Daddy's Eager Little Princess (Wounded Daddies 10)

Somewhere in my mind, I realize the significance of this moment, and again the fact that the thought fills my head right now is ironic. We have just taken a dramatic step forward in our relationship. I am not just holes for his pleasure. I am his little girl, and he is my Daddy!

And the thought hits me while he is using one of my holes for his pleasure.

I would giggle if it were not so damned overpowering. “Si bon!” I cry. “Oh, Daddy! Si Bon!” His hand comes down hard on my ass cheek again and I scream, “So good, Daddy! So good! So good! So good!”

Nobody has ever spanked me during sex before. Nobody has ever done anything at all to cause me even the slightest amount of physical pain during sex before. I have no idea why I love it so much but there is no way to deny that I love it. “Oh, Daddy!” I cry but my voice and breath disappear as the orgasm takes such a firm hold on me that I cannot do anything but just remain there with my body over the arm of the chair and accept what Dennis does with his cock driving deeply into me.

I want more spanks, so although I cry out in French and almost immediately translate what I cry into English for him, occasionally I delay so I will feel his hand on my ass cheek again. Finally, I scream, “S'il te plait, vas-tu culminer pour moi?”

I wait and when his hand hits, my orgasm and the pain explode and I scream, “Daddy! Daddy! Please will you cum for me? Please, Daddy!”

He stops moving for a second, and since I’m cumming so hard, I cannot really say or do anything about it at all. I realize I have stunned him, though, and a moment later, he is not stunned at all. On the contrary, he is encouraged to grant me my wish. He moves his body quickly and as he does I cry out again because my orgasm grows to almost unbearable levels. “Daddy!” I scream.

At least I try to scream it. I try a few times, but not once do I get anything intelligible out.

In fact, I do not get enough noise out that I am even sure I said anything at all. He moves harder and faster and then finally finishes, slamming in hard and then stopping deep inside me and becoming still. I moan and shudder, my body trying to figure out the sudden end of movement. He remains deep inside me for a moment and then lifts me up. I feel disoriented for just a second before I end up on his lap. He sits on the chair and puts me on top of him, holding me to him and kissing my neck and shoulder. “Daddy,” I whisper as I lay my head in the crook of his neck. “My Daddy.”

My Daddy.