Whimpering, I do as I’m told.“Are you going to spank me?”My voice cracks.Tears trickle out of my eyes.
“Yes, princess.When you misbehave, I will always punish you.It will help you learn to obey me.You need discipline, Briana.I promise you’ll feel better after Daddy spanks you.”
“Will it hurt?”I’m shaking, panic swelling.I know I practically asked for this, and I’m even looking forward to it, but that doesn’t make me less scared.
“Yes, princess.It wouldn’t be effective if it didn’t hurt.”He taps my hip.“Come up onto all fours for me, naughty girl.”
My arms and legs are shaking too hard to hold myself up, but I soon realize it’s temporary.
He stuffs two pillows under my tummy.“You can relax now.Arms over your head.”
I’m making noises.Sounds of fear.Whimpers.Sobs.
One of his hands comes to the small of my back, pushing my tank up so that his palm is on my bare skin.He uses his other hand to yank my panties down to my knees.
I cry out.
Suddenly, his touch is gone, but only for a moment.The next thing I know, he grabs my ponytail and pulls my head back.More panic consumes me.I’ve angered him with my loud eruption.
“Open your mouth, naughty girl,” he barks.
Not thinking why he’s making this demand, I part my lips.
“Wider,” he orders, his voice insistent.He’s angry now.As angry as I’ve seen him.Angry, but oddly, not out of control.
I open my mouth as wide as I can and then regret that decision when he fills it with something rubbery.The ball gag…
The sensation is horrible.My jaw is stretched too much.I clamp down on the ball with my teeth, but it’s still too wide.I struggle against him, trying to push onto all fours, but he fastens the gag at the back of my head with incredible dexterity and then grabs my wrists and swings my arms around to hold them at the small of my back.
I’m sobbing now, so fucking scared.He’s gone too far.And it’s my fault.I have let him do this.I let him into my bedroom.I didn’t need to obey him.I should have called the cops.
Now I’m totally at his mercy.My stalker.I can’t catch my breath.My nose is running against my pillow.It seems like I’ll suffocate.My mouth hurts.Slobber is running out of the corners because I can’t swallow properly.
My stalker holds my wrists firmly with one of his hands and clamps the backs of my thighs with his other forearm.“Stop struggling, Briana.You’re going to hyperventilate.”
It’s not possible.I can’t breathe.This has gone way too far.I’m fucking frightened out of my mind.
His voice is gentle as he speaks.“Calm down, naughty girl.Breathe through your nose.You know you can.”
I try, but my blood is racing through my body.Fight or flight mode.
“Nothing is happening that I didn’t warn you about.You knew I would gag you if you made noises.You knew I would spank you if you disobeyed me.A part of you also knew that your body would be exposed to me, so don’t act so surprised that I’ve pulled your panties down.Naughty girls who need a firm spanking get their punishment on bare skin.Always.”
Deep ragged breaths.In and out.When I suddenly make another attempt to struggle, he lifts his hand from my thighs and spanks my bottom so hard my teeth rattle against the ball.
My ass burns.It’s on fire.
“That little tap was a warning, Briana.Calm down,” he orders again.“I won’t start your punishment until you stop struggling.”
I squirm some more, but my efforts are futile.I can’t escape him.I’m crying now.My nose is running harder against my pillow.He’s going to hurt me.Icaused this.
My stalker strokes my bottom and the backs of my thighs over and over as if he might be helping me relax.“I’ll wait until you’re ready, princess.”
There is no recourse but to submit.I’m not going to get out of this.And my jaw hurts.I don’t want him to keep me gagged for very long.
Giving up the fight, I force my body to relax on top of the pillows.
“That’s a good girl.You can breathe fine with the gag in place, Briana.Mind over matter.Are you ready for Daddy to punish you?”