My breath hitches, and I can’t keep from whining, “Daddy…” I don’t care what the punishment is.I want him to stay, even if that means spanking me until I cry.It’s better than him leaving me.
“Briana,” he warns.
“I’m lonely when you’re not here.”
“I know, princess.It’s not forever, but you have to be patient.”
I sniffle.“Okay.”
“I left clothes out for you and instructions for breakfast.Make sure you turn in your assignments.Are you ready for your math quiz?”
I nod.“Yes, Daddy.Thank you for helping me.I know this topic so well.”
“Good girl.Text me afterward and let me know how it goes.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Then you’re going to the library to work on your English paper, right?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I want it done and emailed to me before dinner, understood?”
“Yes, Daddy.”I love this banter.I feel cherished when he’s here at night to make all his demands in person.It’s much better than texting or a phone call.
And then he ruins my happy place with his next bone-chilling words.Rising up, he pats my hip.“Flip onto your tummy, princess.Before I go, it’s time to start training your tight little asshole.”
My heart seizes.
What did he say?
“I don’t like your hesitation, Briana.Turn over, now.”
“Daddy…” I whine.
He grips my face with one hand.“What happens when you hesitate, naughty girl?”
Tears run out again.He’s not hurting me with his hand.I’m just reeling from his previous words.“I-I get punished.”
His face is inches from mine.“When I give you an order, you will obey it immediately.Why do you think I keep saying things to shock you?”
I swallow.“Because you’re testing me.”
“That’s right.Do you think you’re passing that test right now, princess?”
“No, Sir.”My voice quivers.
Not my bottom.
Not my bottom.
“Because I can tell you’re scared, I’m going to explain myself this one time.Your bottom is mine, Briana.Mine.Just like the rest of you.Eventually, I will claim all of your holes with my cock.I know you don’t want me to rip into your tight hole without preparing it.So, I’m being generous and kind.If you think I’m cruel, imagine how cruel it would be for me to fuck your ass without stretching it first.Would that be a nice thing for Daddy to do?”
“No, Sir.”I’m seconds from sobbing.
“But I’m a thoughtful Daddy, aren’t I?”
“Yes, Sir.”