Dark Fetishes Vol. 1 (DARK EROTICA)

“Good morning sweetie. You don’t have to get up now. I just wanted to tell you I have to run to the office and I’ll be back. Mike and I decided it was for the best for you and me to live here from now on. So, later today maybe we can go pack?”

“Sure mom. Anything for you.”

She smiled, leaned in and kissed my forehead: “See you later baby.”

As she walked out of t

he room, I turned and laid on my stomach with the pillow below my head, thinking about everything. I heard footsteps coming through the door: “Mom, did you forget something?”

“It’s not mom.”

Daddy’s voice made me tremble. Immediately, although still half-asleep, I was shaking and I got the goose bumps again. I tried to get out of bed only to be stopped: “Don’t get out. Get in bed. And lay face down.”

As I laid down, I took the courage to tell him: “Brian saw us last night.”

“Oh? What did he see?” – Daddy was speaking, as I heard a noise: sounded as if he was taking off his belt.

“He was on the window atop the balcony. He saw us…”

“He saw us what, m?” – As he spoke, he lifted the sheet off me, only to reveal my complete nakedness.

“He saw you…touching me.”

He hit me with his belt on the ass real hard. It hurt, I screamed. Daddy kept talking in his stern, stabile voice as if nothing happened:

“I was touching you? Where?”

I kept quiet for a second, thinking about what I should say. He started spanking me, harder and harder: “I asked you a question, didn’t I? I expect an answer!”

Although I knew what we were doing last night, I felt too embarrassed to say it. Daddy kept using his belt and his palms to spank me and I kept screaming in both pain and arousal. I felt him getting on the bed, mounting me. I was laying head down with his legs holding me tightly underneath him.

“Should I repeat myself?” – Daddy leaned in and whispered on my ear.

“No daddy. I will behave.” – I whispered back as I felt him petting me on the head.

“So, what did I do to you last night?”

“You put your finger in my mouth…and you stuck your finger in my ass.” – I whispered.

“Good girl. And, did you like it?”

I tried to nod in agreement, but I couldn’t as he had me face down, locked in, completely unable to move.

“Yes…”

“Yes what?”

I didn’t know what to say and I went with: “Yes, daddy.”

He seemed happy with the answer. He took both of my hands and tied them up behind my back with his belt. I felt Daddy’s hands glade through every inch of me, as if he was inspecting new uncharted territory. It felt oddly satisfying, good, arousing…I was turned on and I wanted more. I never realized I was moaning until he leaned in, completely lying on me, with the heaviness of his torso on my body. I felt daddy breathing in me ear with his arms around me head: “You are a good girl. And, I’ll award you.”

I felt his hands gliding from my neck, through my back, my tied arms all the way down to my ass. He took his time there, squeezing and massaging me, right after which I felt daddy started opening it with his both hands. I couldn’t move I was squeezed under him, face down, not even able to see what he was doing.

“Tell me Beth…have you ever been fucked?” – He spoke, giving me goose bumps head to toe.

“No, daddy…no I haven’t.”

I heard him smirk in satisfaction: “Well, you’re about to be.”