Daddy’s Terrified Little Girl by Scott Wylder
CHAPTER NINE
Cora
The spanking might be the most painful thing I have ever experienced in my life. When the tenth spank falls, I cry out again, and continue to cry like a baby as the pain reverberates over my body. Every time his hand connects it seems the first sharp explosion of pain is worse than anything I’ve ever experienced. When the eleventh spank lands, I’ve experienced the worst thing in my life eleven times already with nine more times to go!
The spanking might also be the most humiliating thing I have ever experienced. Being punished like this takes me right back to childhood when I would get in trouble for the stupid childish things any kid might do. The first time he spanked me, he wasn’t spanking as hard, and it was only five spanks. This is different. It’s humiliating because it makes me feel like a child again.
The spanking might be the most painful and humiliating thing I have ever experienced in my life, but it is also the most wonderful thing I have ever felt. By the time he reaches the fourteenth spank, I’m almost hyperventilating but I feel centered. I feel good! He loves me even though I disappointed him.
No! I didn’t even disappoint him.
He loves me and I’m his little girl, and there’s nothing humiliating about that at all.
On the fifteen spank I realize I’m about to cum. It doesn’t make any sense to me and I stop crying and say, “Daddy?” just as the sixteenth spank lands. It sends pain through my ass cheeks just like before but I cry out, “Oh, God, Daddy! I’m cumming!” as pleasure shoots over my body and I shake on top of him. “Oh God! God! Daddy!”
He lands another spank and I shriek as the orgasm seems to go into overdrive. I can’t believe it but it might be the strongest I’ve ever experienced. I lift my ass in anticipation for the next blow but suddenly, he lifts me up. I’m confused and still reeling from the orgasm but he jerks his pants down and yanks me back. Suddenly I’m straddling him and he slams me down onto his cock.
He grabs my ass as he does it, which makes the pain from the spanking rush over me again. His cock inside me makes the orgasm even stronger, which seems damned impossible. I scream, “Daddy!” again as he grips my ass and lifts me up and down on his cock repeatedly. As the orgasm rages, I realize the pain from the spanking never disappeared but kept raging from the start.
God it all feels so good!
I put my hands on his shoulders, intending to help him by using my arms to push myself up a little bit but I can’t manage anything at all. Thankfully, he never stops. He raises me and lowers me and all the while thrusting into me with abandon. I can’t think and can’t do anything other than experience the incredible sensations that rushing through me. I keep crying out, “Daddy!” with an occasional, “Fuck me!” thrown in for good measure.
I have a hard time wrapping my head around the roller coaster ride of the last several hours, from the fear and disappointment of the test results to the absolute certainty I was destined to be a failure to the beauty of our reconciliation to the shocking pain of the spanking and now to the astounding pleasure of the orgasm. It’s like everything ricocheted back and forth and I bounced from sadness and joy, leaving my mind reeling.
He keeps his hands tightly closed over my ass cheeks as he pulls me down a final time and cums deep inside of me. I cry out, “Daddy!” again and then collapse onto the man I love.
Garret brings his hands up to my back and holds me tight. As he cradles me, I know he’s never going to let me go.
