Punishment and Pleasure

   Yesterday was spent food shopping and cleaning the house. Which managed to get all done in one day for once rather than dragging it out all weekend long. Today is family day, going over to an aunt's for swimming and celebrating.
   Last night I took a shower. According to my Fitbit I did over 11,000 steps (which is a lot for me actually) so I was nasty. After my shower I was drying off when Daddy walked in. He grabbed me and laid me over the bed, feet still on the floor, and whispered in my ear that it was punishment time. Ugh...talk about dread. And I know for a fact I am a wuss. A big fat wuss. But I obliged and said "Yes, Daddy." Meanwhile I'm thinking "Oh shit this is gonna hurt...does he want me to count....he didn't say how many.....I have to try not to move.....no using my hands to block....what will he use....how many????"
   He asked me if I understood why I was being punished and I told him I did, and then to make sure he asked me what it was I had done to warrant the punishment. I briefly explained that it was because I lost control, punched a fridge, and yelled at him. He grabbed the riding crop and started in on me hard. The first couple I handled, but after that it was burning so bad I just busted out in tears. I moved a little, attempting to come upright rather than staying flat, but he easily pushed me back down. I lost count in my head and never knew when the last one was coming or what. It felt like eternity when it was probably 3 minutes (I said I'm a wuss). After he was done sat down on the bed and I kind of stangely laid across his lap while he held me and I cried. Pretty soon he pulled me up on the bed and cuddled me while I got composure and thanked him for the punishment. He asked if I've learned to control myself better, and I didn't feel like I could say yes, but I did say that I've been trying. Apparently that was just as good. Saying yes felt like I would have been lying.
    Then we got up and went back about the rest of the night. Watching some TV and getting the kids to bed. Once we get to bed we lay down and I'm grinning so bad...I know what's coming but I'm also not giving my hopes up. Daddy of course being Daddy says good night and pretends to go to sleep. I just laughed and said goodnight back which made him laugh as well.
    Pretty soon we were making out, pants flying off and with him fingering me. I was so ready to come that I started fucking his hand, his finger sliding from inside of me to my clit while I gyrated underneath him. I came hard, squirting as I did. I looked at him then and said we are gonna need a lot of towels, so I quickly hopped up and got them. I pulled my tits out of my shirt (Daddy finds being half dressed hot) and he started sucking my nipples while he climbed on top of me. His dick almost entering me, just sitting there teasing the hell out of me while he focused on my nipples. I was going insane with the feelings coursing through me when all of a sudden he just slid in quick and hard. Again I came soaking me, him, the towels...repeatedly. I could feel myself opening up, inviting him in further and further, and the orgasm coming in waves. He sat back not ready to cum yet calming down and I asked him for a small request. "Could you eat me out?" It had been so long, that I was wanting him in every way I could have him. He obliged and attacked my clit with his mouth almost evilly....and deliciously.  So his fingers were working my inside while his tongue worked my clit and I was coming again, squirting over Daddy's chest. Then I flipped over doggy style and he entered me from behind. One of our favorite positions. He can go so deep that way and it hurts but its so good. He rode me hard that way, fingering my clit while driving into me and soon we were both coming long and hard again.
   Afterwards we just laid beside one another, panting, sweating, and just letting the feelings wash over us. The ecstasy of release burning inside. I soon thanked him and we kissed while feeling very sluggish. Then rolled over and fell asleep.

   I loved to say it was the best sleep I've had in weeks, but I'm fighting a cold that's making me cough nonstop so I was constantly waking up and having to go pee. But, the sleep I did get was amazing. Even if it was short. Now it's time to get ready to go have a fun family day. Happy Memorial Day to those celebrating!!!