I’ve been waiting for you to get to my house for 30 minutes, the anticipation building. Trying not to stare at the coffee table and think about the plans I have for it.
The sound of the doorbell makes me jump, I’d been lost in thought staring at the table again. I get to the door as quickly as I can with my cock already hard for you. I can’t wait to see you, knowing what I have in store.
I open the door and instantly I’m pissed. You can see the anger on my face, and you know you fucked up. “That’s not the outfit I sent you.”
“I couldn’t drive here in that,” you protest.
“I don’t care about what you couldn’t do. You didn’t follow my orders.”
Slowly you start to unbutton your dress, sliding it from your shoulders and revealing the slutty outfit I bought you. My breath comes quicker as I stare at me in the outfit I’d imagined you in so many times. The leather corset pushing your perky tits up fully into my view, framing your shaved pussy perfectly, the pussy I own. The garters and black stockings emphasize your long legs, with nothing in the back covering your perfect round ass.
“Get on the table slut” I say roughly.
“I can’t daddy it will break,” you reply.
“Shut the fuck up and get on all fours, whore.” I growl.
Your face shows surprise at the command, but the lust radiating from my eyes makes you melt. You crawl onto the table like a good girl, your body fitting the length perfectly. Your hands grip the edge at one end, your knees right at the edge on the other end. I walk around you, trailing my hand across your body as I do. As my hand reaches your ass, I smack it hard enough to leave a mark, hard enough to make you fucking yelp from the sting.
“Ow,” you protest. “Daddy don’t hurt me”
“Shut up.” I bark at you. “You were supposed to wear it here, not cover it up with a fucking dress.”
“But anyone could have seen…” you try for an excuse, realizing what’s to come, realizing your mistake.
“Seen what? All they would have seen is that you’re a little slut who’s here to get fucked. That’s the fucking truth isn’t it?” I ask crossing my arms across my chest, looking up the length of your sweet body to see the lust shining in your eyes.
“Yes,” you quietly answer.
“Yes, what?” I ask raising at eyebrow at your disobedience.
“Yes, sir,” you say turning your gaze from me and letting you head drop.
Two hard smacks to your slut ass drive the point home. You’re definitely in trouble now…
Your eyes close as you feel it – the rough sensation of something dragging across your ass, the feel of it sliding so gently across your pussy, and down your thighs, suddenly retreating as you hear me walk around in front of you.
Gripping you by the throat, I pull your face up to look at me. “What happens when you disobey me?”
“You punish me sir,” you answer as I release your neck and walk back to where I was.
You tense your body in anticipation, only to feel the rough scratches again. Suddenly, I bring my whip down hard on your ass, and you cry out from the shock.
“Quiet! You wouldn’t want the neighbors to hear, would you?” You shake your head no in response as you bite my lip, waiting for the next strike. You don’t have to wait long as I bring it down hard on your ass twice, causing your eyes to water from the stings, and you have to bite your lip to keep silent.
You feel my whip sliding across your body again, first across your ass, sliding down the back of your thighs, then traveling back up your inner thighs. Your body tenses in anticipation only a split second before the whip smacks against your sweet pussy. You make another sound in response to the pain, sounding more like a moan than a yell, as your eyes water more.
“Are you going to wear what I ask next time?” I ask, my voice passionate, pissed off, but filled with lust.
You nod in response, afraid to make a noise. The whip smacks crisply against your pussy once again. “Answer me, slut” I growl.
“Yes, sir” you moan in a voice laced with pain and lust.
“Better,” I say as I drop the whip, and walk around you trailing my hand across your body as I go.
I hold you by the throat, gently this time, urging your head up to face me. I wipe the tears from you face, I ask you, “will you disobey me again?”
“No sir,” you say looking right into my eyes.
“That’s right, this will not happen again.” I lean in to kiss you deeply and you think your punishment is done. So wrong. “Keep your head just like that,” I say as I pull back from the kiss and release your neck. I stand up before you, and as I unzip my pants freeing my throbbing cock, you realize exactly why I picked this table.
I barely have to move forward at all before my cock is pressed against your lips. Not wanting to assume you’re being rewarded with such a treat, you turn your eyes up to me, seeking permission. I glance down at you, and nod, a smirk crossing my face as I see your reaction to my permission in your eyes.
Your tongue darts out, licking the precum from the tip of my cock, savoring the taste as your tongue swirls all around the head, pausing to lick from top to bottom of underside. I caress your hair as you continue to feel me with your tongue. Suddenly my hand laces through your hair, and pulls tight trapping your head just where you are. Your mouth opens with a gasp, and I take the opportunity to force my cock into your mouth. Quickly, you seal your lips around me, sliding your tongue around my shaft as I start to fuck your dirty mouth.
As my pace quickens, your tongues lies flat across the underside of my cock unable to keep up with my pace. Your throat relaxes allowing every inch of me to slide into you. I’ve had enough of your mouth and need more.
Sliding out of your mouth, I quickly move away, walking around to stand behind you. I slide my hard cock against your tight pussy, your wetness covering and coating my cock as I tease you mercilessly.
“Please sir,” you whisper breathlessly, trying to push your hips back enough to force my cock inside of you.
“You want that, don’t you?” I say in a gruff voice. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you?” I ask continuing to torture my slut.
“Yes daddy please”
“Oh, I’ll fuck you alright,” I promise as I slide my cock upwards, and press against your now red ass.
“Relax,” I whisper pressing lightly into you. But your body refuses to do so. “Relax,” I demand as I bring my hand down hard against your ass.
Your body tightens from the pain, but then relaxes as the sting quickly fades. As you relax I forcefully push the head of my cock inside of you.
“Jesus,” I say realizing just how tight your little asshole is. I slide slowly into you, burying myself in the tightness of your ass.
I grip your hips and pull you backwards towards me as I drive even deeper into you. Savoring the sensation, I hardly realize I’m no longer moving, it’s not until you begin to wiggle your hips slowly, sliding my cock in and out of your ass a little bit at a time.
“Oh fuck” tumbles from your mouth making me aware that you’re ready. My thrusts increase in speed, thrusting harder and deeper each time until I’m ramming myself into your ass.
As I look down, I love watching my hard cock sliding into your reddened ass, perfectly framed by the leather corset and the garters. The sexual tension of the day I spent waiting for you, along with the sight of your ass in front of me, with the feeling of me pounding into your incredibly tight ass is almost too much. Your asshole is so tight and my cock is stretching you apart. It feels so wrong but you fucking love it. You moan for me, loving the feeling of being filled up. You start to beg for me to cum inside of you. Pleading with me, telling me that you’ve been a good girl and that you should be rewarded. I spank you again, again telling you to shut up. You are here for my pleasure, I don’t need to listen to your requests. I keep fucking you, driving deeper and deeper into you as your moans turn to screams, the new sensation almost too much for you. Suddenly my thrusts grow stronger and faster and you can tell I am almost there. You whimper in pleasure as you feel my cock pulsing, my hot cum filling you up, shooting deep inside of you.
I pull out and force you onto your knees. You look up and me and ask if you can clean me up. I agree and you begin to lick my cum off of my swollen cock. Cleaning up the mess you made as any good girl should. I pull you up by the throat and give you a kiss then send you off to the bathroom to clean yourself up and prepare for a second round.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/e8g41b/just_had_to_punish_you