She was more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. Splayed out before me like a succulent dish on a platter, my mouth watered at the sight of her and yeah, even though I wanted to stop everything right there and then and f**k her, I knew she needed the my punishment and the redemptive release which came after. She held herself to an impossibly high standard in everything she did.
She’d learn to listen to her Daddy, and believe what he said.
Even when I reminded her how perfect she was without having to try.
The next five stinging slaps to her p***y left her panting, her chest heaving.
“Six! Thank you, Daddy.” She mewled squeezing the words out between her gritted teeth.
“Seven! Thank you, Daddy.”
“You’re doing such a good job, princess.” I consoled her. “Keep counting.”
“Yes, D
