Savannah's Submission

Chapter 2

Savannah returned to Kelli’s room and laid down on the bed. She was wet and horny. She got under the covers and bit her lip. Kelli was in a deep sleep, so it would be okay. Savannah slipped under the covers and let her hand trail down her stomach, reaching under her shorts. She closed her eyes as her fingers slipped between her slit, brushing against her clit. She worked circles around it, making her let out a quiet moan. Brad would never know if she touched herself, would he?

Savannah cupped her breast with her free hand, her middle finger slipping inside as she rubbed her clit with her index finger. Her hips rocked against her fingers as she envisioned Brad’s c**k slamming into her wet cunt from behind.

“Brad, I love it when you take me from behind.” She whispered.

Her breath became ragged as she neared her orgasm. She could feel it coming closer as she released her breast, tugging her shirt down. She let her fingers graze her n****e, making it stick up. Her finger and thumb took it between them and pinched. 

“Oh, god.” She moaned quietly, bucking her hips once again.

When she finally came, she rolled over on her side and closed her eyes. Little did she know, Brad was going to find out what a naughty little girl she’d been.

Brad smiled as he snuck in his sister’s room and opened the drawer. He reached in and took the recorder, placing it in his pocket. Savannah was sleeping soundly as he looked over to her. He dropped his hand to her face, tracing her cheek. “Good night, Babygirl.”

Brad left the room and returned to his, slumping down on the bed. He reached in his pocket and retrieved the recorder. He pressed play and listened to Savannah. Her breath was erotic. It wasn’t until he heard a slight moan, he knew what she was doing. Brad’s c**k sprung to life as he listened to her touch herself. He could hear her slippery p***y making sounds as she fingered herself.

“Babygirl, what am I going to do with you?” Brad clicked his tongue as he heard her whisper his name.

The next thing Brad knew she was coming all over her greedy fingers… without permission.

The next morning, Brad woke up refreshed and ready to punish his naughty girl. As he walked into the kitchen, his sister was already leaving for work. Savannah entered the room, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger. Brad wondered if that was the finger she f****d herself with.

Brad trapped her to the counter and tipped her head back with two fingers. “Babygirl, did you touch yourself last night?”

“No, Daddy.” Savannah lied.

Brad held up the recorder and hit play, “Are you sure about that, little girl?”

Savannah shook her head furiously as she heard herself on the player. “Daddy, no!”

“Tell me the truth. Did you touch my p***y, little girl?”

“I-I… yes.” Savannah had been caught once again by her best friend’s brother in a compromising position.

“Go to my room and wait for me. I have the perfect punishment for you.” Brad said, smacking her ass.

“Yes, Daddy.” Savannah replied, rushing off to his room.

When Brad entered the room, he sat down in his chair and beckoned her with the crook of his finger. “Come Babygirl, kneel at Daddy’s feet.”

Savannah stood at his feet, dropping down on her knees and looked up. Brad held up a pair of handcuffs and said, “Give me your wrists.” 

Savannah held out her wrists to him willingly, not knowing what to expect. Brad slid the cuff on her wrist and clasped it around her. Then, doing the same thing to the other one. He then, reached over to the table and held up a pair of n****e clamps with a chain attached.  He retrieved an ice cube and placed it over her n****e, making it perfectly erect. He put the cube back in the cup and gripped her breasts, clamping her n****e. 

“Ouch, Daddy… it hurts!” Savannah whined.

“Good. It’s supposed to.” 

He reached back into the cup, taking the ice between his index finger and thumb. The ice touched her taut n****e, making her hiss from the contact. When it was hard enough, he placed it back in the cup and clamped her other n****e. “Perfect.”

Brad tugged the chain towards him and leaned forward. “I hope it was worth it, Babygirl. Now, you have to face the consequence of disobeying Daddy.”

“Ohhh… Daddy, please!” She cried out as he tugged harder on the chain. Savannah’s clit twitched as the pain lessened and turned to pleasure. 

“Get up and get on the bed. Hands and knees, little girl.”

Savannah obliged and got in the position for Brad. He stood behind her, and palmed her ass. “Are you ready, Savannah?”

“Ready for what?”

“To receive your punishment, Babygirl. You broke multiple rules… now it’s time to pay for that.”

Brad grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back to face him. “I’m going to spank you for being a bad girl.”

Savannah gasped when his hand came down hard on her right ass cheek. She buried her head in the pillow to stifle her scream, but he yanked her head back again. “I want to hear every noise you make… whether it’s a scream or a moan.”

“Daddy, I’m sorry.” Savannah moaned, his hand firmly rested on her ass.

“I know and it pains me to do this, Babygirl, but I have to show you what happens to disobedient little girls.”

Brad released her hair and raised his hand once more. “Mmm, more please.”

“You’re enjoying this too much. It’s supposed to be a punishment, not a reward.” Brad mused as she squirmed, unable to move. He stepped back and flipped her over on her back, pulling her arms above her head. He was so hard it hurt seeing her spread out on his bed. So many night he fantasized about her just like this.

Brad slipped his hands under her ass and removed her panties. Slowly making her ache between her legs. 

“Please… I need your hands on my body.”

“What’s the magic word, Babygirl?” Brad teased, cupping her p***y.

“Please, Daddy. I’m so hot right now.”

“Does my Babygirl need to be cooled off?” Benjamin asked, with ideas of the ice in the cup. He wanted to slide the ice over her clit and make it nice and hard for him. Wanted to make her beg for him to take her.

“Daddy, I don’t care how you touch me… just need your hands on me.” Savannah inhaled and exhaled deeply.

Brad got up and picked up the cup, taking an ice cube from it and grinned mischievously. “Look at you. All worked up for Daddy… so wet and horny.”

“God, yes. I’m so very wet for you, Daddy.” She let out a moan, throwing her head back and closed her eyes.

“How does this feel, Babygirl?” Brad asked, sliding the ice along her slit against her clit.

“It feels so good.” Savannah arched her back, leaning her head forward.

The glint in Brad’s eyes clouded over with lust, darkening by the second. He wanted nothing more than to f**k her, but refrained from it. He slipped one finger inside as he ran the ice over her clit. Was she untouched? He had no idea if she was a virgin. The tightness of her walls told him she was, but he had to know for sure.

“I want nothing more than to slide my d**k inside here, but I have to know one thing first. Babygirl, are you a virgin?”

“Yes.” She whispered, her body shuddering as he pumped his finger inside her.

“Good. I’ll make your first time perfect, Babygirl.” He said as he continued to finger her. The ice was completely melted, making her p***y nice and wet. She was aching for her Daddy to take what belonged to him.

“Please… I need to feel your c**k inside me.”

“All in good time, Babygirl. Patience little one, I have to make sure you’re ready for me.” 

Brad inwardly groaned as his c**k strained against his shorts. He exhaled and closed his eyes. He needed to keep his c**k under control, or else he might do something he might regret. If he impaled her with his c**k, he’d hurt her. And that is something he didn’t want to do. He only wanted to give her pleasure… make her first time memorable in a good way.

“Let me taste you, my dear Savannah. I want to get you ready to take my c**k in your tight pussy.” Brad said, his face hovering over her needy p***y.

“I thought I was being punished, Daddy.”

“Making you wait is the worst kind of punishment you can recieve. Now, hush and let me taste you.”