Friday, January 4, 2013
Where Fantasy Meets Reality
It felt so good.
She blushed to herself, as she could feel herself getting wet. The warmth from her bottom was radiating, and making her all sorts of pleased.
"Mmm.. smells like a happy Kelley." The blush on the cheeks on her face turned so deep they must have surpassed the blush on her bottom cheeks. "Yep, definitely a happy little girl," he remarked casually has he ran his fingers across her soaked lips. He slowly entered one finger, then two, then three, pretending to be oblivious to the girl's mews, silently begging him for much more. "What a naughty little girl! Getting turned on from a spanking? Tsk tsk," he mused as his fingers continued there slow fucking of the young girl over his knee.
"Dirty girl. MY dirty girl." He emphasized the last statement with a particularly forceful thrust inside her. "Yours sir!" she gasped out, "your dirty girl, sir."
"Hm," was his only reply as he slowly removed his fingers. The girl barely had a chance for her little whine to get out before she gasped loudly, as she felt the tip of his finger brush over her bottom hole. "Sir!" she cried, jerking her head back to look at him, eyes wide and innocent.
SMACK! He looked at her sternly, after having removed his hand to deliver the reprimand. "Yes little girl? You were saying something?" She blushed, eyes downcast, properly chastened and turned to look forward again, relaxing her body over his strong thighs. His hand resumed it's previous light grazing of the girl's bottom hole, unfazed by her tiny mew. This time though when he paused, it was to spread the poor girl's cheeks even farther apart. Not that his view was obstructed prior- she had been divested completely of all her clothes from the waist down before ever going over the man's lap- but he felt like getting a better look at what was his.
"Daddyyyyy," she whined, humiliated by the exposure. "Yes little girl?" He asked, never moving his hands from her bottom, but rather appearing to move his head for an even better view, as if assessing the terrain for the first time. "It's embarrassing Daddyyyy," she pleaded, not exactly saying that she wanted it to stop, as she hid her face in her hands. He knew her secret though. That the most humiliating part wasn't the exposure, but rather what the exposure did to her.
"It should be embarrassing little girl," he continued conversationally. "Getting turned on from a spanking, and then even wetter from having your bottom exposed. You are practically dripping!" As he spoke he paused to blow gently over her bottom, the cool air causing her to gasp. It heightened her awareness that she had no protection, and of her own arousal.
He began to use his index finger to roam over her tightened hole. "But this is mine, isn't it little girl?"
"Yes sir Daddy" she dutifully and promptly replied.
"That's right. It's mine. And that means I get to look at it when I want, and I get to play with it when I want. Along with anything else that is mine."
"Yes sir, Daddy," she moaned out, squirming ever so slightly over his lap.
"Now, Kelley May," he continued in a tone that seemed all too casual for the situation, "have you been using your beads everyday like Daddy told you to?" He tapped lightly on her hole as he asked, and watched her squirming increase. "Um...uhh..." she tried to stall. "Little girl?" He said forcefully, leaving no room for negotiation. "Um, not exactly sir..." she trailed off, looking back at him over her shoulder, biting her lip and giving him the biggest of big eyes.
She knew she was in trouble. It had been a rule for a few weeks now, ever since he had taken to what he liked to call "rectal attitude adjustments." She would sass him and he would send her to go put in her beads. Protests were ignored, and she would mind. She had learned how to put them in properly after the first time. "Daddy?" she had meekly asked as she walked out on the patio where he was standing next to a mutual friend. "I put them in, but I don't think I did it right. They don't feel right." She had given him the saddest of sad eyes in the littlest of little voices, and he knew what he was supposed to do. "So you aren't sure you did it right and you need Daddy to check and fix it for you is that it little one?" "Uh huh" she replied, nodding, blushing to her ears that their friend was there as well. He brought her to his side, and gently bent her slightly over his propped up knee and pulled down her panties, causing her blush to turn crimson. He then grabbed the ring at the end of the beads and turned it 180 degrees so they were facing the proper direction. He deftly pulled her panties back up and patted her bottom, letting her stand again. She had never felt like such a child, and had no words in response as he said, "there you go little one, now go back inside."
Ever since then, he would use that circle, and turn the beads a full 360 degrees if she coped attitude while wearing them. "Rectal Attitude Adjustment"- definitely his favorite. And so with that in mind, she had been ordered to wear them every time he wasn't with her to remind her who she belonged to, and to continue to train her bottom so it would be better able to handle Daddy's cock.
But she had neglected her task the last week- for multiple days in fact- and she knew that her bottom was going to pay for that, one way or another.
"Not exactly? Hm... well then. I see we are going to have to address that then. Aren't we, young lady?" he said, firmly spanking her bottom once again. "Ow! Ah! Yes sir Daddy! Oooh! I'm sorry sir!" she cried out as his hand smacked into her bottom, raining down punishing swats this time. Gone were the good girl spanks of before, and in their place were stinging, punishing blows to her already reddened backside, meant to make the naughty little girl remember the spanking when she sat down.
"Nooooo" she cried, knowing what was coming, as he lowered his left knee, raising his right, angling the poor little girl farther forward, exposing her sensitive sit spots, and further showing off her still dripping pussy. Swat after punishing swat crashed down on her bottom and sit spots. "Yes little girl. This is what happens to naughty little girls who disobey their Daddies. They get their naughty little bottom's spanked. I want you to feel this tomorrow little one." Her legs started to kick a bit at the sting, spreading her legs farther apart, and causing the tell tale sign of her naughtiness and the affect of his words to drip down. He was a smart man, and knew exactly what his scolding, coupled with the spanks would do to his babygirl, and he had to bite back a chuckle when he noticed the growing wet spot on his pants below her dripping lips.
"Kelley May!" he exclaimed, dealing out the strongest swat yet. "What is this???" he asked in what appeared to be slight outrage as he slid two fingers inside of her with ridiculous ease. "You are being punished and you are dripping wet! Literally dripping! Look at this mess you have made."
Her suspicions were confirmed when he came up behind her and began probing and examining her bottom hole with his fingers. "Such a dirty little girl. Dripping wet from your punishment." He reached his fingers inside her pussy, pulling out her juices and rubbing them on her bottom. "So wet you don't even need lube. Not that you'd get any. Naughty, dirty little girls like you don't get lube, do they Kelley May?"
"No sir Daddy," she replied, thankful that she knew she was more than wet enough to make up for it. She knew here Daddy would never risk hurting her. But the slight fear still sent a thrill down her spine.
"You seem to like your spanking so much, I guess we are going to have to find another suitable punishment for you," he mused, as he prepared her opening and his rock hard cock. "Getting your ass fucked. That seems like a good choice. You didn't mind Daddy about having your toy in your bottom, so Daddy is going to have to punish it instead."
She mewed and blushed as she felt him at the entrance to her bottom, pushing it's way in. "Oooohhh! Ouch! Oohh Daddy it hurts, sir!" she mewed as he first came in. She tensed and he paused, petting her back and bottom. "Shhh little one. You're ok. Just relax for Daddy. See, this is what happens when you don't train your bottom like Daddy tells you to. Relax baby. That's a good girl. Relax and let Daddy's cock inside. Here, you back onto me little one," he offered in a voice meant to soothe a kitten. She blushed at the command, embarrassed to essentially be fucking herself on his cock, but grateful to be allowed to set the pace until he deemed her ready to take him fully.
"Yes sir Daddy." She tried to relax, to let his cock in as she backed her bottom closer to him. But it was so tight! It will never fit, it hurts too much, she thought, as she always did. But when he felt her tense he would coo to her, "that's my good girl. That's Daddy's good girl!" and she would preen at the praise and relax just that bit more, letting him in. "Such a good girl for Daddy! Taking Daddy's cock in your bottom! My good girl!" she relaxed fully as he was in all the way.
Now that he was in fully, and her body had relaxed, she began to enjoy the feeling of fullness in her bottom. She blushed as he began to pump in and out of her, having completely regained control of the tempo without so much as a word. Slowly at first, but increasing in speed and force each time. "That's my girl. My good, dirty little girl. Taking it in the ass for Daddy. What a dirty little slut you are."
"Daddy's dirty girl. Only for Daddy," she panted out as he fucked her ass harder and harder. "That's right. Mine," he declared, bending forward to bite the nape of her neck, causing her to moan even louder.
"You like it don't you? Yeah, you like when Daddy fucks your tight little ass hole." she shook her head, trying to deny what was so plainly obvious. "Now now, no fibbing. Such a dirty girl! How embarrassing that must be! To be getting fucked in the ass, and to like it!? How humiliating!" She wanted to object but there was no denying it now. She was moaning and panting, her wetness dripping down the insides of her thighs. He was rubbing her clit, and she was precariously close to cuming.
"But Daddy," she pleaded between thrusts, "it's so naughty! And so dirty! Good girls don't like having their bottoms fucked. It's humiliating Daddy!"
"It is humiliating isn't it? Well it should be. You've been a very naughty girl. And you are Daddy's dirty little slut, and now you are just proving it." Of course, no where, had she ever, asked him to stop. And he knew it. She just needed to get out her little protest. Feeble as it was. And truth be told, she loved the humiliation most of all.
"Daddy's little butt-slut. You are aren't you? Just a butt-slut for me." He fucked her harder and faster, thrusting in and out. Her orgasm over took her and she cried out. His came crashing through him as she dropped her head down, spent, into the mattress, ass, of course, still up in the air. .....
Phew! Wow, ok then. That was different! lol. Most of this is based on reality- a few different moments in my current relationship-, and what's not is inspired by my fantasies. Also partly inspired by the ridiculously yummy picture at the beginning. :) I included an old picture of me as well for visual reference for anyone needing it. :)
So, what's real and what's fiction? You'll just have to guess!
PS. I make no claims to be even a decent writer. This just came out this way as it was the best meld of fantasy and reality. I make no claims it's good. Just hope that it's hot. I'm going to go have some fun now! *wink*