Daring Daddy (Montana Daddies 5)

“Yes, Sir,” she gasped out.

He tilted his head to the side as he studied her. “Nervous?”

“A little.”

“Don’t be. I’m here. Nothing will hurt you while I’m here.”

She turned her head back around and closed her eyes. He slowly spread her ass cheeks, opening her up to gaze. She opened her eyes on a gasp.

“Easy. Such a pretty bottom. Look at your little hole. It’s going to feel so good to be stretched slightly. Just relax for me. That’s it. Now take a deep breath in,” she felt the tip of the plug press against her bottom hole, “now let your breath out. That’s it. Good girl.”

He pressed the plug slowly but firmly inside her. Nerve endings she’d never known existed were suddenly coming alive. Oh God. She’d expected pain, but the plug wasn’t actually that large. Instead, she felt full and slightly stretched.

And incredibly turned on.

“That’s a pretty sight. My beautiful girl, with my plug in her bottom. Stretched out for me.” He rolled her over once more, securing her limbs again. He ran a finger down her slit. “So wet. I think someone likes being plugged.”

Shit. He did not just say that. “Zeke! Please!”

“Is that what you call me right now?” He laid a small slap on her clit and she screamed. It was a mix of pleasure and pain. More, she needed more.

“Sorry, Sir. Please!” she begged.

He settled between her legs. “What do you need?”

“To come. I need to come.”

“Hm, let me see.” He spread open the lips of her pussy, gazing down at her swollen, wet folds. “Yes, you do, don’t you? Too bad this is also punishment and you don’t get to come until I say so.”

She cried out as he took a long, slow lick of her folds. He tapped her clit gently. It wasn’t nearly enough to send her flying. “Nooo!”

He was really serious about that? The bastard.

He stared up along her body. “I could decide not to let you come at all.”

She quickly pressed her lips together. She couldn’t imagine remaining this aroused with no relief in sight.

“And just so this is clear, from now on all your orgasms are mine. The only time you’re to touch this little clit is at my direction.”

Her eyes widened. She couldn’t ever imagine doing that. Touching herself while he directed her? She’d be way too embarrassed to do that.

“Oh, it will happen,” he promised in a hard voice. “One day.” He moved, grabbing another object off the bedside table. Shit. What now? Her eyes widened.

“This, my dear sweet baby, is a Hitachi wand. Ever seen one?”

“N-no.” It was huge. A long handle and at the tip was a round, vibrating head. When he turned it on, it made an ominous buzzing sound. He lay next to her on his side and placed the head just below her breast. Then he moved it slowly up her mound. Oh hell, he was going to place it on her nipple.

She let out a scream as the vibrating head touched her sensitive nipple. It was just a brief touch then he lifted it away, letting her catch her breath. Then he laid it against her other nipple.

“No, no, no,” she moaned, her head thrashing back and forth on the pillow. “Too much. It’s too much.”

“Oh, there’s more to come.” He moved the wand away and sucked the nipple closest to him into his mouth as he ran the wand down her stomach, closer and closer to her clit. Then it was placed directly over the bundle of nerves.

Fuck!

She yelled out. She was so close. So close to soaring over the edge. . .

Then the bastard drew it away.