“Natalie come back here.” She ignored me of course, which could either be a good thing or a bad thing depending on how you looked at it. You see if Nat was into getting her ass spanked hard then it was a good thing if she wasn’t then not so much.
I logged off of my computer putting my work off until later, taking my time I made my way up the stairs to find her shoving her clothes into her bag. I didn’t say anything to her just calmly turned back to the door and locked it. Her head came up at the sound of the lock turning and her eyes widened when she saw me removing my belt. Too late she tried to run but I was too fast for her, catching her ponytail and bringing her to a halt.
“You want to act like a brat, you’ll be treated like one.”
‘No Marc, I’m sorry I didn’t mean it.”
‘Too late, drop your pants.” When she proved stubborn in this I helped her off with them before dragging her over to the chair in the corner of the sitting area.
She struggled and pleaded with me as I brought her down over my knees but it fell on deaf ears, she had to learn and learn quickly that what I say goes, no question.
I brought the folded leather belt down hard across her plump ass cheeks leaving a red mark and a welt.
“Please Marc I’m sorry, please stop it hurts.”
I paid her no attention as I brought the belt down ten tines making her ass nice and red before smoothing my hand over the heat of her well-spanked ass.
“You going anywhere?”
“No sir.” She sniffled and sulked as I lifted her to a sitting position.
“You want to tell me what this is really all about?” She shook her head and held it down.
“Tell me, no secrets I hate them if you don’t tell me what’s going on in your head I can’t do anything about it, I lived with secrets once before I’m not doing it again.”
“You don’t love me.”
“Of course I do.”
What the fuck where had that come from?
She picked her head up to study me all the hope and fears plain for me to see.
“You do? But…you said…”
“I know what I said baby just as I know what I feel, how could I help loving you babe, you’re so fucking perfect it’s like you were made for me.”
She was laughing and crying at the same time she was peppering my face with kisses.
“I love you I love you I love you.”
“I love you too sweet girl.”
Of course we had to seal the deal with some fuck hot fucking.
Epilogue
“It’s in I can feel you you’re all the way in.”
“Yeah fuck babe your ass feels amazing, I can’t believe we waited this long to do this.”
“That’s because you’re a pussy man, unghh, fuck that feels good, faster Marc, pound my ass harder.”
I fucked her asshole with my cock as I pushed the dick I’d had fashioned after mine in and out of her pussy while she played with her clit.
“How does it feel baby?”
“So good, I’m gonna cum fuck, fuck my pussy.” I pushed and pulled both cocks in and out of her in a counter movement sending her into a frenzy, it wasn’t long before we were both yelling and cumming our bodies jerking together as I emptied my nuts in her tight ass.
In the bathroom I cleaned up and went back to her with a washcloth to do the same, just as I was finished wiping her pussy and her ass clean a low cry came through the monitor.
“Perfect timing.” She climbed down off the bed and pulled on her robe, the six-carat diamond on her finger caught the light for a moment and sent off sparks.
“Looks like I lucked out this time…shit, spoke too soon.” Just then a not so soft cry came through the monitors.
“Your daughter is a tad bit too demanding if you ask me.”
“Oho now she’s my daughter, yesterday she was daddy’s girl when she cooed at you all pretty.”
We headed out of our bedroom and into the connected nursery where the twins slept; Zachary and Zania were the perfect little three-month-old miracles. Sometime during our weekend sex marathon they were conceived, I’d married Nat two weeks before we found out she was pregnant. She was able to finish her classes which she now griped was a waste of time since she had no intentions on finding a job, she preferred instead to stay at home and take care of me and our kids.
She lifted Zachary who was the quieter and more patient of the two from his crib while I went over to my squalling pig who was screaming loud enough to bring the house down.
“Hey, what’s all this?” I lifted her and noticed the wet diaper, walking over to the changing table I watched as Nat took her breast out to feed my son as she rocked back and forth in the chair. She had such a look of love and adoration on her face as she smoothed his dark curlsback that I felt my knees weaken. How could one woman have so much love in her?
I changed the little princess who was back to cooing at her daddy while sucking on her tiny little fist, her little face so like mine was engraved on my heart, all three of them were. I lifted her and walked her around the room stalling for time while Zachary finished up his meal. My little piglet waited for no one, I couldn’t wait ‘til they were older to see just how this would play out. Zachary was older by ten minutes but you wouldn’t know it the way his sister ruled the roost, he seemed very in tuned with her always holding back and letting her go first, if she cried his little head would move around the room until he found her and just like that she’d quiet down. Their mother swore we were in for it when they got older, said they had some kind of twin mojo going on, whatever.
“We get everything we need yesterday babe?”
“Yep the others will be here in a few hours, you marinated the steaks right?” She patted Zachary’s back until he burped and we exchanged kids.
“Yeah I did that while you were knocked out last night.”
‘Hmm, that reminds me, we gotta do that again.”
“What fuck in the pool?”
“No that position that was hot, I think you reached my kidneys that time.”
“It’s my new breeding technique.”
“Ha ha it won’t work, I’m using the diaphragm remember?”
I guess my guilty look tipped her off.
“Marcus Dalton what did you do?”
Three months later when she was leaning over the toilet throwing up I had to come clean about poking holes in her diaphragm.
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