Let's start 6 days ago ending with my last post. I was in trouble and I knew it. However, after sitting at work and trying to focus that empty feeling started creeping back up on me. I was texting Daddy at the time and made him aware of it. He was responding well, but I wasn't feeling like he was helping me. I realize that I should just be happy with his attention and responses, but I felt like I was getting worse....and sadly desperate. I was practically begging for him to tell me to put the plug in, but I knew if I offered that option he would tell me no.
He decided to come pick me up for lunch, figuring that that day would be a good day to start my maintenance. We went to the park and crawled interestingly into the backseat of the car. After me having a bit of a panic about being in "public" he decided that I could keep my pants up. I laid across his lap while he spanked me. It was nice laying there, the spanking helped put me back in the right mindset. I figured out I have to learn to trust in him more. I never realized how being the only one to have your own back made it hard to finally relinquish that power and trust someone else to have it for you. I kept having to look up fully expecting a crowd around the car pointing and staring at me getting spanked. It went on for about 30 minutes, him spanking me, us talking, spanking, talking...until finally it was just us talking. About then I had been away from work for almost an hour and we still hadn't had lunch. So we climbed back upfront and grabbed a quick bite before he dropped me back off.
The downside is that empty feeling was still with me. Daddy ordered me to go to the bathroom and do 3 sets of 15 crunches. So, of course I did. After I got back to my desk he then said "good girl, now take the butt plug and go put it in, let me know when your finished." Now I feel like a dumbass. I was just in the bathroom doing crunches pretending I was doing other things in the bathroom. However, I still went and did it. In the end the day got better, but Saturday was still looming.
Saturday I got to his house right at 8pm. We sat on the couch for a bit, and then I sat on the floor and folded his laundry. Considering he had traveled Friday and home Saturday and was leaving again Sunday to come back Monday I figured he might enjoy it. After I was done we decided it was time. Punishment was upon me.
He took me to the spare room and had me strip my pants and panties off. Then up on the bed with ass in air. After he handcuffed my hands behind my back, and fluffed the bed around me making sure I could breathe well.
You know why your being punished right?
Yes, Daddy
You disrespected me, yelled at me, when you were told to gain control over your emotions. That is unacceptable Pet. So how should I punish you? How many lashes?
I don't know, Daddy
I'm thinking 10 to start out with...
Whatever you say, Daddy
This is when I hear the belt cut through the air. I tighten up, scared and exhilarated all at the same time. The first one his my right side ass cheek, and I cringe as the sting shoots all over my body. The second on my left ass cheek, and its starting to feel worse. He proceeded to go back and forth like that and by the forth one I was bawling. I instinctively tried to move and and grabbed me and put me back in place telling me to stay put. 5,6,7 OWwwwwwww. He asks if I'm alright and I shake my head yes while trying to gasp out "y-y-y-yes, da-da-dad-daddy." 8,9,10...and I'm just buried as far into the bed as I can go.
He takes off the cuffs, and has me in his arms in a matter of minutes, just letting me bury my face in his chest. He rubs my ass to lessen the sting, asking if I learned my lesson. I again stammer out a yes daddy, and then promptly thank him for my punishment. Once done, we go back in the living room and I start sucking his cock. My gag reflex is hypersensitive, and he usually makes me vomit, but I was enjoying making him jump and ohhh and ahhh.
Apparently I did really good because he takes me right there on the couch, fucking me fast and hard. Soon we move it to the bed room where he plants me on the edge of the bed and starts eating me out. My oh my, Daddy's tongue is amazing. I cum repeatedly, squirting on his chest as he hums with satisfaction. Next thing I know he is sticking a finger up my ass and in my pussy as well while attacking my clit with his teeth and tongue, and I feel a wave build up inside of me that I simply cannot hold back. I cummed so hard and so long that by the end of it I was just making pure animalistic sounds. After that Daddy entered me again, and pounded me, using me as he and I both needed. His cumming inside of me was like icing on the cake, my final reward in this amazing moment between the two of us. It wasn't pretty, it wasn't clean, it was pure desire, dirty, and messy. I loved it.
We laid on the bed after both breathing hard like we'd run a mile, sweat pouring off of us and basking in the fan's air flow. Then we snuggled and I so desperately wanted to sleep in his arms. But I had to drive home, and it was almost 2am by this point. So we got dressed and he walked me to my car, orders to text when I arrived home was given. By this point I am fully back in my place and wanting to please, so I texted him before I ever got out of my car once home.
I've been on much better behavior so far this week, and haven't had a creepy empty feeling...yet. Can't say I won't, but it's going good so far!
Can't wait to see what he has in store for us next. Our two year anniversary is coming around the corner and he said he already has plans in place. I have to spend the night.... *happy dance*
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