Daddy's Demands: Twenty-Five Steamy Daddy Dom Romance Novellas

by Madison Faye

  He loved me and what a special

  Woman I was… the perfect submissive.

  Then March 20 I found out it was all

  A lie and that he’d been in a

  Relationship with you and me both since

  December 13. He gutted me.

  Don’t let him do it to you too.

  She studied the message with only a moment’s hesitation before she hit send. It seemed like she should warn the other woman so her heart didn’t get broken as badly as hers had.

  A few hours later she had a message request from Richard Alan Krentz. Taking a deep breath, she accepted the message.

  Richard: Why are you trying to

  Destroy my current relationship?

  So the thinking is if you can’t be happy

  Then let’s ruin his chance

  For being happy

  My chance

  Did you really want to be

  Burdened with me for

  The rest of your life?

  Daddyskitten: Since I think everything

  You ever said was a lie at this point, no.

  But for the record… if you had been the man

  You pretended to be and if the illnesses

  Were real? Yes, I would have gladly

  Taken everything that came with it

  Because that is what love is, but you

  Wouldn’t have any understanding

  Of that. I shouldn’t have looked at your

  Page. I told myself I wouldn’t again

  But I saw her sad little post about

  You ignoring her and it looked

  Like your same old games to me

  So I told her the truth.

  You can tell her I’m lying but you and I both

  Know I didn’t lie.

  And I will be happy… yes, I have been

  Dealing with your perfidy and realizing

  The man I was in love with never

  Existed but I will heal and move on

  And live a rich full life with a man

  Who loves and values me for

  Who I am and the love I have

  To give.

  I messaged her in an effort to

  Prevent another woman from being

  Gutted by you. Your happiness

  Or lack thereof didn’t

  Enter into the equation.

  Richard: If you insist on posting things or

  Sending texts to my girlfriend then I will

  Do the same. You don’t want a Facebook battle

  With me.

  Daddyskitten: I won’t message her again.

  I only wanted to make her aware that you

  Will eventually break her… she was warned

  And she can deal with the fallout when she realizes

  Your words of love have no depth or meaning.

  Richard: So you really think I would

  Make up a disease? I may be a

  Cheater but I am not the scum of the earth

  Daddyskitten: I only know you’re a liar

  Richard: Fair enough but my disease is real

  Daddyskitten: And you can tell her I lied

  But we both know who the liar is. Your

  Illness may be real but you don’t know

  A thing about love or being a dom.

  You could have broken up with me and been

  Honest. It would have hurt but not like

  What you did. No one with any

  Feeling for another person or a shred

  Of decency could have done what you

  Did. And no true dom would have done

  That to his sub, much less a daddy dom.

  The whole tenet of the lifestyle

  Is honesty. I’m not even sure

  I consider you a real man.

  Richard: ok

  Daddyskitten: For myself I am moving on…

  I’m not interested in love right now because

  My trust has been seriously damaged. I’m walking and

  Am almost up to a fifteen-minute mile and I’m seeing

  Jethro regularly to take care of the needs you

  Ignored for a year and a half. The loss

  Doesn’t seem nearly that great when I consider

  I didn’t have a real relationship with you and how

  Good a real dick feels in my mouth.

  And I didn’t message her out of revenge

  But as a true warning from one woman to

  Another after I saw her post to you about being

  Ignored. It sounded very familiar.

  Anyway, have a good life. Lie to

  As many women as you want.

  One day I will feel pity

  For you. Not today because I am still

  Too hurt and angry but I will get past

  It and think of you with pity. Not because of

  Your illness; bad things happen and people overcome

  And still manage to live rich full lives though

  I do feel sympathy and empathy for their pain.

  I will feel pity for you because you are so

  Self-involved and shallow you are destined

  For a hollow, empty existence with no

  Real depth. And that is very sad.

  Daisy closed out of messenger, finally purged of all the negative feelings that had been rolling around in her since his message request popped up. She was shaking from the raw emotion she’d just expelled. It had been foolish to message Lisa. She should have left things as they were all though a part of her felt liberated and vindicated to get to tell Richard exactly what she thought of him.

  Daisy could hardly believe that for once in her life she’d said what she wanted to say when she wanted to say it. She hadn’t been trying to be ugly but she’d gotten her point across.

  She texted Jethro, I might have misbehaved a little.

  Jethro immediately responded, What did you do?

  Daisy took a deep breath and told him, I saw a sad post from Richard’s new ladylove about him ignoring her so I messaged her about that being what he does and then he texted me back and we had a Facebook messenger confrontation.

  Five minutes passed without a word and Daisy’s bottom clenched nervously. She knew Jethro would not be happy that she’d had more contact with Richard.

  Her phone dinged with another message. My house, six o’clock. Panties are completely superfluous. Don’t be late.

  This time both her bottom and her princess parts contracted. Panties are completely superfluous? That did not bode well for her bootie but it was also incredibly hot!

  Reaching up under her skirt, Daisy pulled her panties down her hips and off. It felt slightly naughty to be walking around commando under a skirt. Naughty and sexy.

  She might be about to get her bottom blistered by an irate dom but she couldn’t summon up an ounce of trepidation. Instead Daisy felt only anticipation.

  * * *

  Jethro opened the door before Daisy could even raise her hand to knock. She smiled hesitantly up at him as he stepped back to allow her entry. As she walked past he couldn’t resist landing a hefty swat on her gently swaying ass that made her jump as she spun to face him with her hands protectively cupping her bottom.

  “Jethro!” she cried.

  “Daisy,” he said with an arched brow.

  “Okay, so I probably shouldn’t have messaged her,” Daisy said defensively.

  He crossed his arms over his chest and gave her a leveled stare.

  “All right, I shouldn’t have messaged her. It was a poor choice,” she said softly as she looked up at him with big eyes.

  “Why was it a poor choice?” Jethro asked her.

  Daisy swallowed and looked guiltily at the floor before looking up at him again. “Because I opened the door to Richard again?”

  “What have I told you repeatedly about that?” he asked.

  “Fuck that guy?” she asked with a mischievous sparkle.

  “Daisy,” he said warningly.

  “
He doesn’t deserve any space in my head,” Daisy muttered, now staring at his feet.

  Slipping a finger beneath her chin, Jethro tilted her face up to his. “You gave him a big chunk of space and opened a door that should have been left closed.”

  “I know but I had to say stuff I needed to say!” she said defensively.

  “I’m glad you feel like you got closure but why were you skulking around on their pages?” he asked her.

  “I know I shouldn’t have been but…”

  Jethro stopped her with another stern look. “No buts. You shouldn’t have been on their pages at all. Should you?”

  Daisy frowned and looked determinedly over his left shoulder.

  “Daisy?” He deliberately deepened his voice.

  She gave a small stamp of her right foot and glared up at him. “No, I shouldn’t have been on his or her pages. Are you happy?”

  Jethro had to bite back a grin at her pique. “I don’t think my happiness enters into the equation. I just wanted to make sure you understand why you’re being spanked.”

  “But…” She gave a small token protest as he caught her arm and pulled her to his couch where he sat down and immediately pulled her over his lap. Jethro grinned when he lifted her skirts to find her bare-assed beneath it.

  Daisy could protest all she wanted, she both needed and craved his discipline. Tilting her further over his lap and then clamping her thighs between his, Jethro brought the palm of his right hand down hard on her left sit spot.

  He intended to make sure he got his point across quickly so he landed nine more zingers in a row to the exact same spot before moving to give the right sit spot the same treatment. By the time he finished the first round there was a glowing red hand print on both sides in the tender area where her bottom and thighs met.

  Jethro took a minute to admire his handiwork before he started applying his hand diligently to ensure the band of bright color went all the way across. Then he finished with another ten to each sit spot with a zeal that left her howling.

  Standing her in front of him, he caught her hands before they could reach back to rub away the sting. “I think a little corner time to reflect is in order.”

  “Corner time!” she parroted back loudly.

  He merely spun her to face the closest corner while tucking her skirt up into her waistband so her red bottom was on display.

  “You just want to ogle my spanked ass,” Daisy accused.

  “Maybe,” Jethro said with another grin as he sat down to do just that, enjoying the way she wriggled just a little in an effort to relieve the sting. “A few minutes of reflection then ten with the big paddle to reinforce the lesson.”

  “Damn it,” she muttered.

  “Language, young lady,” he reminded her chidingly.

  “How is it I have all these rules and accountability when I don’t even have a dom? It’s not fair,” Daisy groused.

  She had a dom as far as Jethro was concerned; she just didn’t know it yet. “I care about you, Daisy and how all of this is affecting you.”

  A little sniffle came from the corner. “I know.”

  “Am I being unfair?” he asked.

  This time he got a huge sigh of resignation. “No, sir.”

  “Thank you. Use your corner time to think about what you should have done differently, please,” Jethro said firmly.

  She rolled her eyes and sighed again, feeling safe since she knew he couldn’t see her face. Time seemed to freeze in the corner because Daisy was sure she spent far more than a few minutes there contemplating. She didn’t want to contemplate!

  “Now come here and bend over the back of the couch,” Jethro instructed her. The minute she heard his voice beckoning her to her, she perversely wanted to stay in the corner but she moved quickly to do his bidding.

  Daisy moved into position with her bottom arched high and he lined the large school-style paddle up with her sit spots. It would completely catch both bottom cheeks with each swat.

  Jethro tapped her bottom lightly twice then came back with a firm swat that made her gasp. He didn’t want to draw this out so he snapped the paddle down on the same tender strip of flesh four more times in quick succession.

  “Ooooohhoooo!” she yowled.

  “Legs apart,” he told her, reaching between her thighs the minute she complied and finding her hot and slick with arousal. Daisy always responded to punishment this way; it didn’t matter how sternly he dealt with her.

  She was perfect.

  Jethro worked two fingers in deep as he played his thumb over her clit, rocking his fingers in and out until he felt her body start to tighten down. Then he quickly pulled free and laid the hardest swat yet on her tender backside. She began to pant, soft little whimpers escaping her as he laid the next five hard swats across her bottom.

  Daisy was crying, sniffling softly but then she looked back over her shoulder at him with pleading eyes. “Please fuck me, Jethro.”

  He couldn’t do anything but answer that plea. Unzipping his pants, Jethro cupped a hot ass cheek in each hand, squeezing tightly as he spread her open and drove in to the hilt.

  They both hissed at the joining, the pleasure so acute, Daisy began coming almost immediately as he pumped furiously in and out of her grasping sheath, sending him over the edge by the fifth thrust.

  Pulling out, Jethro lifted her from the couch and turned her to face him, placing tender kisses all over her face. When she calmed, Daisy looked up at him and gave him a sweet smile. “Thank you for my punishment, sir.”

  He felt as if her small fist had squeezed his heart at the words.

  Chapter Six

  A week and a half later, Daisy was pleasantly surprised when she opened her door to find Jethro standing there. A flush of pleasure filled her cheeks.

  “Hi,” she said almost shyly as she opened the door to let him in.

  “You’ve been such a good girl, I thought I’d come help you with your homework tonight,” he said, deepening his voice in that way that sent shivers down her spine.

  “Really?” Daisy’s voice came out in a high squeak, making Jethro chuckle.

  “Mmmmhmmm,” he said as he backed her up against a wall then leaned in to nip sharply on her earlobe.

  “Ooh!” she gasped as a frisson of pleasure shot straight to her clit. Jethro caught the sweatpants she was wearing in his hands and pulled them down her trembling legs.

  “No panties?” he mused. “Such a naughty little girl. You really need closer supervision.”

  Daisy’s eyelashes fluttered, another moan building in her throat when he turned her to face the wall and delivered a series of swats low on her behind where her legs met. Each swat sent another jolt of heat into her clit.

  Jethro turned her quickly back to face the wall and lifted her with an arm under each of her knees, splaying her wide with her back braced against the wall. “Look how wet you are,” he crooned as he bent his head and ran his tongue through her wet slit from her asshole to her clit. “You taste delicious,” he growled as he got down to business.

  Daisy’s hands fisted in his hair as he devoured her, stabbing his tongue deep inside her repeatedly before pulling back and sealing his mouth over her opening and sucking while his tongue fluttered around just inside her.

  Her voice came out in a mewling cry of need as she restlessly tried to buck her hips but the way Jethro held her firmly pinned against the wall allowed no movement. Just as she thought she’d go crazy, his tongue stabbed deep inside of her while his nose rubbed against her clit and she went off like a rocket.

  “Yessss!” she yelled as she came and Jethro pulled her firmly away from the wall to lay her face up with the small of her back on the arm of her plush couch.

  “That was your freebie,” Jethro told her matter-of-factly as he pushed two fingers into her hard. He began working them in and out of her as his thumb played over her clit in a circular motion. “This time I want to hear the words.”

  Daisy panted as the pleasure
began to build again, “I am a good sub and I’ll never again settle for less than I deserve.”

  Jethro pulled his fingers out then drove three back in hard. “Again.”

  “I’m a good sub and I’ll never again settle for less than I deserve!” she screamed as he lowered his head and sucked her clit hard as his fingers teased her g-spot, sending her over the edge a second time.

  “Such a good little girl,” he crooned and she heard him unzip his fly and her pussy clenched in anticipation. “What do good girls deserve?”

  Daddy’s cock was the first thing that came to Daisy but she filtered herself just in time. “Lots of cock!”

  Jethro chuckled and pressed the fat head of his erection against her weeping slit. Daisy moaned and tried to rock her hips up to catch him inside her. He grinned and rubbed the head around her slick heat, obviously enjoying the desperate little sounds of need she couldn’t keep from escaping her lips.

  “Do you want my cock, little girl?” he asked as he teasingly pressed against her opening and then retreated.

  “Yes, sir! Please, I need your cock so bad,” she cried.

  “Good girl,” Jethro told her as he slammed in to the hilt. She was so wet he slid in easily as her inner muscles stretched to accommodate his girth. He felt so good!

  He began hammering in and out of her body hard and fast, every thrust driving her higher and higher. Her fingers came up to clench on his arms, centering herself as he fucked her like a Jethro hammer.

  “Say it again!” he commanded.

  “I’m a good sub and I will never again accept less than I deserve!” she cried as she spiraled closer and closer to hurtling into orbit.

  “What do you deserve, Daisy?” Jethro asked as he pounded into her even harder with a fierce unreadable expression on his face.

  Tears filled her eyes as she looked up at him; she wanted desperately to say ‘you… I deserve you,’ but didn’t dare. “Everything!”

  “You shall have it,” he said fervently as he shifted the angle of her hips just enough so that his pelvis ground against her clit with every inward thrust. Daisy came with a scream, her inner muscles clamping down so tightly it was a wonder she didn’t break his dick.