Rebel Chic

Chapter 4

I dragged the shovel behind me slowly, walking around the edge of the fence. I looked at the bars, furrowing my eyebrows as I looked at myself. The shovel slipped from my hand as I stepped forward. I squeezed myself through the bars, whimpering quietly as I sucked in my breath. I fell through, gasping as I looked back at my house.

I got up, running through the woods that surrounded our house. I reached the road and pulled out my phone, dialing Frank’s number. It rang as I pressed it up to my ear.

“Hey, gorgeous, what’s up?” Frank asked.

“I snuck out,” I said a little breathlessly.

“Did you now?” He asked. “Well, tell me where you are and I’ll pick you up.”

I told him the name of the street I was on and he told me he’d be here in ten minutes. I sat down, playing a game on my phone as I waited. Soon enough, a limo pulled up. I stood up and raised my eyebrows. The door opened and I got in, smiling at Frank.

“You have a limo?” I asked in awe.

“Yeah, but I only use her on special occasions,” Frank said. “And picking up the most beautiful boy in the world is a very special occasion.”

I giggled and blush. I was sitting on the smaller bench between the two doors. Frank was sitting on the longer bench adjacent to me, dressed in a nice suit.

“Besides, having a driver is way better,” Frank said. “We can have our own fun back here.”

“What kind fun?” I asked.

He smirked and patted his knee. I sat across his lap and he crashed his lips against mine. Frank kissed me deeply and I whimpered quietly, missing his touch.

“How long has it been since I last saw you?” He mumbled against my lips.

“Two weeks,” I whispered.

“Far too long,” Frank said, pulling away. “And I don’t think that one spank pulled you over, did it?”

I shook my head quickly.

“You want your spankies, baby boy?” He asked.

“Yes please,” I said.

“Yes please what?” Frank asked.

“Yes please, daddy,” I corrected.

“Good boy,” Frank said, moving me to bend over his lap.

“C-can’t they hear us?” I asked nervously.

“Oh, don’t you worry,” Frank said. “This baby’s completely soundproof and bulletproof.”

He lifted up the back of my skirt and I blushed as he rested a hand on my baby blue cotton panties. It pulled away and came back down in a sharp smack. I gasped, my hips jerking forward.

“O-one, thank you, daddy,” I counted.

“Using manners,” he remarked. “Aren’t you a good boy.”

I smiled as he spanked me again.

“Two, thank you, daddy,” I said.

Frank’s hand came down twice and I gasped.

“Th-three, four, th-thank you, daddy,” I said.

“Getting all hot, baby?” Frank asked. “All achey?”

I whimpered and nodded.

“Good,” he mumbled, spanking me again.

“Ah, five, thank you, daddy,” I said.

This continued, spank after spank until we arrived at his house. Fourteen spanks later and Frank sat me up gently, wiping away my tears.

“You okay, baby?” He asked.

I smiled softly and nodded. Frank kissed the tip of my nose, holding onto my hand. The driver opened the door and Frank led me inside. We went upstairs to where I assumed it was his bedroom. He dug through his nightstand and pulled out a bottle.

“Here’s some lotion, it’ll help with the tender skin,” he said. “Would you like me to put some on for you?”

I nodded and he smiled. I bent over, putting my hands on the edge of the bed as he lifted the back of my dress up.

“Can I?” Frank asked, his fingers brushing the hem of my panties.

I nodded and he pulled them down slowly. I felt his hands rub in the lotion slowly and I sighed in content. Frank’s finger ran over my entrance and I whimpered. His thumb ran agonizingly slow circles around the rim while I quivered.

“Like that, babydoll?” he asked.

I nodded quickly, letting out a soft moan. My body felt hot, an aching feeling forming in the pit of my stomach. Frank kept doing this, torturing me slowly as I panted.

“Please, daddy, I need more,” I begged.

“More? Do you want me?” He asked, grinding against me slowly as he held both my hips.

“Yes, please, yes,” I whimpered.

Frank leaned down over me, kissing the back of my neck gently.

“Not today, sweetheart,” he said.

I pouted quietly.

“You’re not gonna have s*x with me?” I asked.

“No,” Frank denied, pulling away and I looked back to see him smirking. “But trust me, baby, I don’t even need to touch you to make you orgasm.”

I whimpered as Frank pulled me to stand up. He unzipped my dress, pulling it off as he smirked.

“Lay down,” he whispered.

I hurried to lay on the bed, looking at him eagerly. Frank turned around, coming back with a ribbon in his hand. He grabbed my wrists, tying them above my head to the bed.

“Good boy,” he mumbled. “Now, in here we use the light systems. Do you know what that is?”

I blushed and shook my head.

“Green light means you're okay and I can keep going. Yellow light means to slow down a bit and red light means stop,” Frank explained. “Understand?”

I nodded my head and he ran a hand through my hair.

“Now, don't be afraid to red light,” he said. “I don't care if we have to stop, I just want you to be okay. Understand?”

“Yes,” I said softly.

“Yes what?” He asked.

“Yes, daddy,” I corrected.

“Good boy,” Frank said, kissing my forehead.

I blushed as he stood up, going to open up a cabinet. I tried looking but Frank sent me a stern look and I whimpered, laying back down. The hot, aching feeling burned inside me as I pushed my legs together, trying to get some sort of pleasure.

“Legs open,” Frank ordered.

I closed my eyes, pushing them together even more. My eyes opened when I felt him grab my ankles, forcing my legs open. I looked at the black riding crop in his hand. He softly trailed it up my thigh, making me shiver.

“Can I blindfold you, baby?” He asked.

I nodded and Frank grabbed the blindfold from his back pocket, placing it over my eyes. My vision was blacked out and I whimpered softly. I felt the leather of the riding crop run along my thigh and my legs instinctively closed again.

“I said keep them open,” he growled, pulling them open again. “Don't make me tie them down.”

I felt a sharp snap on my inner thigh and I cried out in pleasure. He did it again and my hips jerked up.

“Daddy,” I whimpered.

“Just love this, don't you?” He asked.

I nodded, feeling the leather run up my skin. It ran over my n****e and I mewled quietly. The leather snapped against my skin and I whined.

“Daddy, please,” I whimpered.

I felt the bite of the snap on my inner thigh and I moaned. It hit me twice more and i cried, feeling the hot pleasure building up. I felt him climb on top of me, straddling my chest. There was a zipper and some rustling as I whimpered.

“Open your mouth, babydoll,” frank said.

I opened my mouth and he ran his hand through my hair, gripping it tight. I felt his erection at my lips as I opened wider and Frank pushed his hips forward slowly. I whimpered, feeling his hips move in and out. He groaned and I gagged lightly, my tongue ran along his underside.

“Good boy,” he mumbled. “Daddy’s gonna f**k your mouth now, just relax, princess.”

I whimpered and relaxed as Frank started snapping his hips forward. I felt his hands pull at my hair and tears fill my eyes and I loved it so much. My throat burned as he f****d my mouth, my hands tugging at the restraints above my head.

He pulled out suddenly and I whimpered, feeling my aching jaw close. I could hear frank groaning and cursing as I felt him come over my face. I whimpered, feeling the hot pleasure washing over me. The feeling of being used was so amazing and I loved it.

I heard the sound of zipping again and the mask lifted up off my face. I blushed, licking my lips and tasting his come. Frank looked behind him and smirked.

“Got off to just sucking my d**k?” He teased. “You're so good, baby.”

I whimpered as he got up. Frank went into the connected bathroom, coming back with a rag. He cleaned off my face and my stomach, smiling softly. He untied my wrists and I crawled into his lap.

“Daddy’s good little boy,” he praised, kissing my forehead.

I giggled, nuzzling against him. My hands fiddled with his tie gently as I sighed happily. Frank’s hand ran over my skin gently, brushing over the bruises from the riding crop.

“You okay, babydoll?” He asked.

I nodded and he gave me a soft kiss.

“Okay, well, I got you a gift then,” he said.

I gasped, looking up at him. Frank stood, going to the closet. He came back with a big pink box with a big bow on the top. I giggled, pulling the lid off the box. Inside was a bunny stuffy I gasped, hugging it tight. Below it was a pretty pink dress with bows on the puffy sleeves.

“Thank you, daddy!” I exclaimed.

I Gave him a hug and he patted my back.

“There's more where that comes from,” he said. “I love spoiling you.”

I kissed his cheek and he smiled.

“Try it on,” he said.

I put on my panties, handing him the dress. I held my arms up as he slipped the dress on over my head. I smiled, smoothing it out.

“Perfect!” I exclaimed.

“Come here, baby, give daddy a kiss,” Frank said.

I smiled as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer and pressing his lips against mine.