Authors: NJ Cole
“Yes, Daddy.”
I pulled down her panties, holding back a groan at the sight before my eyes. Her ass was perfect. And peeking out from behind her round cheeks at the apex of her thighs was her pussy—her
bare
pussy—exactly how I liked it. It wasn’t so much that I minded the hair; I just liked the sound it made when my hand or riding crop slapped a wet, shaved pussy. And of course it was easier to see how excited a woman was when she was clean-shaven.
I couldn’t help but notice how aroused Mackenzie was, her pussy lips glistening with wetness.
Raising my hand, I slapped her ass soundly. It wasn’t hard enough to make a mark, but hard enough to elicit a yelp from her.
“Count,” I reminded her sternly.
“One, Daddy,” she replied quickly.
I delivered the remaining warm-up spankings, spreading them evenly over her ass cheeks. By the time I reached ten, she was panting and I could see the wetness flowing freely from her swollen pussy lips.
“Are you ready for more?” I toyed with her.
“Oh God…yes, Daddy,” she mewled.
I administered the next nine spankings, leaving handprints all over her ass. Each time she would count, often groaning as she did. I had to warn her twice not to come, but instead of threatening
to
spank her, I actually threatened
not
to spank her. By the time she said nineteen, she was dripping onto the sheets. I wished I had placed her over my lap so that I could feel her come on my legs, but there was always next time.
I couldn’t help but think of next time, even though I doubted there would be one. But if there were…my head reeled with the things I wanted to do to her.
“Nineteen, Daddy,” she said through clenched teeth. Her thighs were clenched, as well.
“Good girl,” I said, praising both her counting and the control she had over her orgasm. “And a pinch to grow an inch,” I added, grabbing her ass and pinching it hard.
“Daddy!” she shrieked.
I waited until her breathing calmed, then pulled her back onto her feet so I could untie her arms.
“Mackenzie, are you ready to give yourself to your Daddy?”
She nodded.
“Daddy is very particular about the way he likes to fuck his little girls. Are you sure you’re willing to let Daddy take you any way he pleases?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered.
Placing my hands on the bare skin of her midriff just under her shirt, I slid them down over her ribs until they rested at the top of her skirt. The simple motion brought goose bumps to her flesh. The muscles on her stomach quivered as I continued my movement toward her belly button, finally stopping at the knot she had tied in her blouse. Her breathing became ragged as I untied it slowly and pulled the fabric back to expose her bare breasts. Her nipples, small and pink, were rock hard.
“Take off your skirt and panties, little girl, but keep your stockings on.”
I watched as she wiggled out of her clothes, and then stood exposed before me. Looking around the room to see what I could use to tie her up with, I noticed a small black suitcase on the floor.
Thank you, Carter!!!!
He must have brought my bag when he rented the room for me. Of course he would have. I wasted no more thought on him, as I had
other
things on my mind.
“Go and stand against the window.” Her ass swayed as she walked toward the large picture window overlooking the bay.
After placing my bag on the bed, I opened it and grabbed some silk scarves. Moving directly behind her, I whispered into her ear. “You look beautiful, Babygirl. I wonder if everyone else will think so, too.”
She trembled as I took her left wrist and gently tied a scarf around it. Raising it above her head, I tied it off to the long curtain rod. I did the same with her right hand and loved how she was stretched out on display for me. Returning to my bag, I grabbed my spreader bar.
“Spread your legs, little girl,” I commanded.
She immediately spread them wide, and I loved how willing she was to obey my every command. Attaching the cuffs to her ankles, I then stood back to admire my work.
“You know…my view is perfect, but if there’s anyone out on the water tonight, they are getting quite a show, too, Mackenzie.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said. I could hear the excitement in her voice as well as smell it in the air.
Grabbing the flogger from my bag, I walked up behind her again. “Do you like the idea of other men watching me fuck you, little girl?” I whispered into her ear.
She shook her head.
“Oh, I think you do,” I growled, bringing the flogger swiftly down on her ass.
She groaned at the sensation.
The liquid gushed from her body, as I knew it would. I brought the flogger down again and again, making tiny pink lines on her flesh. She writhed and wriggled, but without the ability to close her legs, I knew her orgasm was not long off.
“Would you like to come, little girl?”
“Yes, Daddy…please,” she begged.
“I’ll ask you again—do you like the idea of other men watching me fuck you?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she admitted.
“That’s a very naughty thing, little girl.”
I brought the flogger down on her ass once more, taking her right to the brink of orgasm.
“Oh, God,” she moaned.
“But Daddy just so happens to like that, so he’s going to reward you. Come for me, little girl. Come for Daddy.”
“Oh, Daddy!” she screamed as her body convulsed. She didn’t have much room to move, and the only thing available to provide friction was the glass in front of her, so she pressed her pussy against it and groaned as her orgasm overtook her. I watched in delight as her come streamed down the glass.
I ran my hand over her ass, rubbing the tiny pink lines on her cheeks as she came down from her high.
“Did you like that, Babygirl?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she admitted eagerly.
“Daddy is going to take your body now,” I said, running my fingers from her slit up to her ass. She ground herself into my hand.
“The only question is—how is Daddy going to take you?”
I heard a sharp intake of breath and she stilled instantly.
“Tell me, little girl,” I said, tracing a circle around her puckered hole, “has anyone fucked this pretty little ass of yours?”
She shook her head.
“Answer Daddy,” I said, pressing my fingertip more firmly against her tight hole.
“No, Daddy,” she said in barely a whisper.
“Would my little girl like Daddy to fuck her in the ass?” I asked, sliding my finger into her, making her groan deliciously.
“If that is how Daddy wishes to fuck his little girl, then yes,” she said tentatively.
“What a good little girl.”
Her eagerness left my cock throbbing. I wanted to fuck that tight virgin ass, but it would take time. I would have to prepare her, stretch her, wait for her. I didn’t want to wait, though; I wanted to fuck her now. I just didn’t want her to know that. Her trepidation was hot. Besides, I had a compromise.
I grabbed the tube of lube and a small jeweled anal plug from the bag. “Stay still for Daddy, little girl. I’m going to make your ass even prettier.” I showed her the plug and she gasped, her eyes opening wide. My dick wept at the look on her face. It was a mixture of both fear and reverence.
“Yes, Daddy,” she exhaled.
I moved back behind her and spread her ass cheeks apart with one hand while I began to work the plug in with the other.
“Oh fuck, Daddy,” she moaned as I watched it slide into her ass. Once it was fully seated, she groaned in pleasure.
“Oh you are a very kinky little girl, aren’t you?”
She nodded.
I ran my fingers over her pussy lips, letting them dip just inside the folds. Pressing a slick digit into her, I felt her tight walls clinging to me.
“Please, Daddy,” she begged, wiggling for more.
Just as I was about to grab a condom out of the bag, I was stopped by a knock at the door.
Carter
.
“Max?” I heard him call from the hall.
“Oh, my God,” Kenzie said in a panicked voice, causing me to smile at her predicament.
I knew I would never let her father see her like this, for both our sakes. For one thing, I had no idea what he would do to her, but more importantly, I sure as hell didn’t want to find out what he would do to me if he saw that I had his daughter tied spread eagle to the window with a jeweled anal plug in her ass.
“Quiet, little girl, or I will invite him in to watch me fuck you.”
“Oh, God,” she said again and started to tug at the scarf
.
I sensed true panic. “Shhhh, Babygirl. I was teasing. Stay still and I’ll be right back.”
She whimpered but nodded her head.
I cracked the door slightly and stood in the opening, blocking his view of the room.
“Hey, Max. I brought your birthday present,” he smiled, nodding at a blonde dressed in a schoolgirl costume.
She was hot, but she didn’t really look like a schoolgirl. I had the real fucking thing tied up behind me.
“Uh…thanks, Carter, but I’ve already found
other
entertainment. Why don’t
you
enjoy this lovely little girl,” I said with a smirk.
“I can’t. I have Kenzie in my room.”
I bit my lip to hide my smile. “Actually, she isn’t. She told me to tell you that she would be back later. I’m sure you can have the desk ring you when she comes in.”
He didn’t look happy at the idea that Kenzie was out having fun, but after a quick glance at the blonde, he agreed.
“Night, Carter,” I said with a smile, closing the door.
I turned around and gazed at Mackenzie. Her body itself was a work of art, but standing there the way she was—legs spread, arms bound, wearing nothing but thigh highs—was perfection. She shifted slightly, drawing my attention to the plug in her ass as it caught the light. Once again I considered fucking that sweet ass, but I wanted her now more than ever, and I wasn’t willing to wait another minute. I didn’t care who knocked on the door or even if the hotel caught on fire. I was going to fuck that sweet pussy, and I was going to do it now.
Discarding my clothes along the way, I walked across the room never taking my eyes from her.
“Did you miss me, little girl?” I whispered in her ear.
“Yes, Daddy,” she panted.
I pressed myself against her back and she groaned at the feel of the skin-on-skin contact. I slid my fingers between her legs, feeling her wetness. Her arousal had not diminished in my absence. In fact, it had seemed to increase. She was wet and ready to go.
After removing the spreader bar so I’d have better access to her pussy, I grabbed a condom and rolled it onto my hard cock. “Daddy is going to fuck you now, Babygirl.”
She swallowed loudly and nodded her head.
Bending my knees due to our height difference, I positioned my cock at her entrance, placing just the tip inside. I could tell just by that simple movement that she was going to be incredibly tight.
“Please, Daddy,” she said, wiggling her hips, trying to get more of my shaft inside her.
I reached around, grabbed a hold of both her breasts, and entered her in one swift thrust. When she screamed out and arched her back, I pulled out quickly and thrust in again.
With the way her tight pussy strangled my cock, I wondered for a moment if I’d hurt her, but catching a glimpse of her reflection in the window, I knew she was loving every moment of it.
“You will take Daddy’s cock like a good little girl,” I growled, thrusting in again and again.
“Yes, Daddy,” she squealed. I thrust into her harder, pressing the length of her body against the glass. With each forward motion, I lifted her slightly off the carpet.
Moving my right hand—which had been holding onto her breast—down her stomach, I found her clit throbbing beneath my fingertips. Pinching it, and burying my face into the back of her neck, I fucked her wildly.
Each thrust lifted her higher and higher until just the tips of her toes skimmed the carpet. I loved holding her there by her tits and clit, impaled on my cock. It reminded me of how small she really was and how powerful I could be.
She wriggled and writhed, moaning in pleasure the entire time. She was so wet; her arousal ran down my cock and dripped from my balls. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d fucked someone
this
wet.
Her breathing changed and her body tensed as she prepared for her orgasm.
“Yes, Baby. Come all over Daddy’s cock.”
And she did…twice. The first time, I didn’t even slow down my fucking. The second time she screamed out her orgasm, I came with her, holding still long enough to enjoy the feeling of her pussy coming on my shaft.
“Oh, Mackenzie, you are so tight,” I groaned, withdrawing my dick and tossing the used condom in the trashcan. Reaching up, I untied the scarves that were confining her wrists.