BDSMing the Brat: ** 20 Book ** Taboo BDSM MEGA BUNDLE

by Sarah Sethline

  It was almost all the way in at that point. This was like torture for my cock!

  "Shit, Lane. I'm not kidding! Let Daddy make sure this is right."

  "It's riigghhttt," wailed Laney as she squirmed her pussy down until it was fully enveloping my cock.

  This was a special kind of hell, I tell you. Every fiber of my being wanted to fuck her. VIOLENTLY.

  My cock was in line, ready to ravage her senseless. This time, however, there was evidence at stake. To jizz up inside her and create a baby would be something I couldn't take back.

  No matter how much I tried to talk myself out of it, my cock wasn't budging. It's like it was glued in there, trapped in the slick embrace of her coursing honey. Almost unconsciously, I was starting to push into her just a small little bit.

  "OH GOD, DADDY... I NEED IT," screamed Laney as she suddenly lost all control.

  She slammed her body against me, HARD. It made my cock push deeper, thrusting into the furthest recesses of her tight little void. She jerked back in quick succession before sliding back down my pole. She did this a few more times before she was all-out fucking me.

  My big-breasted, hot little brat was taking the reins and sending my dick on the ride of a lifetime.

  "Mmm, Laney. HARDER! Push harder, baby," I crowed as I slowly drank in the sublime sensations.

  Hey, if she was the one doing it, maybe it would make it less wrong...

  My cock was gliding through her cunt, diving deeper with each hunch of her shapely hips. Only a small sliver of bare cock remained as my daughter shoved herself down my pipe. I was just starting to push back with her when I felt myself rub against her cervix.

  I'd bottomed out.

  My cock had fucked as far as it could go, and knowing I was so close to her womb was driving me downright wild. I wouldn't help but think how much easier this would make it for my swimmers, to be rammed right against her baby-making chamber. My daughter's face was starting to scrunch up in pure pleasure; it's clear she was already fighting her O-face as she tossed her head around, mouth open, biting at her lips.

  "Does this feel okay, baby?" I asked as I nudged, nudged, nudged against her baby barrier.

  Fuck, I wanted it to feel okay.

  "Yeah, Daddy. But it would feel better if you pushed HARDER."

  FUUUUCCK!

  My cock couldn't take hearing that. I started to go full-on animal inside her, smacking once, twice, three times into her little donut, my pre-cum seeping into its tiny hole, no doubt, sussing out the territory. My sac was bouncing against my daughter's ass as I lodged my shaft as far as it would go.

  I quickly latched onto a tit and gripped it tightly as I felt my cock begin to burst. My daughter screamed as her pussy spasmed, her waves pounding over my cock as its tip spewed forth with its life-giving seed. Shot after shot, my creamy cum splashed against her insides, pelting her cervix with a million tiny me's.

  The tit in my hand was dribbling milk from all sides while the other rained down on her ribs and belly. I arced my mouth to latch onto her shooting nipple, her cream even hotter now that I was creaming into her, too. I held my dick firm inside my daughter as I pushed out every bucket, her cunt pulsing in time with me like pure magic.

  It took forever for my cock to stop throbbing spunk into my little girl. When it finally did, I allowed it to soften slightly and slipped back just enough to relieve the pressure on her cervix. I angled my shaft upward just a bit for a more comfortable position, then laid completely down on top of my freshly-fucked daughter. She gasped slightly in pleasure and clenched her pussy around me nice and hard. I rubbed her sides soothingly, my palms running up and down the length of her.

  I pictured my little girl with a big baby belly waddling around the house, her tits impossibly full with her addicting milk. Her pussy would be wet, wet for me, always ready to have hot, nasty pregnant sex.

  In that moment, I had no regrets. I was determined to keep fucking my daughter in secret; to get her milk flowing naturally before the lotion did its worse.

  Fortunately, she was young and had never been on any kind of birth control, so I anticipated it wouldn't be very long at all before she was carrying my child. The last thing I wanted was to be cut off from her intoxicating drink; for the cream to work and for her milk to dry up.

  I was going to fuck her as much as possible, just to be safe...

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  SPANKING Little Lucy

  DESCRIPTION: Lexi hasn't had an *out-of-this-world* lay since Tina, who was the epitome of a submissive little playmate. All of this changes after she bumps into Lucy -- quite literally -- at a bar. Cute as a button and alluring as hell, Lexi just knows there's something special about her.

  As it turns out, Lucy is a pants-wetter, a horrible habit Lexi is happy to handle with a firm hand. Fortunately for dom and sub both, Lucy gets off on being spanked just as hard as Lexi. What starts as routine submission quickly evolves into something FAR more kinky...

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  Though I'd been into disciplining my partners for years, the thought never crossed my mind to incorporate diapers as part of play until I met Lucy. Lucy had a way of transforming the average fuckfest into a damn near religious experience... filling voids in my sex life I didn't know were there.

  But allow me to back up just a bit.

  One day back in early June, I awoke and realized without even having to confirm the date what day it was. It was June 3rd, the anniversary of when I'd first spanked a woman for pleasure. When it happened, I ended up cumming so hard and so fast, I just knew I would need to do it again, and often.

  In addition to my passion for spanking, I've also acquired many other tastes for domination in the bedroom. As I went through my closet getting ready for the day, I was reminded of all the pretty outfits I had on hand that'd sat unworn for far too long. The last woman I'd been lucky enough to see in one of my frilly little dresses was Tina.

  Last, but certainly not least... Tina had rocked her lace ruffles and little girl panties better than any adult baby I knew. Even better was how she insisted I scold her when she'd been a bad girl. Had Tina not moved on account of her day job, I can guarantee she'd be my special girl to this day.

  I'd had a handful of girlfriends, one-night stands and fuck buddies since Tina, but none had been able to fulfill the role of my naughty princess quite like she had. I'd almost given up on finding anyone ever again, actually.

  Tina, sweet girl that she is, convinced me not to give up via long-distance telephone calls and e-mails. I was either going to have to uproot my entire life to be with her (which, frankly, wasn't an option), or try to make the best of the situation I was in.

  Being that it was a milestone day for me, I couldn't stop myself from reminiscing about the more fruitful times in my sex life all throughout work. I nearly poured hot coffee on myself seeing the office secretary bend over in her short little skirt, which immediately brought me back to the times Tina would bend over in one of her girly-girl getups, begging to be spanked.

  By the time I'd arrived back home, I had to change panties, I'd gotten myself so worked up. As I shimmied out of my secretion-soaked thong and into a fresh string bikini, the sight of my exposed pussy amplified the lust that'd been brewing even more. In a fit of sexual frustration, I threw myself onto the bed and began to diddle myself furiously, desperate for relief from the horniness that'd been haunting me all day.

  After several minutes of touching myself to thoughts of pigtailed sluts and their freshly spanked asses, I realized I was getting nowhere. Masturbation always felt good, but it didn't feel great. My pussy didn't just crave "the real thing" -- it fucking demanded it.

  I tried putting on the sex tape Tina and I'd made, but that only served to make me even more hopelessly frustrated. Even flipping through a brand new issue of Playboy wasn't doing it for me. I decided I needed to stop being such a pussy if I wanted to actually get some pussy.

  I slipped into my skimpiest "fu
ck me" outfit and headed out in search of a playmate. If I couldn't find a sub willing to be my little girl, at the very least, I should be able to get laid.

  I'd never failed to bring home a good fuck before...

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  Upon arrival at my favorite lesbian hot spot, I noticed it was already quite packed despite being fairly early in the evening. I exchanged hellos with some of the regulars and made my way to the back of the bar to order a cosmo. After I'd grabbed my drink, I was going to turn around, when...

  BAM!

  Some bitch banged RIGHT into me, causing my cocktail to spill all over my dress. I was about to give her a piece of my mind... until I noticed how cute she was.

  "Ohmigosh! I'm so, so sorry!!" exclaimed this sweet young thing.

  "What a klutz I am, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. Please forgive me!"

  The girl was practically pouting as she said this, all the while nervously biting down on her lower lip, which was puffed out.

  God, did her lips look luscious...

  "Uh, it's okay, princess. I don't think I can stay mad at someone as cute as you," I said.

  What a little darling she was, standing there looking absolutely wide-eyed and naive. She was swirling a piece of her golden hair around one of her long, sexy fingers, causing me to melt on the spot!

  "Just promise me you'll try to be more careful. Little girls who aren't careful..."

  Was I really going to say it?

  "Well, they get punished."

  I shot her a sly smile, wondering if she'd understood.

  "I promise I'll keep my silly little head facing forward next time!!" chirped the fair-haired sexpot.

  "You see, I just had to go the bathroom really bad... still do... oops, see ya..."

  And off she went, galloping to the ladies' room like a racehorse that needed to... well, piss. I chuckled as I shook my head, beyond charmed by her incredible cuteness.

  As I stood there dabbing myself off with a napkin, I wondered if such a sexy specimen was in my league, and more importantly, if she was single. I didn't have to wonder for very long, as a few minutes later, the flirty firecracker returned and offered to refund my drink.

  "Please, please let me buy you your next two drinks," she insisted as she began to wave dollar bills in the direction of the bartender.

  "But you only owe me one," I said.

  "Nonsense. A sexy girl like you... I would have bought you one, anyway," she replied, turning to give me the sweetest of smiles.

  My heart skipped a beat and butterflies began to form in my stomach. Was she saying she was interested?

  "I'm Lucy, by the way," the girl said, offering me her hand.

  I willingly took it, thrilled to the core to be touching a part of her sweet, sexy body, even if it was only a hand... for now, anyway.

  "Lexi," I replied as I fought against the urge to kiss the hand that was in mine.

  I took a sip of my fresh cosmo, then said, "You know, Lucy, big girls like you should have better bladder control. You should learn to time your potty breaks so you don't find yourself in a bind."

  Lucy nodded vigorously, as if she were an eager student agreeing with her teacher.

  "You're sooo right. Too often I wait to go until it's practically too late. I'm a bad girl like that."

  A bad girl, eh?

  "Perhaps you need a little discipline in your life, then. Someone who'll treat you with a strong hand..."

  I held my breath after I said this, unsure if I was pushing things too far.

  "I think you're right, Mommy," agreed Lucy.

  She took a sharp inhale in, then asked, "If I were your little girl... would you straighten me out?"

  Alright, now this sexy little minx was asking for it! This one was a keeper -- I was going to have to take this one home with me.

  "Why don't you join me back at my place and find out?" I asked slyly.

  To my delight, Lucy was no tease. It took all the strength we could muster not to rip each other's clothes off on the car ride home... which included a heavy make-out session. We were just starting to pull into my driveway when I noticed Lucy squirming in her seat.

  "Do you have to go potty?" I asked, rather amused watching her wiggle and wriggle.

  Lucy fervently shook her head from side to side like little girls do, making her hair flap about.

  Somehow, I couldn't quite believe her...

  "You'd better not be lying, if you know what's good for you," I warned playfully.

  Lucy giggled and shot me a sheepish look. She knew she was in for a world of trouble, yet welcomed it.

  I paid the taxi driver and exited our cab, Lucy trailing behind me as I approached my door and unlocked it. I had my hand on the doorknob when I heard a slight whimper behind me. I turned around to see where the noise was coming from, only to find it was coming from Lucy.

  The poor girl had wet herself!

  As I looked her up and down, I could tell she was a bit nervous about what my reaction would be. I'd never had a girlfriend of mine piss herself, after all. But seeing her standing there all wide-eyed and innocent, somehow I knew Lucy was different... special... worth it.

  After just a moment's hesitation, I approached Lucy and wrapped my arm around her, then led her into my front hallway. As soon as I'd closed the door behind us, I ordered her to strip. She obeyed without question, although she struggled somewhat taking off her jeans and panties, they were that soaked through.

  Lucy must have assumed I only wanted her to shed her sopping bottoms, as she still had her top on after disrobing her pants and panties.

  "You're not done," I said sternly.

  Lucy's eyes widened in shock, but she didn't complain. I stared, lustfully, as she slowly pulled her tight tee over her head and revealed her massive, mouthwatering mounds. They were a cup size or two bigger than mine and incredibly round.

  My conquest was now stark-naked in front of me, a sight that was making me damn near speechless.

  "I... um... Come into the bathroom... so I can get you cleaned up," I managed to say.

  I took her by the hand and allowed her to toddle behind me, my pussy hot and wet with anticipation. When we'd reached the bathroom, I told Lucy to lie down.

  "You've been a very bad girl. Not only did you pee yourself, you lied about it. After I get you all fresh and clean, I'll need to punish you for what you've done."

  Big wet tears began to dribble down Lucy's sweet, sorrowful face.

  "I'm sorry, Mommy!! I didn't mean to disappoint you. Please go easy on me -- I'll be a good girl next time."

  She really did seem to want forgiveness... and knowing I had no intention of giving it to her was getting me fucking hot. In fact, it was taking every ounce of restraint I could muster not to ravish her right there on the floor. I decided the longer I held off, though, the more satisfying the orgasm, especially considering it'd been awhile.

  "Alright, Lucy, hold still while Mommy cleans you up."

  I took a fresh washcloth from under the sink and got it wet, then crouched down on the bathmat in front of Lucy, who had her legs spread wide. Her pretty pussy lie naked and exposed before me, damp and slightly glistening from her "accident". It certainly was a sight for sore eyes -- a sight that was getting me incredibly aroused.

  "Spread your legs a little wider," I couldn't help but ask, desperate to have her open herself up to me even more.

  Lucy granted my request willingly, looking me square in the eye as she did it and smiling sweetly.

  My hand shook a little as it approached her bare pussy. It was just so perfect -- it was making me nervous.

  Get it together, Lexi, I told myself.

  You gotta show this babe who's boss.

  Slowly, carefully, I allowed the material of the wet washcloth to meet her mound.

  "Ooh, that tickles!" squealed Lucy when she felt the cool wetness of the cloth on her parts.

  I had the washcloth blanketing her pussy now, my hand lowering ever
so carefully onto her entire region.

  There. I could now feel her whole cunt just under my hand.

  Even with a cool washcloth between us, I could tell that Lucy's sex was blazing hot. My hand was now firm against her pussy, causing my own to light up.

  Remembering that I had a job to do, I began to gently cleanse her bits. As I worked the cloth over and around her inner folds, Lucy arched her back and moaned in pleasure, which of course got me even hotter. I couldn't get over how sweet and insanely sexy she looked lying there, completely vulnerable before me.