Dark, Dirty Daddy

by Morganna Williams

  “Now I need you to climb up here on this little platform next to the tub and spread your legs wide for me.”

  Naomi self-consciously lay down on the porcelain ledge with her legs still in the water and spread her legs a little.

  “Tsk, I can barely see your sweet little kitty, princess, spread those legs further apart so I can shave you,” Jade said with a gentle swat to her pussy lips.

  Naomi took a shuddering breath as she moved her legs wide apart, feeling the air caress the exposed skin. Jade methodically lathered her pussy up and began to run the razor across her flesh swiftly. Periodically, she would pull one of her labia out or over to ensure she got every bit of hair but it felt almost clinical.

  “Turn over and hold your bottom cheeks apart as wide as possible.” The instructions made her tummy clench but Naomi moved quickly to comply with Mistress Jade’s instructions. “Good girl.”

  Then with deft movements every bit of hair was removed from the skin between her ass cheeks and the lower part of her pussy. “Get back in the water and rinse off.”

  Naomi sank gratefully into the water, happy to be hidden from sight for the moment. The relief was short-lived however since barely a minute passed before Jade was holding out a towel and beckoning her from the water.

  Her body was dried with no fuss and then she was led back to the table. Jade reached down beneath the table and pulled out a purple butt plug with sparkling purple jewels winking at the base. “Look what your daddy picked out for his naughty girl.”

  Naomi gulped as she looked over at Ezra nervously. Once again she could feel the heat fill her face and knew she was bright red.

  “What did I tell you, Naomi?” he asked. “Use your words.”

  She licked her lips. “Everything that happens to me here is at your instruction.”

  “Exactly. I want you to wear the butt plug to help ready your ass for my cock,” he told her baldly.

  Naomi felt her face heat at the same time her clit jumped in response to Ezra’s words and the idea of the taboo act of having a cock in her ass. It was as mortifying as it was titillating.

  “Naomi?” His firm voice commanded her attention.

  He quirked a brow at her and jerked his head toward the table. She sighed and moved to bend over the table.

  Jade grinned knowingly down at her. “Good choice. You’re already being punished for showing up unannounced and not following instructions. I’m lubing this plug with ginger oil to ensure it makes the appropriate impression. Now spread that bottom wide for your plug.”

  She whimpered at the thought of holding her ass open, revealing her shy little hole to both dominants. Once more her eyes met Ezra’s commanding blue eyes and she shivered.

  “Yes, Ma’am,” Naomi said softly as she reached back and caught a cheek in each hand so she could spread herself open. She couldn’t help the soft little whimper as the blunt head of the plug began to press against the tight rosebud of her ass.

  Jade pressed firmly against it then pulled back and pressed firmly again as she worked it in slowly. Her bottom tightened momentarily and then relaxed as the plug slid deep inside, stretching her open with a burning sensation.

  “Look at me, Naomi.” Ezra’s sharp command brought her focus to him as the plug stretched her ass wide. He studied her face closely as the plug was worked in and out of her, making her imagine it was his cock stretching her forbidden hole open.

  “You take a plug very well, darling girl,” Mistress Jade praised her as she pulled the plug out and pushed it back in over and over, thoroughly fucking her tight hole.

  The ginger oil began to make itself known as the plug continued working in and out of her ass, the oil seeping into her tender tissues and spreading a growing burning heat that made her groan.

  Sensation bombarded Naomi; it hurt but it also seemed to send little frissons of pleasure from her ass straight to her clit until she began to rock her hips back to meet each thrust of the plug even as the burn continued to grow.

  Immediately Jade seated the plug firmly and, removing Naomi’s grip on her bottom cheeks, began to deliver hard fast swats to her upturned posterior. Each swat jolted the intruder in her ass and spread the overwhelming sensations until pain and pleasure seemed to combine.

  Naomi was shivering with sensation when Mistress Jade helped her off the table and put her on her back. In very little time she was strapped in place with her legs over her head spread wide.

  “Look at how wet she is, Ezra,” Jade exclaimed as she leaned over to examine Naomi’s exposed pussy. A shudder of combined mortification and need ran through Naomi’s body as she imagined the sight her shaved labia spread wide and glistening with her juices made for the two dominants. “Shall I strap this naughty pussy until she comes?”

  “I think given her response you can do little else,” Ezra told the woman as he watched while sipping his wine.

  As Naomi watched, Mistress Jade pulled a thinner strap from the closet and approached with the only about three inches of the tongue of the strap dangling from her fingers. She smiled as she watched Naomi, running her fingers up and down the end of the strap. “Are you thinking about how it’s going to feel when my strap lands on your sweet little pussy?”

  Naomi shuddered again as she watched the other woman. “Yes, Ma’am.”

  “I think you should ask me nicely to strap your naughty little pussy,” Jade instructed her.

  “Oooh... I... oooh... please...” she whimpered though she wasn’t quite sure what she was pleading for, a reprieve from the strapping or to feel the kiss of the strap across her pussy lips.

  “Use your words, little girl,” Ezra said darkly.

  “Please, Mistress Jade, please strap my naughty little pussy.” Naomi said the words in a breathless rush.

  Jade walked up to her and began letting the tongue of the strap stroke lightly over her wet labia. “Should I strap you until you come?”

  “Oh, god... please!” she whimpered, horrified by the knowledge that if she weren’t strapped down she would be rocking her hips in supplication.

  Thankfully, Jade decided to take pity on her and lifted the strap before bringing it back down across her labia with a snap.

  Naomi gave a gasping cry as it snapped down again and again, leaving a white-hot stinging heat in its wake. It was painful but each snap of the strap also jolted her clit currently hiding between her rapidly swelling pussy lips, sending a pulse of pleasure through her at the same time.

  The freshly shaved skin had already been sensitive and now each line of fire seemed to be branded into her flesh. Tears began to track down her cheeks as the heat in her pussy lips and the still hot oil in her ass seemed to blend together, making every sensation rolling through her clitoris stronger.

  “Tabitha!” Jade called loudly for her assistant. The other girl arrived silently, standing beside her mistress. “Spread those naughty lips open for me so I can strap Naomi’s little clit.”

  Naomi wanted to faint at just the thought but the hidden part of her deep inside wanted to beg for it... she craved it.

  She gasped as Tabitha’s experienced fingers spread her labia and then stretched it wide, making her clit almost protrude from its little hiding place.

  “Look how pretty and swollen that little nub is,” Mistress Jade cooed. “It’s going to get even bigger by the time I’m done with you.” It was a threat and a promise sliding over Naomi’s skin, making her shiver.

  Naomi’s eyes met her daddy’s as Jade lifted the strap and brought it down directly on her clit. Pain morphed so quickly into pleasure, her head fell back and her eyes closed with an almost animalistic cry.

  “You will look at me!” The firm command snapped from her daddy forced her eyes open to stare into his as the strap snapped down again and again, each stroke driving her closer to some unknown precipice almost scary in its intensity. She felt completely exposed; Tabitha still held her labia open wide so both Ezra and Jade could see all of her secrets.

 
It felt as if Ezra could see into the depths of her... he could see everything... her vulnerability... her fear... her need.

  “Ohhh... ooohoooooo...” She was bombarded with sensations too big to be contained. Naomi could feel her clit swelling bigger and bigger with each stroke of the strap. “Oooh, god!”

  Pressure continued to build throughout her body until everything seemed impossibly tight... she was completely undone... overwhelmed then she heard her daddy’s voice as if from a distance commanding her, “Come now!”

  Everything imploded within Naomi, her body shuddering with the strength of the climax that washed over her like a tsunami of sensation, going on and on with no end in sight.

  Tears began to fall unchecked down her cheeks as she sobbed, feeling completely lost to the sensations overwhelming her body as the strap continued to slap down, wringing everything possible from her. Naomi felt adrift without an anchor and called out to the only port she knew, “Daddy!”

  In an instant everything stopped, her bonds released and she was in her daddy’s arms, clinging to him and sobbing against his chest while he rocked her. “There’s my sweet baby girl. You did such a good job. I’m so proud of how well you took your punishment and your pleasure.”

  He sat back down with her in his lap, cuddling her and stroking her back gently as she calmed. “I don’t know why I’m crying,” she sniffled softly.

  “Submission is an intense experience. You did very well and I could not be more pleased with you, little one,” Daddy told her softly as he kissed her forehead. Then he offered her a piece of chocolate and a sip of water.

  Naomi obediently took both as she sank into the heat of Ezra’s body. He continued to cuddle her and soothingly stroke her back as her senses returned to normal. Well, as normal as possible with a plug up her ass that still burned, sore ass cheeks and pussy lips, and with a clit she wasn’t sure would ever stop throbbing.

  Her daddy took good care of her, wiping her tears and washing her face before bundling her back into the trench coat and carrying her to the car. Naomi just rested against his warmth, enjoying the silence of the moment, trying to ignore the throbbing heat still pulsing through her core.

  * * *

  Ezra cuddled her close against his chest, enjoying the smell of her arousal as he settled them into the car. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen such an alluring sight as the one she’d made coming apart under Jade’s experienced lash, her surprised green eyes on his as the orgasm had taken her, overwhelming her senses.

  His heart had seized when she’d cried out for him then clung to him like he was her only anchor in a treacherous sea. She was beyond precious, this delightful little submissive and Ezra was in completely uncharted territory.

  When she started grinding her bottom against him as he held her, Ezra was thankful for the need to take control of his deliciously horny naughty girl as well as his errant thoughts.

  “Sit still, little girl,” he told her firmly as he tightened his hold on her to prevent further stimulation of her highly sensitized body. Naughty little girls didn’t call the shots. Orgasms or lack thereof were always in the experienced hand of the dominant holding the reins.

  It was a lesson he would enjoy teaching the delectable Naomi. Clearly having a taste of the pleasure to be had in pain was making her bold. It was past time to get her back in line.

  * * *

  As they journeyed across town it became harder and harder to ignore the sensitive tissues that begged for her daddy’s possession. Soon she was squirming against him in an effort to relieve the insistent aching need.

  “Sit still, little girl,” he told her firmly as he tightened his hold to prevent any further squirming.

  “But Daddy, I need...” Naomi started to explain, only to be stopped by the gentle press of fingers against her lips.

  “I know what you need, baby, but unfortunately you were naughty and naughty girls don’t get Daddy’s cock,” Ezra told her sternly, but then he smiled. “You are adorable.” He leaned in and kissed the pout from her lips.

  As kisses went it was a really a chaste kiss—just the touch of his firm lips against her own—but it sent a zing of heat straight to Naomi’s already swollen clit. She groaned and pressed her forehead against his chest where it stayed for the rest of the ride home.

  Chapter Three

  Once they returned to the house, Ezra carried Naomi inside and straight to the kitchen where he sat her down at the table. “You sit here while I make you a light dinner.”

  Naomi wriggled in the wooden chair as she tried to find a comfortable position; her backside wasn’t really painful, more incredibly sensitive like she was everywhere. It was if every nerve ending in her body was alive and screaming for the release only her daddy could give her now.

  “Sit still, Naomi,” he scolded her firmly.

  She sighed and did her best to sit still while she waited. In a matter of a few minutes Ezra was setting a big bowl of what looked like chicken noodle soup in front of her. “This is one of cook’s specialties. I just warmed you up some to eat before bed.”

  “I’m not all that hungry,” Naomi said softly as she lightly stirred the spoon around the bowl of rich broth.

  “A BDSM scene releases a lot of endorphins. Your body needs the soup to help prevent the crash that can come from such an intense experience,” he explained.

  She decided not to argue and began to eat the soup, finding it was delicious. It surprised Naomi that she finished the rather large bowl in record time. She truly hadn’t believed she was hungry but obviously in this situation Daddy really did know best.

  After she finished the last bite, Ezra scooped her up into his arms.

  “I can walk, you know,” she told him.

  “Of course you can but I like having you in my arms,” he told her quietly as he carried her into a beautiful bedroom decorated in soft pastels. “This is your room.”

  “It’s beautiful,” Naomi said softly as he sat her on the bed.

  “I’m glad you like it. I want you to use the restroom and freshen up. You might not have the chance again for a while,” Ezra told her as he walked toward the door of the bedroom.

  “Why won’t I have the chance again for a while?” she asked curiously.

  “I’m going to bind you in my ropes, little girl, and then I’m going to make you mine.” The deep husky tones washed over her skin like an invisible caress as she watched him leave the room.

  * * *

  She had shivered when he’d told her he was going to wrap her up in his ropes. The woman was so submissive and hungry for everything he could do to her, it was intoxicating.

  Ezra wasn’t sure he’d ever met a woman who responded to him on such a visceral level so soon in the relationship. He could almost see her desire and taste her need.

  He didn’t have to work for dom space at all with her... he responded to her on every level, feeling the need to dominate and claim her in every way possible.

  Ezra knew he had to pull himself back a little or she would begin to depend on him too much and look to him for a permanence he couldn’t provide. He helped women explore submission, period. He didn’t keep any of them; he made a disgusted sound as he caught sight of himself in the mirror as he gathered his kit.

  A high flush covered the edge of his cheekbones, marking his aroused state. Why was he allowing this woman to affect him this way?

  Ezra had always enjoyed being called Daddy, he loved everything about the mind fuck of domination combined with discipline and caring. While he was quick to discipline, he was also quick to cuddle and show affection.

  It was important for submissives to feel cherished even as he guided them sternly. He always felt that by the time a woman left his care she’d learned what to expect from a dominant. It wasn’t all about what the submissive brought to the table and how she was able to serve her dominant.

  The dominant should always meet his submissive’s needs first and foremost. It was a balance and in doing so both pa
rties were generally satisfied with the arrangement.

  Feeling more in control again, he smiled. Yes, this was an arrangement as all interactions were in the lifestyle. Yes, he had a strong connection with Naomi but it was still just an arrangement when everything was said and done.

  Ezra would let her go as easily as he had all the women who had come to him to explore before. Two weeks and he would move on to the next submissive needing guidance to explore the wide world of BDSM.

  * * *

  Naomi lay back with a soft sigh as she thought about her daddy and his ropes.

  Ezra came into her bedroom carrying a coil of shiny red rope. “I’m going to dress you up in my ropes, little one, would you like that?”

  Naomi shivered as she imagined being cocooned in his ropes and at his mercy. “Yes, Daddy.”

  He ran a hand down her cheek then lightly cupped her face. She couldn’t resist turning her face into it like a kitten seeking affection. “So sweet,” he murmured before leaning down to kiss her deeply.

  Naomi moaned and opened to him like a flower to the sun. Ezra’s kiss consumed her as his tongue sank in deep to lay claim to what was his; she opened wider as his tongue rubbed erotically against her own.

  She gave a soft whimper when he lifted his mouth from hers.

  “How’s your sweet little pussy?” he asked as his hand came down to possessively cup the area in question.

  Naomi’s hips bucked in helpless response as the palm of his hand brushed against her still incredibly tender clit.

  Ezra grinned at her body’s reaction. “Jade does know how to properly strap a pussy, doesn’t she, little girl?”

  She blushed hotly. “Yes, Daddy.”

  “Perfect. You will really feel the ropes between your lips,” he told her as he set a small bag down on the bed and pulled a good-sized dildo from it. Naomi felt her eyes widen.