Please, Daddy (Jackson Family 2)

“Little bit longer, baby girl,” I groaned. Fuck, I was so goddamn close.

“Harder, Daddy,” she moaned.

That fucking did it. That little beg set me off.

I roared her name, the tips of my fingers digging into her hips as I came hard inside of her. It triggered another orgasm for her, and she came hard with me, her cries bouncing off the walls.

After, I released her from the cuffs and then flipped her onto her stomach, rubbing her ass cheeks with my palms. “I believe I owe you a spanking,” I rumbled.

She nodded, though her body trembled. “Yes, Daddy.”

I smacked my hand onto her ass, watching as it jiggled with the movement. God, this woman was made like a fucking goddess.

Always a handful but never too much for me to handle.

“Do you know why you’re getting a spanking?” I asked her.

“Because I didn’t verbally answer you, Daddy.”

I smacked her ass again. “Are you going to verbally answer Daddy from now on?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she whimpered.

I smacked her ass again. She whined. “What’s the number one rule in this room?” I asked her.

“I always answer Daddy with my words,” she croaked.

I smacked her ass again. She was doing so fucking good, taking her punishment like the angel she was. She only had one more smack, and it would be over, and I could rub her sore body down in lotion and take her to bed to cuddle.

“Are we going to have a repeat of this?” I asked her.

“No, Daddy,” she whimpered.

I landed one good, loud smack on her ass for good measure and then lifted her into my arms so she straddled my legs. She linked her arms around my neck. I smoothed my hands over her back, soothing her after her punishment. “Good girl,” I rumbled. “You did so well today. Daddy is extremely proud of you.”

She pressed a kiss to my cheek. “I want to always please you,” she told me. God, she was going to make me take her again, and her body couldn’t handle anymore tonight. “I’m sorry for not following the rules.”

“Oh, baby,” I rasped, cupping the back of her head. I pressed my lips to her temple. “Just don’t let it happen again.”

“I won’t, Daddy,” she promised.

I reached down and slowly pulled the butt plug from her ass, making a mental note to clean it once she was asleep. I then carried her out to our room and laid her on the bed. I rubbed her body down in a lavender-scented lotion before sliding into bed beside her, drawing her naked body to mine.

Grabbing the remote, I turned the TV on. “You want to watch a Disney movie?” I asked her.

She eagerly nodded her head. I pressed a kiss to the top of her head before turning on Sleeping Beauty. My little girl truly was a little. She may not take bottles and pacifiers, but in every other way, she was completely a little.

And I fucking loved it.

I held her until she fell asleep. After cleaning up the butt plug and straightening the playroom back up, I took my medicine and crawled back into bed beside her, pulling her warm, soft body back into my arms.

I pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “I love you, little girl,” I whispered so low I barely even heard myself speak the words.

But I did. I loved my baby girl with every fiber of my fucking being – all the way to the depths of my dark, tainted, twisted soul.