on Friday.” He rested his hands on each ass cheek, “After a bath, since you did so well and I don’t want to push our luck, I am gonna lock you in your little g-string chastity belt. It’s not a punishment, it’s because I don’t want to ruin your reward for being so good.
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