. . . . She clutched his inner thigh, digging her fingernails in as the strap landed hard against her upraised behind a fourth time, her sundress offering no protection. "I will remember daddy!" She squirmed against his firm grip on her. "You have to learn princess!" Another succession of hard blows - her bottom now hot with welts. "I promise daddy! Ow!" She begged. She reached between his legs, struggling to get away, hoping to make him stop. Her hand found her target, his swollen member, she squeezed as hard as she could.
It seemed to drive him on as he beat her behind even harder, faster. The rhythm of her body shaking - her hand clutching him, almost stroking him.
"It wont - ow! happen again - ow! daddy! I promise" - she bit his shin.
The sudden sharp pain in his leg broke his stride - he dropped the leather strap and pulled her head back by her hair - "if you ever!" He threatened, her hand still clutching him tight. She whimpered. She knew she made things worse for herself now.
He stood up out from under her and at the same time bent her over the side of the bed. "Nnoo daddy, im sorry, nnooo"
"HUSH!" he barked. She went silent.
"Daddy has to teach princess to follow rules!" He lectured as he pulled his jeans off. He felt instant relief letting his manhood be fully unrestrained - fully erect.- he stroked himself, slowly, admiring his prey. He half knelt on the bed beside her and lifted her head. He kissed her aggressively while pulling up her sundress. "It wont happen again daddy" she whispered. His tongue reminded her to be quiet. He ran his hand gently over her hot behind, still kissing her, still hold her by the hair. His fingers found their way between her legs - just as hot. - he pulled her head back harder as he slid into her - she moaned aloud.
He leaned close to her, beside her ear - "spred your legs" he whispered. She did as she was told. He continued to kiss her as he very slowly played in and out, enjoying what he had caused.
"Dont . . . move" he whispered again, picking up the strap as he stood up. His cock now throbbing.
She gripped the bedsheets and held her breath - he stood silently behind her.
The sharp burn caused her entire body to quiver as the strap firmly found its mark. He whipped her behind over and over, pausing periodically to tease the wet between her legs. She leaned back for him, like a good girl - she was burning up - her begging became begging.
He threw the strap on the bed and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her down - to her knees in front of him - his cock, extremely hard, hung directly in her face. "Look what you did princess!" "Look at this!" He held it up, showing her. "Im sorry daddy" she cried, looking up at him - rubbing her sore behind. . .
To be continued . . . .
Cumming soon
