Daddy's Little Assistant (Daddy 9)

“I won’t even do that if you don’t leave immediately, and if you give us any problems, I’ll call one of the guys in the security team in here to bodily toss you out.”

She cried out as she ran for the door. “I can’t believe you would do this to me, Eli.”

Eli snorted and slammed the door behind her before turning Kinley’s way and putting his arms behinds his back.

She knew instantly he was mad.

“Uh-oh,” David said. “Someone’s in trouble.”

Kinley took a step back and then another when Eli advanced. “But, Eli, I was trying to help.”

He smirked. “I know, babe.”

“Then why am I in trouble?”

She tried to hide behind Senior. He just laughed, and Eli snorted.

“Because you could have been hurt.”

She shook her head as she backed toward his father. “No, I wouldn’t. You were right there. I knew you wouldn’t let anything happen to me.”

“Oh, she’s good,” David said and laughed, making her giggle behind him.

“Is it working?” she whispered to David.

“No, dear. I don’t think so,” he whispered back, but everyone heard him.

“Shoot,” she griped behind him.

David laughed again.

Eli grinned. “Dad and Grandpa, Kinley and I are going to have a chat. Will you give us a moment?”

“Sure,” they both said and watched as Eli grabbed her arm as she tried to dodge around his dad. He tossed her over his shoulder.

“Wait,” she said and smacked his back.

Eli took the stairs two at a time, making her screech out.

He closed a door behind them and then switched on the light.

She tried to look around, but her long, thick hair was in the way.

“Where are we?”

“In my bedroom.”

“Let me see.”

He dropped her on the bed, and she giggled when she bounced. She tried to smooth her hair and get it off her face.

The room was huge. There was a king-sized four-poster bed and a small area with a sofa, chair, and TV. On the other side of the room were two doors. The one she could see was a bathroom and the closed door, she assumed was the closet.

Everything looked heavy and expensive. “I like your room.”

He rolled his eyes, sat on the edge of the mattress, and patted his lap. “Come here, baby.”

She bit her lip. He’d spanked her before, but it was always for pleasure. This time, she knew she’d be feeling it for hours.

“Can we talk about it?”

He shook his head. “No. Who’s the daddy?”

“You are.”

“That’s right, and are you supposed to listen to your daddy?”

She nodded.

“What do you think should happen when you don’t listen to him?”

“I get punished.”

“That’s right. Now come here.”

She sighed, crawled over, and let him slide her over his lap. She couldn’t prevent the shiver that skated down her spine when his hand caressed and cupped her ass cheek over the dress.

Her eyes closed when she felt her dress being pulled up and over her ass. Now her lacy white panties were in full view.

“Damn, woman. I can’t wait to be inside of you.”

“I want that, too.”

“We’ll eat with the family, and they’ll want to talk for a bit, but when I get you up here, you’ll be naked in about ten seconds and me deep inside your mouth, cunt, and ass.”

She nodded vigorously. “I would like that, Daddy.”

She felt his hand skim over her ass and then a sharp sting as his hand came down.

“Oweee!”

“We’ll do all of that and more … after this.”