by Drew Sera
“Maybe we better play in the dungeon tonight, little one. I think your punishment for touching yourself will be handled down there.”
Kelsie nodded and playfully said that it was worth it. I shook my head at her and couldn’t contain my laughter.
“Love that little mouth. Let’s go, sweetheart.”
I took hold of her hand and led her downstairs to an empty stall.
“Clothes off, little one. Let’s get you up on the spanking bench.”
She undressed and obediently walked towards the spanking bench. I guided her into position, and as I secured her wrists and ankles, I reminded her about her safe word and got her verbal confirmation that she understood. I gave her ass a few warm up swats and asked her to tell me why she deserved her punishment.
“Because I touched myself and Daddy doesn’t like it when I do that.”
I laughed again.
“Little one, you misunderstand. Daddy loves it when you touch yourself, but Daddy wants to be there when you do it. Do you understand the difference, sweetheart? Daddy wants to see the naughty things you do to yourself.”
Pussy moisture became visible as I spoke to her and ran my thumb along her slit. Kelsie squirmed a little, trying to get more, but I retracted my hand.
“Not tonight, little one. We’ve had this discussion before, and tonight you’ll learn to keep your little hands off that pussy. Twenty swats and I want to hear you count.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I picked up the leather paddle and aimed for her left ass cheek. The slapping sound of leather on an ass rang out through our stall followed by Kelsie calling out, “One.” I spanked her firmly, and by the time she called out the twentieth swat, she was nearly in tears. I think it was a mix of embarrassment and a little pain.
Kelsie shot straight up once I release her wrists from the restraints and her eyes looked teary. I put my hands on her shoulders to keep her still, but the way she was beginning to move had me a little nervous.
“Relax, little one. I don’t want you to fall.”
Whimpers and noises of discomfort tumbled out of her, and I began to see signs of a panic attack. I started to worry that something triggered her perhaps.
“Kelsie, look at Daddy.”
Her cute ponytail swayed behind her head as she shook her head at me.
“Please, uncuff me.”
I nodded and released her ankles immediately. Kelsie bolted off the spanking bench and stood in the center of the room. Fully expecting to hear her say her safe word, I still walked toward her.
“Come here, little one.”
Kelsie didn’t move toward me but remained firmly where she stood. When I was right in front of her, she relented and threw her arms around my waist, pressing her head against my chest and accepting my affection. Damn, I loved how she felt in my arms.
“I’m sorry, Daddy. I won’t touch myself again unless you’re present.”
“That’s my good girl.”
I sat with Kelsie in the main room and chatted with Colin until Cathy and Noah were ready to leave. Colin had a face splitting grin when he saw Cathy and Noah approaching.
“Fun week ahead of you, Blake. Have a blast, man,” Colin said as he stood looking at his watch. “Anth and I have a scene out by the lagoon pool soon.”
“Wonderful. Enjoy yourselves.”
“You too,” he teased and headed outside.
I kissed Kelsie’s head and gave her sore ass a gentle pat.
“Ready to go home with Daddy?”
“Yes!” She said eagerly.
I walked to Kelsie’s car with her and made sure she had the directions in case she got separated from my car. Noah was going to follow behind Kelsie to the house.
I got into my car with Cathy, and we talked about our evenings and how we were both confident that we would have a great week with Noah and Kelsie.
“How was Kelsie tonight?” Cathy asked as we pulled away from Irons.
“Good, though I ended up spanking her ass for playing with herself this morning. Gave her twenty swats with the leather paddle.”
“Aw, poor thing. Did Kelsie cry?”
“No, but she had tears in her eyes. She was soaked, Cathy. A little punishment and humiliation turns that girl on.” I switched gears and asked her about Noah.
“I spanked his balls tonight.”
I frowned and felt an ache between my legs. Noah, as it turns out, has a little bit of a masochist in him too.
When we arrived home, we all went to the living room to go over a few house rules. I wanted to establish proper expectations right off the bat.
“You each have your own guest room with an adjoining bathroom. If our door is shut all the way, it's off limits at night. If our door is shut, but not latched, you're welcome to come in.”
I held Noah’s glance a bit longer because he had a huge smile on his face. Something was telling me I'd be seeing Noah in our room a lot this week. And fuck, I’d love to wake up to Kelsie and Cathy servicing me. I tried pushing that image out of my head to concentrate on this conversation.
“Hard limits. Zero breath play in this house. No knives, blood play…all off limits.”
Noah glanced at Cathy and then back at me. He appeared to have something to say, or ask, so I encouraged him to feel free to ask questions. It was obvious that he was suddenly shy.
“What about, um, ‘water sports’?” he asked cautiously and then smiled at Cathy.
I glanced at Cathy and then back at Noah.
“You want to pee on my wife, Noah?”
Noah paled and looked down, clearly embarrassed. I took a moment and thought back to my time in college with Cathy on the farm. I had engaged in pissing on women in the barn, including Cathy. My participation in that was during an experimental time in my young, kinky life where I was trying just about everything. Maybe this was something that Cathy wished I still did but was too ashamed to ask for it, though she knows better than to withhold a desire or need. I looked up at Noah and smiled.
“If you two want to do that, I’d prefer you keep that to the showers and tubs. Or the grass.”
Noah visibly relaxed, and I continued.
“Something else I wanted to be entirely clear regarding. Noah and Kelsie; you two are equal and submissive to Cathy and me. Cathy is submissive to me. Cathy may give you instructions, which I expect you to follow otherwise, I will handle the punishments. Make no mistake; everyone respects one another under this roof.”
Kelsie and Noah were both very receptive to the house rules as we went on. I knew eventually this week, I’d test the waters between Cathy and Kelsie and between Noah and Kelsie.
“Noah, I'd like you in our room in the morning so you can watch how a man eats my wife. If she's not screaming your name when your face is between her legs, you’re missing the spot. I will show you where her spot is.”
His cheeks grew red, but he smiled and nodded. I looked over at Kelsie and gave my thigh a pat. She knew that was her invitation to come over to me. She sat down and held her hands on her lap.
“Daddy needs to give you a bath before bed. Ready, little one?”
Kelsie nodded, and I asked Noah to carry Kelsie's bag upstairs. Cathy was going to show Noah to his room while I took Kelsie straight to their bathroom. Kelsie stood by the counter and began investigating the basket filled with bathroom products while I began filling the tub. Knowing that Noah and Kelsie would be spending the week with us, Cathy wanted to make our home feel warm and inviting to them.
“Oohhh, this smells so good,” Kelsie exclaimed as she was screwing a lid back onto something.
“I'm glad you like it. Clothes off, little one.”
Behind me, I could hear Kelsie getting undressed while I swirled bubbles around in the tub. By the time I had the tub full of bubbles, Kelsie was completely naked. I looked at her from head to toe and smiled. I took hold of her hand until she got all the way down in the water. While I began to wash her, we talked about her spanking at the clu
b.
“It made me feel very naughty, Daddy,” she said as she was flicking bubbles.
My cock nearly exploded from my pants. Just hearing Kelsie call me “daddy” in that sweet tone nearly did me in. There was something so pure and genuine about the little girl trapped in this young woman.
Spending more time than necessary to wash Kelsie, I enjoyed every second of it. After she was all clean and dry, I put some soothing lotion on her ass before taking her to her room for the week.
“What did you bring to sleep in, little one?” I asked as I began unzipping the bag she brought.
“I didn't bring anything in particular. I usually sleep in panties and a t-shirt.”
Kelsie reached into her bag and pulled out a bright green t-shirt that had a cartoon cat on it that was holding a cup of coffee. Cute.
“Adorable, but how about just the panties tonight?”
“Ok, Daddy.”
I watched her step into a pair of light blue lace panties before I pulled the sheets down. I fluffed the pillows for her as she crawled into bed. She sat up, the blanket resting just below her sexy tits. Kelsie reached up, and when I bent down, she wrapped her arms around me.
“Goodnight, little one.”
“Night, Daddy. Can I leave the door open? That way it’s not so dark in here.”
I sat down on the bed and gently stroked her stomach. The look on her face told me that she needed the room not to be so dark.
“I’ll be right back, little one.”
I went downstairs and found a nightlight in the guest bathroom. When I returned to Kelsie’s room, I plugged it in for her and told her that I’d still leave the door open for her. She was all smiles as I tucked her in with her teddy bear before heading to my room for the night.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
June 2003
I stretched and opened my eyes, noticing that it was already light outside. Glancing at the clock, I could see that it wasn’t quite 6:30 in the morning yet. I rolled over to face Cathy and saw Noah kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed. He startled me at first, but after all, I did tell him to be in here in the morning. I couldn’t fault the guy for following directions.
“Noah,” I whispered to get his attention since he was looking downward.
“Sir?” he asked and raised his head.
I think Noah has had some high protocol training in the lifestyle. I wanted him to relax some with that while he’s in the house. I motioned for him to kneel on the bed while I attached Cathy’s wrists and ankles to the cuffs, and then to the headboard. Cathy was awake now, and I knew she was eager for this lesson.
“In most cases where your face will be between my wife’s legs, she’s going to be the one telling you what she wants. But in those rare incidences where you’re free to explore her, now you’ll know how to get her to squeal.”
Noah nodded, smiled and said, “Yes, Sir.” I pulled Cathy’s pussy lips apart and explained to Noah to use his tongue to trace up the left side of her pussy, skip over her clit, and down the right side of her pussy.
“Do this a few times until your face is soaked. Then, on one of your passes between the left and right side, flick her clit with your tongue. Do that a few times before sucking and nibbling on her clit.”
I lowered my head to demonstrate, and when Cathy’s juices coated the edges of my mouth and chin, I pulled my head back so Noah could see how wet she was. I returned to work on Cathy, and with a few moments, she moaned and screeched, bucking her hips.
“Alright, Noah. Give it a try.”
While Noah lowered his head to make my wife come again, I worked on a make out session with her. I could tell Noah was close to making her come again because Cathy’s kissing grew more urgent. I broke away from her lips, reached down and pulled Noah’s head against Cathy’s pussy, then I tweaked her nipple.
“Ahh! Shit! Blake! May I come?” Cathy yelled.
“Come, my filthy slut. Scream Noah’s name,” I encouraged.
Our room filled with Noah’s name being moaned out in ecstasy. Noah raised his head, wearing a grin of accomplishment on his face and I nodded at him. His massive erection, unfortunately, didn’t escape my notice. I reached up and felt Cathy’s wrists; they still felt warm. I drew Noah’s attention to her wrists.
“You still have a little time, Noah,” I said and reached into the nightstand to grab a condom. I tossed it at his chest. “Wrap up and take that ass.”
I had a dark urge that I desperately needed to take care of and climbed off the bed and pulled on a pair of boxers over my erection.
“Sir, wait. What about lube?” Noah urgently asked as he knelt there with that huge, hard cock.
I moved back to the bed, lowered my head and spit on Cathy’s asshole.
“Trust me; she doesn’t like a lot of lube when she takes it up the ass.” I climbed off the bed and glanced at her wrists. “Noah, eye on the clock and feel those wrists. When they’re cool, you take her out of them; I don’t care if you’ve come or not. Get her out of the cuffs and then continue.”
“Yes, Sir.”
I grabbed a toy, some lube and headed down the hall to Kelsie’s room. Kelsie’s door was open, and she was still asleep. From my conversations previously with her, I knew that she typically likes to play with herself in the mornings. When I was at her house the last time, she had shown me the toys she likes to play with, so I was pretty sure she’d enjoy this. My cock was so hard as I sat on her bed and pushed my hand under the sheet, searching for her panty clad pussy.
“Kelsie, sweetheart,” I said gently and dropped a few soft kisses to her cheek.
She started to stir and moved around a bit. She lazily stretched and smiled at me when she opened her eyes.
“Good morning, little one.”
“Morning, Daddy.”
She smiled and stretched again when she felt my hand stroking her over her panties. When Kelsie said “morning, Daddy,” it flipped all of my switches. I knew that I wanted and needed this young woman.
“Do you like that, little sub?”
“Yes, Daddy. I like it a lot.”
I pulled the sheet back all the way and looked down at her panties. She raised her hips upward to try to get me to touch her more. I smiled and looked in her eyes.
“Little one, I know you like to play in the mornings. Show Daddy how you play.”
Her cheeks turned a beautiful shade of pink, and she reached up, taking hold of her nipples. Kelsie rubbed, tugged and pinched her nipples causing her back to arch up off the bed. Slowly, she let one of her hands traveling south until it disappeared beneath the fabric of her panties.
I held up one finger to stop her.
“Lift your hips, little one.”
As her hips raised off the bed, I tugged her panties just barely low enough to see her pussy.
“Part your legs so Daddy can see you play.”
Kelsie followed my instructions and continued to play. I could hear how wet she was by the noise her fingers made as she toyed with herself. She began moving her fingers with more urgency, but I stopped her.
“Daddy brought you a toy, little one.”
From the end of the bed, I picked up the bulbous butt plug. Kelsie’s eyes widened, and a smile spread across her face.
“Would you like this, little one?”
“Please! I’ve never had one like that.”
“Roll over, sweetheart. Get on your hands and knees…that’s a good girl…now, lower your chest and rest your head on the pillow. This will be the position you will get into when I tell you to get ready for a butt toy. Understand, little one?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Her panties were stretched and still lowered just below her ass. The sight of this just about made me lose my mind. I dripped some lubricant from the bottle onto her asshole and spread it around with my finger while she moaned lightly. Kelsie was needy right now. I lubed up the butt toy and slowly pushed it into her ass. Her body tensed a little, so I quickly worked on r
elaxing her by rubbing on her butt cheeks.
“Relax, little one. It won’t hurt you. It’ll feel terrific sweetheart. Daddy promises.”
With the plug safely in, a huge smile spread across her face. I guided her to sit back on her heels and to part her legs so I could see her soaked pussy.
“Go ahead, little one. Let Daddy see you play,” I encouraged.
Kelsie’s hands went to work, and I leaned against the propped-up pillows to watch the show. Watching a woman pleasure herself is one of the most amazing things to witness. While I spent those summers on the farm in Indiana, I watched the women touch themselves often. Guys can learn a lot about a woman if they pay attention to how she touches herself. With her blue eyes plastered on mine, Kelsie had two fingers of one hand buried in her pussy, and she was rubbing her clit with her other hand. She worked toward her release, and as she hung onto the edge, I saw the spark in her eye.
“Daddy, may I come?”
“Come, little one.”
She smiled, closed her eyes and within a few moments, she loudly moaned out her release. I knew the volume of her release was most likely due to the bulbous butt plug lodged in her ass.
“That’s my good girl. See, the plug made you feel good, didn’t it, little one?”
“Yes, Daddy. You’re hard still,” Kelsie giggled and pointed at the tent in my boxers.
I nodded and climbed off her bed.
“Daddy needs to fuck his little sub. Come here, sweetheart.”
I guided Kelsie into position on her hands and knees, stepped out of my boxers and quickly rolled a condom on.
“Hold on, little one.”
I thrust myself into her dripping pussy and pulled her hips against me.
“Ahh!”
“I told you to hold on, sweetheart.”
With her hair gathered in one of my hands and her hip in my other, I fucked Kelsie hard and fast. On occasion, I slapped her ass, which only made her arch her back.
“Fuck!” roared out of me as I came and held her body firmly against mine.
Kelsie knew my cock was still convulsing and she wiggled her plugged ass at me. I couldn’t help but laugh a bit at her playfulness and slapped her ass. She felt so good to me, and I adored this girl. I removed her plug before sitting down.