Krystenah's kitchen Punishment and Prize Part II

As Daddy laughed with Robbie in the front room, I knelt in the corner of the kitchen with the plug in my ass. The word ?switching? echoed in my ears. Daddy had promised to switch me for not asking permission to stand or walk minutes earlier when I had retrieved a beer for Robbie. My heart beat fast as I anticipated my punishment. I heard their voices lower and I heard them quiet as Daddy walked Robbie to the door. The front door opened and swung shut. Silence filled the room where the laughter and the friends? conversation had filled it. Daddy?s footsteps entered the kitchen as he walked toward me and knelt beside me. He stroked my back and whispered in my ear. ?What?s gotten into you, Babygirl?? he crooned. I closed my eyes as his mellow bass voice sank into me. My pussy threatened to spill as I leaned a little against the question I didn?t know how to answer. ?I?m sorry, Daddy?? ?Have I not been clear about the rules?? he teased and rubbed my back. He squeezed my left ass cheek and I tensed as the tenderness in the muscle activated under his touch. ?You?ve been clear, my Daddy. I just?forgot.? I licked my lips as my heart began to race. He squeezed harder. ?I don?t know if I believe that, Little Girl,? he spoke into my ear. His hand pushed across my thigh and he cupped my vulva. I spread my knees to almanbahis şikayet allow him access and I felt the plug press against the walls of my rectum. I moaned at the discomfort paired with the pleasure under Daddy?s touch. He moaned with appreciation as he felt how wet I was. ?I don?t think you forgot. I think you knew exactly what you were doing. Your truth detector is telling me (he increased the pressure on my vulva and squeezed my swollen clit between his finger and thumb) that you want your Daddy to punish his little girl.? I sighed at his words and focused on Daddy?s fingers pulling on my clit. Daddy pinched hard and withdrew his fingers. He traced my lips and pressed his fingers into my mouth. I licked the honey off his fingers as I looked into his eyes. He kissed me and pressed his insistent tongue into my mouth. I grabbed onto it with mine and swooned as we shared the taste of the excitement he builds in me. Daddy cupped my jaw and moved his hand onto my neck. I kissed him harder as goose bumps spread down my legs. He pulled me gently up and hugged me. I moaned against his chest as I held him closer to me. I pressed my pelvis into his groin and felt his hard-on press into me. He crab-walked me into the dining room and lifted me onto the table. The plug pressed deeper inside me and almanbahis canlı casino my eyes grew wide as the sensation sent an electrical charge to my clit. Daddy smiled and kissed me playfully as he undid his shorts and pushed them down. My eyes were transfixed on his gorgeous cock and I felt my mouth water as my pussy did. Daddy told me to lie back and he lifted my legs. He grasped the base of the plug and told me to push. As I did, Daddy gently removed it and pressed his cock against the opening. I could feel his precum against the throbbing tissue of my asshole. Daddy pressed past the opening and I slid my ass onto his groin. His cock pressed slowly inside me and I gasped at how deeply and easily he pushed inside me. He began to rock in rhythm with me as his cock slid over ?Daddy?s spot?, a special place inside my rectum I had never known was there until Daddy showed me. Fireworks of arousal went from my ass to my clit. ?I?m gonna cum!? I shouted as he began to fuck me faster. ?You are NOT going to cum until I tell you, Babygirl,? he warned and began to pump deeper and faster until the fronts of his thighs were spanking the backs of mine. I could feel the orgasm inside me swelling and threatening to crest at any moment. ?Oh, Dadddeeee,? I moaned as the waves grew and splashed inside almanbahis casino me. ?Please let me cum, Daddy. I?m so close!? He held my ankles tightly as he fucked me deeper and even as I tried to resist the urge to go over the cliff of the orgasm, when I relaxed, the sparks inside me and all over my skin made me buck harder against his cock. ?Please, Daddy, I?I!? and then I screamed as the waves tore me apart and a flood of joy washed over me and through me. ?Oh, no,? I thought, as I realized what I had done. I looked into Daddy?s face, terrified to find disappointment there. ?I?m sorry, Daddy. I couldn?t stop it. Please don?t be mad. I?m sorry, MasterDaddy.? ?I?m not mad,? Daddy said, as he slowed his thrusting. ?But you are really going to get it,? he said with a mysterious smile, as he slowly pulled out and walked back into the kitchen and into the garage. I watched as he walked, bottomless, into the garage. I lay back on the table and caught my breath as I tried to fathom what Daddy had in store for me. Not cleaning the kitchen floor was bad enough, not asking permission to stand or walk was worse, but cumming without permission was one of Daddy?s major rules. And I had just broken it. I suddenly felt very scared of the impending pain and doubly scared that I had somehow subconsciously asked for it. What if Daddy was right that what I had been asking for all day was for him to punish me and to punish me harshly? How could I deny it? Of course he was right. I was excited at the thought even as I dreaded a pain I had never felt before. But I couldn?t deny it.