Thread: Just A Peek (AndNich123 and Pazzo)

Daddy. He wants me to call him daddy. The thought alone warmed her. She already thought of Richard as her daddy anyway, but knowing that he not only wanted her to call him daddy, but even amid these circumstances, he still wanted her to call him that was beyond erotic to her. Yes daddy, she whispered not even sure if he heard her. It was only for her own ears to hear anyway. She wanted to hear those words passing from her lips as her fingers massaged her clit. As he leaned in to speak to her though, her motives became very different. She wanted him to hear her the next time she spoke to him. Yes daddy. I understand. Ill follow your directions. Ill be a good girl. Her tone laced with the lust she was feeling as her body was dancing around the flames of orgasm. She wanted her relief, but more than that, she wanted to please him. The riding crop came into view, and it was intimidating. She shifted, just barely, before holding her place, wanting to please him. Her entire body jumped though as he swatted the desk. Caught off guard and startled, her eyes widened as she looked at him. Please dont hit me with that, she thought. It will hurt. The rush of air cooled her hot sex as it washed over her now glistening lips. Again her body twitched, quivering as the leather touched her skin. There was no force behind it, but the feel of the leather on her skin sent her even higher. Relaxing against the touch of it, the feel of it, as he caressed across her tender, sensitive flesh, Cassies fears began to fade. Swallowing as she felt the riding crop shift on her body, her eyes now soft fixed upon him, she nodded. Yes daddy. A privilege. She never asked him how she could earn that privilege. She knew Richard wouldnt say that unless he already had an idea of how she would do that. As the crop touched her skin, exploring her body, her fingers moved even faster. Settling back into the desk ever more, she was quickly stunned as the crop connected with the desk. Nodding to him, she began to move slowly on his desk. Fear of sending something on the desk crashing to the floor and falling kept her efforts slow, but Cassie was soon in position. Her knees were to the desk and spread wide, and she had touched her cheek to the cold wood. Her fingers still worked her clit. Her lips parted as her body began the journey down the path that would take her to pleasure. His words etched in her mind served as a reminder not to cum, but they were a double edged sword. It was his voice, and that alone was enough to heat her body. Her hips began to move as if she were riding an invisible cock. Cassies ass rose and fell as it was presented for a few seconds as her hips kept grinding. The sound of her ragged breathing grew louder, and she began to mentally plead with him. Tell me I can cum. I wanna cum so badly. Please daddy. Let me cum. Cassie wanted to lift her cheek and look at him, but that would disobeying his orders and not pleasing him. She would never do that. Daddy, she called out. Please daddy! Tell me I can cum! Her thoughts now given a voice as her body began to tighten. Oh please daddy! I wanna cum! I wanna cum for you. Please say I can. Ill be a good girl. Ill lick it all up. I promise. She knew how many swats she would get depended on the show she gave him, but right now she was focused on not cumming, fighting her urges, and pleasing him. If that meant she would get more swats, so be it. At least daddy would be pleased.