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Oh he is such a mean Daddy! He is a big old meanie! He sits in his chair with his keyboard on his lap, wireless mouse on the chair arm. Porn displayed on the huge TV which at the moment is serving as his computer. I, of course, am in the corner. Pouting. It seems like I’m spending a lot of time in the corner lately. He use to only put me here when he got too angry to deal with me which was very seldom.
I know Daddy and I have an odd relationship that most people don’t understand but thats fine with me. I met him about a year ago and there was an instant sexual attraction, the first time He bent me over His knee and paddled my ass, I knew I was in love. Daddy has always believed in punishment and reward, not anger and screaming matches. Even when He is wrong He will admit guilt or wrong doing and then ask me what I think His punishment should be. If I don’t answer He’ll sentence himself with me as the executioner of said punishment. I hate giving Him a punishment, I always feel guilty about it. Thank god He isn’t bad very often.
Now me on the other hand… I am always in trouble. I am a very mischievous kitten and sometimes down right bratty. Like today, a couple of friends of mine from work asked me and Daddy to join them for some drinks and possibly dancing. When I asked Daddy if we could go He said no. Well I really wanted to go, and since he wanted to treat me like a child, I threw a temper tantrum like one, stomping feet and all. Daddy looked almost shocked.
“Really Kitten? Go to your corner.” He said in almost a dismissive way. I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest, a pout turning my bottom lip down as my eyebrows knitted together.
“But Daddy its not fair. We never go anywhere!” I pouted.
“Kitten I will not talk to you when you are like this. Go to your corner!” He ordered. I stomped my foot and shook my head.
“No Daddy. Tell me why we can’t go out with my friends.” Daddy’s jaw clenched tight and my heart raced. His eyes grew cold, and I felt my palms grow sweaty. To tell daddy “no” means big trouble. He slowly rose from the chair and every instinct inside me was screaming, kneel and beg for forgiveness. But I stood my ground. We have been invited out every week this month and not gone once.
“Kitten.” He drawled out into almost three syllables making it a warning, which I should have been smart and took because He never gives out second chances. My nerves of steel were rapidly turning to jelly. I licked my lips and gulped, I struggled to fight all my instincts not to kneel at his feet, not to say I’m sorry, not to beg and cry. Instead I took a deep breath forced my eyes to meet his and straightened out my shoulders.
“We bursa escort never go anywhere, we never have company, I haven’t even met any of your friends. Are you ashamed of me?” I asked, Daddy’s eyes widened and He stepped back as if I had slapped Him. I could actually see the hurt look change, as His eyes suddenly turned hard and determined again. He suddenly surged forward and wrapped His hand into my long red hair. With a quick yank He shook my head for emphasis then glared down at me. His eyes boring deep into mine, sending chills down my back. With a snarl His word cam out as a growl.
“PRESENT.” That one word stopped my heart. Looking deep into those piercing green eyes, the hard as steel clenched jaw, the snarling lip, I gulped and knew not to argue again. Slowly I began to shift my body to bend at the waist but Daddy didn’t think I was moving fast enough so with His hand still wrapped in my hair He quickly pushed my face into the couch cushion and held me tightly down. With His other hand He gripped the back of my pants and yanked them downward in one quick motion.
My body shuddered with anticipation. I knew what was coming and no matter how much I clenched my butt cheeks this was going to hurt. I gripped the couch cushion and prepared myself for the spanking.
Daddy’s hand came down hard and swift across both my ass cheeks repeatedly. I shuffled from foot to foot with each smack but I refrained from sobbing out. He gave me 6 swats to each cheek. The swats growing harder and harder each set, the last one was right in the middle catching a tender part of my pussy. My knees buckled inward causing me to move away.
It was only then that I sobbed out simply because I knew He was going to start the spanking all over again. He grabbed my hips and yanked me back roughly pulling my ass up higher in the air.
“Don’t fucking move.” He scolded me in a growl. I whimpered and braced myself for the next 6 swats these coming even harder and faster than the last. Tears filled the brim of my eyes yet refused to spill. After the last swat stung my hot abused ass His hand gently caressed the red and swollen globes.
“Get these clothes off MY body!” He ordered then left the room. I quickly undressed and stood with my head down waiting patiently for His return. When He finally returned He had the nipple clamps, ball gag, and a butt plug. I whimpered as my arms automatically crossed over my chest hiding my already perked up nipples.
“You are really trying my patients today kitten.” He snapped as he slapped my arms. I flinched and lowered my arms back to my sides. Daddy put the ball gag and plug down and untangled the chain on the nipple clamps. bursa escort bayan My body shook with fear as I repeatedly sobbed.
“I’m sorry daddy.” Over and over I whispered softly afraid to speak louder afraid that I’d scream and cry. My overly sensitive nipples cause me to hate the nipple clamps more than anything else Daddy has introduced me to yet.
“Not yet Kitten, but soon.” He threatened. The tears spilled over the brim of my eyes and softly trickled down my cheeks. He stepped up and clamped one of my sensitive nipple. I squealed out as pain shot through my tit deep into my chest. I flinched violently back. Daddy’s face set into a hard grimace then He smiled and I knew He already had a punishment in mind for me. In one quick movement He tugged the chain and the clamp snapped off my now throbbing nipple.
“Ahhh!!” I screamed out. Daddy grabbed my jaw and pulled me up onto my tip toes. His hard eyes boring into mine.
“I swear to god I will gag that pretty fucking mouth of yours. Now shut the fuck up and Don’t you dare move again.” He demanded.
“I’m sorry daddy.” I gasped as I fought the urge to rub my stinging nipple. His three fingertips dug into my jaw almost painfully, he always makes sure his strength is kept just shy of painful, his lips came down and gently caressed mine. My heart shuttered, my breath caught in my throat, my muscles turned to mush.
His kiss always sends me over the edge. And it always takes me a moment to regain my composure after the kiss ended. Daddy’s hand caressing my breasts pulling roughly on my nipples. Electricity shot through my body and stopped at my throbbing cunt. This time when the clamps pinched closed I gritted my teeth but I didn’t dare move or cry out, and Daddy was kind enough to do both nipples at the same time. It takes more concentration on His part but lessens the length of pain time for me. The gesture did not go unnoticed. He knows how much I hate the nipple clamps.
His lips once again came down but this time passed up mine, as His teeth dug into my neck my knees buckled but He was prepared as He scooped me up into His arms pulling me tightly to Him. My throbbing swollen clamped nipples grazed across His shirt and I wanted to scream, every touch felt like 1000s of needles stabbing my poor sensitive nipples. My breathing was fast and hard some of it to do with the clamps but most of it because I was so close to Him.
“You shouldn’t say hurtful things to your daddy.” He whispered in my ear as He tugged roughly on the chain.
“Present.” He ordered and I whimpered but obeyed as I bent over the couch, burying my face into the cushion, arching my back, I knew what was coming. escort bursa He grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them apart, one finger circled my tender asshole. I flinched as He spit on it and whimpered as His finger dipped in then out then in again. When He pulled His finger completely out I felt empty.
“Hmm oh damn kitten your asshole looks so damn good. Opening and closing and flexing, just begging for my cock.” He moaned as He played with my ass. I whimpered again and wiggled my ass back toward Him.
“Oh look at you, you little whore, wiggling that ass for me. Wanting my cock to fill it?” He asked. I whimpered and nodded. Suddenly I felt the cool tip of the silicone rubber dildo pushing against my tender asshole. I cried out as my asshole stretched open allowing the thick phallus to penetrate.
“Shut up and take it.” He snarled at me. I took a deep breath and bit my bottom lip and grunted again as He slowly pushed it deeper and deeper until it was deep into my bowels. When it was completely in, He swatted my tender filled bottom. I dug my fingertips into the couch and bit my lip so hard I tasted blood but I remained silent.
“This is MINE! To do what I want, Whenever I want. If you understand this, SAY YES SIR!” He said in a threatening growl. I cringed down trying to make myself small and hoping for invisibility.
“Yes Sir.” I squealed out. When He was finished preparing my body He gripped the chain that hung between my breast and pulled me into an upright position.
“Ok kitten, this is your last chance. Are you going to go to your corner?” He asked. Keeping my ashamed eyes focused on the carpet I nodded.
“Yes Daddy.” I said in a tiny voice that clearly said daddy, as always, won.
“Good.” He said and stepped to the side pointing to my dreaded corner.
“And while your there you are to think about how you spoke to me, because it hurt my feelings that you could ever think I’m ashamed of you. I always say no, because I don’t want to share you with anyone yet. What we have is too new to share with anyone besides I want to be proud when I introduce my obedient kitten to my friends.” He emphasized obedient to drill it home.
A lump rose in my throat as my heart broke and tears streamed down my cheeks.
So here I am kneeling in the corner stuffed and clamped, listening to the porno playing, I can hear the wet slapping of Daddy stroking His cock. I know its part of my punishment. He’s so angry He’d rather stroke it then to have my mouth. Tears spilled down my cheeks as guilt hit me. I knelt there until my legs grew numb and the need to pee grew too intense to sit still.
“Kitten, go pee then get your mouth on this cock and apologize.” He ordered. I wasted no time in jumping to obey, a smile lifting my lips because I knew that Daddy was no longer angry at me and once His cum fills my belly, His forgiveness will be given, as is the way.
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