Tease [m/f] [BDSM]

I’ve spent the whole day winding Daddy up.

Teasing, dirty talk, distracting him every time he tries to concentrate… I’ve needed him so bad, ever since he woke me up with his tongue on my clit.

He pulled away as soon as he saw I was awake, of course, but made sure to tease my entrance with his tip before we started our day. He left me drunk with desire, aching for him. Exactly where he wants me.

Which leaves me decidedly *not* where I want to be.

I cuddle him from behind as he stands at the kitchen counter. He strokes the back of my hand with his thumb – and catches them as they creep lower.

“No, princess,” he says warningly.

I bury my face in his shirt to hide my pouting, but somehow, as always, he still knows.

He sighs. “Stop sulking baby, or I’ll teach you a lesson.”

That perks me up, but I try to act sullen. “What kind of lesson?”

“The kind of lesson that you won’t forget quickly,” he says, thumb still caressing my hand as his tightens on my wrist.

I whine. “But Daddy, I want details. It’s not fair-”

He spins around, hand clamping over my mouth. The other pins my wrists together, and he walks me backwards until I’m flat against the wall and he’s pressed against me.

His voice is soft. Dangerous. “What isn’t fair baby?”

His eyes bore into mine. It’s as though he can read every thought, every intention.

I swallow. Desire tingles up my spine.

He doesn’t take his hand away.

“Have you forgotten who’s in charge, angel?”

I shake my head slowly.

He smiles. “Good. I’m going to remind you anyway.”

He lifts me quickly, easily, carries me up the stairs and places me on the bed. I expected him to drop me, to throw me onto the bed and fuck me… Instead, he lingers. Strokes a piece of my hair back into place and kisses me on the forehead.

I lay there, watching as he closes the door. As he turns and undresses me slowly, pulling off my shirt, rolling my jeans down my legs one at a time, unhooking my bra… he savours it all, grinning as I only grow more impatient. He steps back, and my pussy pulses. I bite my lip in expectation… but then he starts to strip himself, just as slowly. I pout indignantly, but settle as he reveals more of himself to me.

His eyes lock on mine as he drops the final piece of his clothing to the floor. Heat burns in my core, radiating out, setting my skin on fire at the mere sight of my Daddy naked.

Then he steps forward, presses my knees to my chest, and enters me in one swift movement. I moan. His cock stretches my tighteness so deliciously. He pulls me closer by my hips, towards the edge of the bed, and fucks me.

Roughly.

He leans forward, wrapping a hand around my throat. He squeezes with every deepening thrust, leaving me lightheaded with the fucking and the choking. I’m completely at my Daddy’s mercy. God I love it.

I try to move closer to him, wrapping my legs around his hips. He groans, but stops to place my legs back where he put them, with a warning look and a light slap to the face.

I pout. “You can do it harder than *that* Daddy.”

And wrap my legs back around his hips.

He shoves my legs back, holding them in place with an arm. And chokes me harder. He leaves me gasping, wide-eyed, and proves me right. The pain tingles through my cheek, leaving it red and me needing more.

Daddy obliges, alternating between choking and slapping my tits and face hard as he pounds into me. I don’t have the attention span to misbehave, and Daddy knows it. I’m lost in the pain and the pleasure he’s providing. I can’t stop moaning.

So when Daddy pulls out, I’m not expecting it. I gape up at him.

“I don’t see why I should do all the work, babygirl,” he says mildly. “Spank your pussy. Five times. Getting harder each time.”

He squeezes my throat gently to emphasise his point.

I slide my hand between my legs, and spank myself lightly. The next, harder. This time I feel it, the tingle of pain. And again. Now my head is tilted back; I’m whimpering softly. Four… Five… He grabs my wrist as I try for a sixth.

“Ah ah,” he says warningly. “I said five, baby.”

“Sorry daddy. I was just trying to be a good girl…” I look at him with puppy-dog eyes.

He can’t help but smile. “Well, you did follow orders like a good girl. Mostly anyway. Do you know what your reward is?”

I shake my head slightly.

“I’m going to breed that slutty little pussy of yours. I know you’ve needed it all day, haven’t you?”

“Yes daddy.” I say, my voice small.

He smiles and kisses me on the forehead. “I forgive you, honey.”

Then he thrusts inside me again, fucking me slow and hard. His balls slap against my skin. I tighten my walls around his cock, like a good little cocksleeve should. He groans, and pounds me harder, faster, relentless.

He doesn’t stop.

We’re both moaning, breathing heavily. I can feel Daddy twitching inside me. He holds me close, deep, thrusting shallowly.

“Daddy please, I need you to fill me up…” I whimper.

He groans, and grips my hips tight as he starts a frenzied burst of fucking, faster and harder than before.

He cums inside me, spurts of thick creamy warmth painting my walls. I’m lost in the feeling of him filling up my womb.

Daddy stroking my cheek with his thumb pulls me out of my reverie. He pulls out slowly, making me feel empty at the loss, though he’s filled me all up.

He lifts me up from my supine position, and we cuddle. I smile contentedly as I feel his cum trickling down the inside of my thigh.

“Thank you daddy,” I whisper into his chest.

He kisses the top of my head. “You’re very welcome baby.”

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