Submission

Chapter Nine

          Samantha looked down, ashamed despite what she did being so little in her eyes. She couldn't meet his disappointed gaze. "You know what you did wrong don't you?" Samantha nodded slowly. "You feel bad for worrying your Daddy don't you?" He pressed, Samantha nodding again. "Yes Daddy.."

          Chris motioned for her to come closer. "Over my knee Samantha." For him to give her instructions with her name proved just how upset he was with her. Samantha didn't like it. Not one bit. Samantha did as told though, shakily laying herself across his big lap. Chris placed his hand on the small of her back. "You're shaking and I haven't even done anything yet." He said in sympathy. "Fifteen, then you will sit at my feet while I work till I release you." Samantha whined at the amount, feeling the first of fifteen smacks come down on her butt harshly. "And don't whine. Take the punishment like a big girl. You get how many I see fit." He instructed her, coming down on her two more times, even harsher than the first.

         Sam bit her lip, biting back the urge to whine and fuss the best she could. This spanking was even harder and had emotion behind it. He really did care and he was really upset with her. Samantha could feel it, in more ways than one.

          The emotion he was giving off and the harshness of each smack to her behind caused tears to jerk; wanting to fall. And soon enough they did fall. Sam cried, yelping as he gave her the last five she had so rightfully deserved. Chris let her cry, rubbing her tender, red skin before sitting her up. "Good girl..on your knees now hun. You did good." He praised her, guiding her onto the floor in front of him. Chris cupped her cheek, wiping the tears that still escaped her eyes away. Sam leaned her head into the palm of his hand, eager for the comforting touch. "I won't make you stay in time out long sweetheart, that's part of your reward for taking the punishment so well. Okay?" Samantha rubbed her eyes. "Thank you Daddy.."

          Ten minutes later Samantha felt hands grab her from underneath her arms and lift her up. Christopher lifted her up like a child, Sam instinctively wrapping herself around him to ease her weight on him. She rested her head on his shoulder without a word as he carried her to the bedroom. Then setting her gently on her back on the bed. Sam looked at him confused and curious.

          "So beautiful.." He whispered to her. Oh, how he wanted her. The way those big grey eyes looked to him with innocence only drawing him in more. He couldn't wait any longer. "Dad-" Samantha began but was cut off by Christopher's lips crashing down onto hers.

          The kiss was deep. Filled with passion and desperation. At the same time though, it was gentle, inviting to her. It made her feel the way she did before when he left her hot and bothered, except this was different. This wasn't a feeling of just wanting some f**k, it wasn't just lust, it was passionate, longing, like he was meant for her. She could feel the want radiating from him.

         Christopher pulled away slightly, the two of them panting. The two of them looked into each other's eyes. Samantha could see lust and passion, but she saw billions of other emotions his eyes held. Samantha ran her small hand through his hair, it coming to a rest on his cheek. He let her. Finding her soft touches comforting and warm. She was so sweet and innocent. He wanted to be the one she trusted enough to take that innocence from her.

         "Baby.." Chris began, his hand traveling down her sides towards her virtue. He left sweet kisses on her lips and then her neck. "Please..let me have you." He pleaded. Desperation now rising within him as his member grew. He wanted, no he needed, to hear her tell him to. He wanted her to want it just as he did.  Chris didn't just want to take it from her. It wouldn't feel right if he did. "Please Samantha. May I have you baby?" He whispered huskily in her ear, his teeth lightly biting the sensitive skin on her neck as his fingers teased around her core but not touching. "Y-yes please. I want you too" Samantha whined, begging. "Please Chris.." Christopher smiled at her use of his name. It sounded perfect coming out of her mouth. "As you wish my dear."

          Chris played with her entrance. His fingers teased her and his mouth teeth lightly bit and sucked as he marked her neck with just one of the many marks he would bestow unto her in this moment. The more he played the wetter she got. Her soft moans begging him for more, but not yet. He wanted her to always remember the first time a man pleased her, the first time he pleased her.

          With his free hand, Chris massaged her right breast, while his lips left a trail of kisses down to her left breast before latching on. His mouth and tongue working on her n****e. This didn't turn her on but rather relaxed her. It was a comfortable sensation. When he was done with the left he moved to provide her right breast with the same treatment, her nips becoming perky as he rolled them with the tip of his tongue.

          Chris couldn't hold back anymore. He stood up, yanking his shirt off, soon after his pants following, along with the rest of his clothes in a pile at the end of the bed. Now that Samantha could get a good look at him it made her blush. He was perfect. Strong. A couple tattoos that she had never noticed before. She never thought that she could be intimidated by and drawn into a man like this. But him being so intimidating is also what brought her into him. She craved it. She craved him, all of him.

          Samantha heard him chuckle deeply, her face turning a bright shade of pink. "Don't laugh.." She pouted. "Awe. I'm not laughing at you sweetheart. I find it cute when you get flustered and stare at me with that innocent look of yours." He said, leaning over top of her, the tip of his member begging at the entrance of her womanhood. "Are you sure you want this baby? I don't think I'll be able to stop once I've started." Samantha gave a short nod. "Words sweetie. I need to hear words." He said with a deep tone. "Yes I'm sure Daddy." Samantha responded shyly. "Good girl."

          Christopher kissed her briefly, placing his hand behind the nap of her neck. "This might hurt a little bit okay? You can bite onto my shoulder if you need to." Samantha swallowed but nodded in understanding.

          With one quick thrust, Christopher broke her. Just as he said she could, Samantha bit down onto his shoulder, a cry erupting out of her, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Shhhh..." Chris held her close, one arm behind her shoulders and the other wrapped around the middle of her back, keeping her snug against him, her small arms wrapping helplessly around him, her nails clawing at him.

          He waited for her to adjust to him. She was too tense; understandably so. "Relax baby." Chris spoke to her soothingly, soon she relaxed under him. "I'm going to move now, okay?" Samantha nodded with a small okay leaving her lips. And slowly he thrusted in and out of her. He wasn't rough. His movements were gentle, as if she were a fragile doll that would break under too much force. Which to him, this small frame beneath him was the most beautiful and fragile thing in the world. He would only push her as much as she asked him to and no more than that. In this moment she was in charge and he granted her every wish.

          Soon enough the pain Sam had once felt dissipated and was replaced by an overwhelming pleasure. Pleasure of which she had never felt before. She wrapped her legs around Christopher's waist for support. She was so small, yet their bodies molded perfectly to each other.

          The speed of Chris's thrusts sped up ever so, earning more moans from the beauty under him. He smiled. Kissing her again, this time gentler, his tongue asked for permission to enter, which Samantha denied. Christopher let out a low growl, giving her one hard thrust, enough to make her gasp. Taking this chance, he locked his mouth onto hers, his tongue entering and taking over her own.

          Samantha moaned, an almost unnoticeable whine leaving her at the same time. Not a whine of pain or discomfort, rather a whine for more. She couldn't take it. She needed him badly. And he would give her his all as she would soon realize. His dominant nature taking a hold of him in this moment. He reminded her who was boss all the while pleasing her to no end like no other ever would be able to match.

          Christopher started getting rougher. His thrusts getting quicker and harder. He groaned at her tightness. Her moans growing louder the rougher he got, encouraging him. As long as she wasn't in pain he followed what her body and the sweet sounds that she sang told him. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

          Samantha tugged at his hair, moving his face closer to her own. She kissed him this time, afterwards her lips moved along his jawline and down to his neck where she left love bites, earning a noticeable jump and growl of pleasure from Chris. The little bites and kisses she left sent shock waves through him. God he loved it when she did that. The way she clung to him. The way she clawed at his back and pulled his hair. The little things she was doing drove him crazy over the edge. "Fuck.." He grunted out, grabbing a fistful of her curly blonde locks.

          His movements started to get sloppy. Her panting and the way her breath hitched said she was close. Chris wouldn't make her ask. Not this time. Not until she knew what she was feeling meant. "Chris.." Samantha whined out. "Yes baby?" He asked even though he knew the answer. "It feels tight.." She explained innocently. Chris kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear. "I know baby I can feel it, you're okay, just c*m for me darling." He cooed. His deep thrusts hitting her in just the right spot. He wasn't far behind her either.

          Samantha's back arched with one good thrust he gave her, pleasure rocketing within her, she cried out, her first orgasm ripping through her. Her own orgasm triggering Chris to c*m as well. He held her tightly, thrusting a few more times until she rode out her high. The two of them now a sweaty panting mess.

          Christopher smiled down at her tenderly. Letting go of her hair, he pulled out of her. He picked Samantha up, moving her so that she was laying right on the bed now. Chris got in the bed beside her. He pulled her close and pulled the covers over the two of them. "My little girl.." He whispered to her. She sighed in content, earning a chuckle from Chris.

          The two of them laid peacefully together. Samantha had fallen asleep just moments ago, her body limp now, exhausted from her first time. Unlike Christopher, who, not too surprisingly, had done it quite a few times more in his youth, rested, though still awake. He stroked her hair as she slept. He pondered on his previous plans and how silly of him it was to assume that it would work that way. The ways he had originally thought of such things, how he thought a man should or does take women, were not only wrong but foolish and selfish. Chris now knows this since his time with the sleepy little lady beside him. She just too innocent, too fragile, too small, and too sweet to break her like he truly wanted to. A more gentle approach would do better for both of them now than before.

          Perhaps now that he has a new view on things and knows what will get to her, Chris will be able to keep her. Maybe taking her to dinner tonight and treating her to a nice night out would bring them even closer. Anything to make her stay. He didn't want to say it out loud but he needed her. More than the air he breathed he needed her. Her touch. Her voice. The sweet love she gave. He needed her everything. Samantha gave Chris a new purpose. He didn't just want to keep her as his own, he wanted to cherish her and protect her. Samantha was his world now.

          Later on that same day, Christopher and Samantha both laughed at the comedy he let her pick out. It was an older one by Jeff Dunham, but it was still hilarious. "You picked a good one to watch baby." Christopher laughed. Samantha laughed too as the part with Achmed the Dead Terrorist went on. "Daddy. Out of all Jeff's characters, which is your honest favorite. Mine is Achmed." Samantha asked. Chris put a finger to his chin in thought. "Hmm." He hummed. "Well I'd have to say my favorite would have to be Jose the Jalapeño on a Stick." Samantha giggled. "Yeah he is funny too."

          Samantha giggled and laughed at the show while Chris grinned down at her affectionately. She was so cute when she laughed and smiled. Suddenly Chris remembered he wanted to ask her about something for tonight. "Sweetheart, I was meaning to ask you, but how would you like it if we went out tonight? As a treat. No formalities, no rules, just me and you having fun. All I ask as that we each enjoy ourselves. How does that sound?" Chris finished with a smile. Again one of the genuine smiles that he makes that's Samantha loves so much. Samantha pretended to think, mocking Chris's earlier chin tapping motion he made as he thought. "Hmm. I don't know." 

          Christopher chuckled in amusement. "How dare you mock me little one!" He said playfully, then beginning to tickle her. Samantha squealed and tried to cover her ticklish spots. Chris, however, knew all of them, effectively over powering Samantha who was now a laughing mess. “Nuuuuu!! Too much, too much! Daddy stoooop!" Samantha squealed and squirmed more. Christopher smirked. "Not till you say mercy and apologise for mocking Daddy."

          Samantha tried holding out until her sides eventually started to hurt. Giving in she yelled mercy. "Okay, okay, mercy!" Sam breathed out. Chris stopped, smirking down at her. "Now say you're sorry little one." He said to her. Samantha smiled up at him innocently with her big blue eyes. "I'm sorry Daddy." - "For what darling?" He went on. "For mocking the way you think by tapping your chin Daddy." Samantha giggled.

          Chris smiled back down at her, then giving her a soft kiss on the lips. "That's my good girl. Now where would my baby like to go out tonight? Your pick." Samantha smiled happily. She knew exactly where she wanted to go.

          With the place they were going in mind, Christopher called ahead to reserve a table in a quiet corner for them to sit and made the reservation for seven. Right now it was five thirty. "We better take a shower before we go. I got a cute outfit for you to wear too." Christopher explained as he got the shower ready for the two of them. Samantha stripped herself of her clothes, nodding to Chris to show she was listening, Christopher doing the same before lifting her up and into the shower with him. Samantha squeaked in surprise when he did so.

          Christopher grabbed the shampoo bottle, squeezing some into Sam's now wet hair. After which, he scrubbed it in thoroughly, till her hair was a foamy mess of hair and soap, that he always helped rinse out of her hair till not a bubble was left. Next he added conditioner, bathing her body while the conditioner softened her hair till it was nice and shiny, lastly rinsing it and the suds from the body wash off of her. Chris smiled. "All clean." He kissed her, earning a smile back from Samantha. "Now it's your turn." Sam commented as she took the wash cloth from him as she began to wash his hair and clean him off now. Chris let her. He watched her as she washed him, her hands moved teasingly the lower she got, the closer her hand got to touching his area.

          Chris groaned in both want and annoyance, her constant teasing getting under his skin. And she knew what she was doing. Yet, she kept on knowing it was making him go mad. Eventually he had had enough of her teasing, his hand gripped gently around her throat. "Don't start something you can't finish. You know better.." He breathed out. Samantha blushed but nodded all the same, finishing washing his body, then he rinsed off and the two of them got out.

          After getting dressed Chris made a quick errand while Samantha accompanied him and waited patiently. He said he had to make sure everything was good to go before he left the office and that they would be going back home after their night out. Thankfully for Samantha, Damon would be fine till then since Christiene said she would pet sit till Sam got home from her little trip with Christopher.

          When they got to the restaurant, Samantha and Chris walked in, telling the gentleman at the front of their name and reservation number. This was the one fancy restaurant that Samantha actually liked, pretty much the only one as a matter of fact. The Grape Vine. Forks, Washington's finest.

        Not long after they had been seated and ordered their drinks Samantha and Chris had made up their mind on what they wanted to eat. It was an easy choice. They talked and laughed till their food came, their chatter simmering down.

          "I have a special spot I'd like to take you to after dinner if you'd like." Christopher said as he took another bite of his food. Samantha nodded eagerly. "Sure, I'd love to." She responded with a big smile.

          The two of them enjoyed the food. Ordering desert even before they left. "Thank you for taking me out to dinner. I enjoyed it." Said Samantha when they both got in the car. Chris smiled to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "The pleasures all mine. I think you'll like the next place I take you even more. I haven't ever taken anybody out there before, so don't tell anyone. It's our secret." Samantha nodded and Chris drove off. Who knew one girl could make him open up so much?