She handed it to me and turned around. I put my hand on her lower back and commanded her to bend over. Her ass was right there in front of me. I took a closer look at her plug. I was right, it was noticeably larger. There were questions about when she started doing this, if it was from the things I bought for her in September, and why, but they could wait. I took the fur portion of her tail and screwed it into the plug. I gave it one final gentle push and she groaned.
“Bend over my lap for your punishment, Kitten,” I said. She did so with reluctance. The rock I was sitting on was a good height for it. She could lie across my lap with her hands and feet still able to touch the ground.
“How many spanks do you deserve for your behaviour?” I asked.
“I dunno,” she mumbled.
I knew she would say that. Good.
“Well, I guess we’ll just keep going until my hand gets sore then,” I said. I could feel her tense; that wasn’t the answer she was expecting. But before she could protest, I swung my hand and made contact with her right ass cheek. She yelped out in surprise, not expecting it to be quite so hard. I normally warmed her up with lighter slaps. But she normally wasn’t this bratty.
“You were extra bratty today, Kitten. You’re not getting off lightly,” I said, then slapping her left cheek just as hard.
“Owwww, Daddy! I’ll be good,” she said.
“Yes, you will be. After your behaviour has been corrected,” I promised.
After about a half dozen slaps on her ass, she stopped pleading and begging for mercy and promising she’d be a good girl from now on. There was no more kicking her legs. We were past that part of the game. And it was a game. It took me a while in our relationship to understand that she liked this, that there was a proper level of pain that she enjoyed, even craved from time to time.
I settled into a steady paddling of her ass. If nothing else, the landscape made it kind of soothing, with my hand slapping her ass making a quiet echo to go along with the waterfalls. I liked how it sounded.
But from the sounds of the falls, and the echoes of the slaps on her ever reddening ass, I could hear another noise. She was panting. I paused for a moment and reached between her legs. She was soaking. I was so busy being in the moment and enjoying the zen of slapping, that I hadn’t noticed that not only was she soaking, so were my legs.
“Are you ok, Kitten?” I asked.
She mumbled something. No matter how much she complained about getting fat because of my cooking, she still weighed next to nothing. I adjusted her body so she was sitting on my good leg, with her tail and ass hanging off. I took her face in my hands. Her eyes were glazed and her face was flushed.
“Are you ok, Kitten?” I asked again.
This time she nodded slowly.
“Fuck me, Daddy. But carefully. Please,” she murmured.
The combination of the Viagra and Kitten rubbing up against me as I spanked her meant getting hard was not a problem. She was in subspace and there was also the plug and tail to consider. So I had to be gentle with her. I remained sitting and with a little positioning had her sitting facing me on my lap. I hugged her for a moment, and she burrowed in, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“Are you ready, Kitten,” I asked.
“Yes, Daddy,” she said, a little more focussed. She lifted her hips and I held up my cock. She slowly moved her hips back down. As wet as she was, I slid in with ease. The hard part was holding her hips so I didn’t bury myself in her with one hard stroke. With her mind frazzled and the plug in her ass, it would have been a lot for her to handle.
I continued like that for a few more moments, placing my hands under her ass and gently lifting her up and down my cock without burying myself. It was torture as I wanted to do more, but I was trying to be careful. Finally, Kitten pushed her hips down harder, forcing more of my cock into her pussy.
“More, Daddy,” she said in a dreamy voice. “Harder.”
The next time I lifted her, I moved my hands away and let her take control. She dropped down hard, and I felt my cock slide completely inside. She gasped.
“So full, Daddy,” she moaned.
“Just the way you wanted it, Kitten,” I said.
“Uh-huh,” she said. “Now I want to be full of something else too.”
Planting her feet on the ground, she began bouncing up and down on my cock with more determination. She wanted me to cum, but had either forgotten I’d cum a few hours earlier or was very confident in her abilities. Being hard right now was impressive. Getting me to cum in the next few minutes was going to require some serious talent. I grinned and reached up and began gently playing with her nipples.
She moaned and arched her back, thrusting her tits into my hands. It also changed the angle she was moving up and down on me. To my surprise, I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm in the distance.
Jesus, maybe she was that good. God knows with the plug in her ass she was tight.
“So full, Daddy. So full, Daddy! So full!” she screamed, slamming her hips down and burying my cock deep inside as she came. I could feel her pussy pulse around my cock and the rest of her body shook as I grabbed hold of her to make sure she didn’t fall off my lap.
She spent a few moments like that, in a daze on my lap, leaning back with eyes closed and twitching occasionally as the aftershocks of the orgasm continued to run through her. I’d heard about guys who just wanted to get their rocks off when they fuck someone. They were missing out on the best part. There were few things more beautiful than holding someone you loved while they were in a state of bliss.
Eventually, she snapped out of it, straightened up, and looked at me. She still looked several IQ points below normal, but more there than when I had finished slapping her ass.
“You didn’t cum?” she said, sounding baffled and a bit hurt.
I tried explaining why, but she got a pouty face that said my logic was unacceptable.
“You need to cum in your little girl, Daddy,” she said, dropping into her sing-song voice while wrapping her legs around me. “Throw me on the ground, take me, fuck me like the bratty little girl I am.”
Like I could say no to that. I used my cane to leverage myself up, with Kitten still wrapped around me. She giggled, but then said for me to be careful. A bit late for that warning. I moved towards the blanket and between the two of us we managed to get her lying on her back with me on top of her.
I looked down at her, giving her my serious Daddy face.
“Are you ready, Kitten?”
She nodded. “Uh-huh. Fuck me, Daddy.”
I pulled my hips back and slammed back into her, her eyes opening wide and a little gasp came from her mouth.
“Is that what you want, Kitten?” I said.
“More,” she said. “Harder. Don’t hold back.”
Now it was time for my higher brain functions to shut down. Normally I was always in control when fucking her, giving her what she needed and adjusting to her desires. But what she wanted was for me to lose control. I gave her what she wanted. I wasn’t aware of how she looked and only dimly aware of her panting and begging for me to fuck her. All I focused on was my cock entering her pussy over and over. I adjusted my angle a few times, caring less about how it was making her feel, and more about how it was pushing me closer and closer to what I needed.
I lost track of time, but then I could feel it; the rush letting me know that my orgasm was inevitable. I finally managed to regain enough control to look at Kitten’s face again. In my mania, I must have missed that she came again. She looked dazed but knew I was ready.
“Breed me, Daddy. Give me your babies. Please,” she whispered.
The explosion and fireworks went off in my head. Kitten has told me that’s what it felt like sometimes when she came; that it was like a Disney fireworks display going off in her head with the sparks and vibrations running through her body. I was envious she got to cum like that. Now I had an idea of what she experienced.
Eventually, I came back to Earth, gasping for air. When I could regain focus I looked down at my Kitten who had a big smile on her face. She touched my face.
“Good Daddy. You needed that,” she said.
I was aware that I was crushing her a bit, plus she still had the tail in. I began to roll off her, but she decided she wasn’t quite done with me yet and rolled with me, keeping my semi-hard cock inside her while she repositioned herself on top of me. She rested her head on my chest and I stroked her hair, which was damp from the pool and sweat.
“I wasn’t aware I was lacking in sex, Kitten,” I said.
“I hope you’re not,” she said. “But you can be restrained sometimes. You care about how I’m doing, which I love you for, but today I wanted you to lose control just like you make me lose control… well, most of the time.”
“Well, you succeeded. I was pretty out of it while I was fucking you just then,” I said. “Are you ok? Did I hurt you?”
She giggled, shifted and looked at me. I also felt her pussy pulse around my cock.
“I came when you were fucking me and barely knew I was here. I came when you filled me with your cum. I came when I was riding you. I’m pretty sure I came when you were wailing on my ass. I’m more than ok, Daddy,” she said.
I ran my hands down her back and gently touched her ass. She winced a bit but smiled at me.
“I’ll be sore sitting down for supper tonight, but I’m ok,” she said. When I looked skeptical she added, “maybe I’ll sneak an extra cushion into my bag, just to be sure.”
I continued until I reached her tail. I didn’t play with it too much, but I did run my fingers around the edge of the plug in her ass. Kitten knew the question before I asked it.
“Yes, ok, I’ve been using bigger plugs lately,” she said. My cock finally got soft enough to slide out of her. She sighed in disappointment, and then rolled off of me and lay on her side, resting her head on my chest.