MONALISA
“Don’t go around drinking outside with no one by your side, Lisa” Lucius scolded me as he dropped me onto his couch and straightened back up.
“I just wanted to clear my mind” I replied with pouty lips.
Don’t ask me why I had called him to pick me up when I was just tipsy and could find my way home myself. You know why.
“You can come home to drink if you so badly want to drink and don’t forget you are in college, you can’t afford a hangover everyday” he scolded me still.
“I won’t be having a hangover everyday if I wasn’t getting broken daily. You know what she told me? You know what Francesca told me? She told me she hated me, that she had always hated me and I was just a fool who never noticed that and you know what? She slapped me. Francesca slapped me in the face right in public, in front of everyone.”
I watched him sigh and then crouch down and hold my hands in his. His touches felt electrical as always. And comforting too. Maybe that was why I had called him. Because I knew he would provide me with this comfort and warmth.
“Don’t worry about it, Lisa. I am going to make her go through a lot more.” he replied but I didn’t give his words much thought.
“How many bottles did you have?”
“Just two so I am not drunk at all. I left the bar the moment I realised alcohol wasn’t helping me at all. There’s only one thing that helps me” I lowered my gaze to where he was holding my hand.
“And what’s that? I will get it for you immediately”
I felt my heart warm and I raised my head to look back at him.
“Really? Anything” I asked and he removed one hand from mine, taking it to my hair and patting it gently.
“Yes, Lisa. I will do whatever to make you feel better”
Those words made me feel all warm and tingly! He would do whatever.!
“Being held by you helps me feel better” I said the words honestly.
“You are obviously drunk” he pulled his hands away from me and was about rising to his feet but I grabbed his right hand with both my hands.
“You are the only one who thinks my body is beautiful and worth it.”
“That would have to mean the rest of the world population is blind” he groaned and I felt my stomach tighten sweetly.
“You are beautiful and all of those shit about you being insensitive isn’t true…”
“Then why don’t you show me they aren’t true?”
I was losing my mind! I was practically throwing myself at this hot man! But I just couldn’t help it. I wanted him so much and the fact that he was standing by me during these times, picked me up and carried me in his arms just made him need him so much more. I needed him as a man.
He was staring hard at me, like he wanted to tear me apart but not in a gruesome manner, just in the exact manner I wanted him to. I could see the conflict in his eyes, the contemplations and the hesitations.
“I can’t show you. I am not your…”
“You can’t show me? Or you don’t want to show me because you also think that I am what they say I am?” I cut him off and I could see him lose it. I was pushing him to the edge but just as much as he was also pushing me to the edge without doing a thing.
“Fuck!” He suddenly cursed roughly and jerked my hands off his.
“You want me to fucking show you that you are far from being insensitive?” He got up on his feet, his eyes blazing with a type of uncontrolled fire that made my pussy wet!
Just his gaze was making me wet!
“Yes daddy” I affirmed lustfully as I saw him reaching for the buttons of his black shirt and undoing it.
“You little manipulative tease. Get on your knees” he ordered and the most sultry part of me awakened as I immediately knelt on the couch, bringing my face closer to his crotch and knowing that the same cock I had seen last night was going to be out for me to see again, soon.
“Daddy is going to show you just how wrong those kids are.” He said in a deep sexy tone that made my pussy throb with my arousal.
He jerked his shirt off his body, revealing his perfect body but before I could properly appreciate his upper body, he had leaned down and kissed my lips.
I kissed him back, putting all my want and desire for him into that kiss. I shuddered as he picked me up as if I weighed nothing.
His tongue thrashed against mine and then I felt his hand on my ass, giving me a spank that made me gasp and roll my eyes back.
My pussy responded to it by getting slicker with my juices. The kiss had my head all mushed up and when he finally pulled his mouth off mine, we were in his room already.
He dropped me right at the door and my jelly knees almost gave way.
“Stay right there” he said to me in that same commanding tone that had my feet glue to the floor and then he walked over to the other side of the room.
His room was dimly lit, making for the best atmosphere.
“Now, get rid of those clothings. Everything, except your panties” he ordered and my hands got working.
This was finally happening and my body was over excited for it.
I pulled my dress off me and reached behind for my bra clasps. I undid it, pressing my thighs together to suppress the need there.
I felt like I was going to explode anytime from now and he had not even done anything apart from kissing me yet.
In no time, I was done and in nothing but my thongs. My tits were out and heaving as I took deep breaths.
“Now get on your knees and crawl over to daddy” his words were an order. Clearly an order that could not be disobeyed.
I went on my knees. I had never done anything like crawling over to someone but I had watched it a few times in some porn videos. Watching it, I never understood what pleasure that came with but now I did.
My nipples hardened so much more and my pussy ached for more attention. I felt like a slut but if being a slut for daddy came with this much pleasures, I didn’t fucking mind it.
“Oh god” I could not help the small moan that left me as I crawled over to him.
He was seated at the edge of his bed and I could see the tent in his trousers proving his desire for me too.
I remained on my knees getting to him and he reached his hand slowly but surely for my hair and then grabbed a handful, pretty roughly.
“Ouch” I winced a bit and then his other hand grabbed my right tit.
“So soft” he groaned and his thumb rolled over my nipple lightly.
“Fuck, daddy” I moaned, as pleasure rippled through my body at that single touch.
Suddenly, he picked me up and dropped me on his thighs making me gasp at how fast he did so. He was just the best.
I felt his hand on my ass cheeks and he rubbed at it.
“Do you know that you have been a bad girl?” He asked and then I felt his lips on my back, planting a kiss there.
“I… I don’t know” I said in response and the next thing I felt was his hand striking down at my right ass cheek.
He was spanking me! Like the naughty girl I was!
“Daddy!” I cried out.
“You don’t know?” His voice deepened even more and I could feel his hard cock throb underneath me.
“Now tell me the truth. You were standing by my door last night, right?” He rubbed on the spot he just spanked, easing the sting away.
I felt my face heat up even more as I blushed heavily. He knew I was by his door touching myself last night.
“I want an answer when I talk to you” he spanked me again and I cried out.
I was being spanked and I was liking it because my pussy was dripping now. I feared that I could even end up cumming while being spanked.
“Yes, I was there”
“And doing what?” He asked, soothing my ass cheek again.
“I was… Oh god… I was peeping at daddy and touching myself like a bad girl” I replied, the words coming to me so naturally like I was made for this moment, to be in his arms and to be spanked by him.
“Hmm” his voice was so deep.
“Bad girls get punished really hard, you know?”
His words were turning me on a lot more.
“Yes, please punish me, daddy” I begged and he spanked my other ass cheek, this time harder and I could feel my ass cheeks burning as my eyes gathered tears.
But unlike the tears I had been shedding these past few days, these tears were tears of pleasure.
“You are a little slut, aren’t you?!” He spanked me twice in a row, fast and hard.
“Yes!”
“You know how much of a little tease you have been, right? Calling me daddy, knowing well enough how much that shit turns me on. Touching yourself and kissing me out of the blues. You just want to be slutted out! And don’t fucking lie to me, you want to be fucked. You are not here, naked and moaning because you just want me to prove that you are not insensitive! You are here because you want daddy to fuck you, is that right?” With every word he was saying, he was spanking me harder and faster and I was on the edge already. I was going to cum so hard from being spanked.
“Is that fucking right?!”
“Yes! Yes! I want daddy to fuck me!” With those words, I came undone.
Like a little slut for daddy.