The Fifth Nightmare

Bubble Bath

Trilla POV

    I traced the name with my fingertips gently tracing the deep marks. A wave of nausea rolls over me at the sight of his name. I turn away from the mirror and sink down into the tub, covering my body with bubbles. "Come in, don't peek." I say sinking down further into the bubbles. 

    He smirks walking up behind me seeming excited. Standing at the head of the tub. His fingertips skirt over my shoulder sending a shiver down my spine. I give a small little moan at the touch. "Mhmm, you better stop pet, those pretty little moans are making this hard on me." He says with a little groan. I peek over my shoulder his crotch at eye level . Watching his c**k press against the fabric of his pants. "I think you mean its making you hard." I say and kiss his bulge through his pants. He flinches and jerks his hips in surprise. 

    "Mhmm, that's one on your spank count, pet." He says tugging on my hair and tipping my head back using my hair to guide it back. "Hmm daddy? You want to spank me daddy?" I say licking my lips up at him. He groans out "Two" I smile at him. So easy to rile my mate up. "You are being naughty again, little one." He says gently tapping my head and reprimanding me. I smile thinking of how naughty I could really be, he seems to see the challenge in my eyes and gives me a stern look. 

    He reaches over and pours some shampoo into his hands from a glass jar before rubbing the gel into my hair massaging my scalp. I purr in satisfaction acting much like a cat on a warm windowsill. He smiles down at me and starts washing out the soap from my hair. Before massaging in a smooth cream to my hair. I rub against his hands pushing a bit out of the water. My n*****s harden at the cool air against them I give a low moan. He slaps my left breast harshly "That's three, if you want to keep sliding out i'll give four." He says with a groan. As much as I was looking forward to my punishment, I worried about showing him my stomach, I knew he wouldn't  be as understanding as he has been towards Markus' other transgressions.

    I sink back into the tub a pout on my lips, he gives a small smile at my obedience, patting my head like a small animal. " Good girl." he says. I narrow my eyes at him. I turn around and look up at him and lick my lips at him eyeing his fabric-covered c**k. "Don't look up at me like that pet. It makes me imagine bad things." He says with a small groan. I palm him through his pants. "What things?" I ask innocently "Like me swallowing your thick, bulging c**k? Licking the underside of your long c**k tracing that throbbing vein with my tongue. Or like me gagging on your lengthy c**k as it hits the back of my throat. " I say and squeeze him a bit through his pants he gives a loud groan. "Or like me sucking one of your heavy balls into my mouth and nibbling on your sack. Then I will pull your c**k back into my mouth and wait till your seed boils over in your sack and you spill your c*m down my throat." He cries out a bit and pushes into my hand "Little one, you are in so much trouble. That's going bring you up to seven, you naughty little minx." He groans and removes my hand from his c**k. 

    He goes back to washing my hair " How do my fingers feel in your hair pet?" I purr against his fingers nudging my head against his thick fingers for more but give no answer. He tugs gently on my hair "when I ask I expect an answer little one." He says in a tight restrained voice. "They feel good, really good daddy." I say pushing against them. He smiles a wicked grin down at me. 

    "Imagine me f*****g you with them. Pushing in and out while you make those pretty, breathy, little moans." He says smiling a wide grin at the thought. My stomach tightens in excitement at the thought I smile up at him giving him a feral smile. He gives me a look "I don't like whatever thought popped into your head." he says giving me a speculating glance. 

    "I'm not ready to have your fingers in me Daddy, but I am pretty comfortable with my fingers." I say with a devilish smirk. He freezes above me in an instant, "Pet. . ."  I sink my hand under the bubbles and bring it to my engorged c**t. Petting myself and push my thin fingers in my p***y. I give out a little moan, and begin pumping my fingers in I pant a bit before breathing out his name "Terro. . ." I whine. I open my eyes and lock eyes with him, he looks absolutely astonished. I add another finger before using my other hand to grab the edge of the tub with my other hand. 

    His hands snake down and he grabs my breast and began kneading it, running his thumb over the n****e before pinching it. I cry out and push my hips into my hand in excitement. I start speeding up bringing myself closer to the edge. He turns his attention to my other breast and I pant out his name calling out like a little beg. "Daddy. . . " He groans at my words "Come for me my pet." he says huskily. I cry out as I come apart over my fingers. He looks down at me with a smile pushing my hair out of my eyes. He leans down and places a kiss on my forehead. 

    "Good Girl."