Page 216 of Broken Daddy

Without any more warning, he smacked his hand down on her ass.

This was a very strange position to be spanked in. Not that she’d been spanked as an adult before. She wasn’t sure she liked it at all. She could barely move, couldn’t wriggle away. And she had to look up at him. Hayes looked so stern, so serious.

“I don’t like you seeing my spanked face!” she cried, shutting her eyes.

He paused. “Your what?”

“My face when you’re spanking me. I don’t want you to see it. Or to see your face. It feels too weird.”

“All right, baby. You keep your eyes shut, then. I won’t be shutting mine. I like looking at all of you. Your face.”Smack.“Your bottom.”Smack.“Your thighs.”Smack.“I can even see a hint of that delicious pussy.”Smack.

Dear Lord.

Just kill her now.

But the world didn’t open up and swallow her whole. And Hayes kept spanking her until her ass was throbbing and she had started sobbing. Then he stopped. But instead of lowering her legs so she could cover herself, he rubbed the heat into her ass.

“Daddy! No!”

“No, what?” he asked. “I’m just rubbing your bottom.”

“You shouldn’t.”

“Why not? It’s a very cute bottom. And it’s all pink. Delicious.” He lowered her legs then lay next to her, drawing her carefully against his chest to hold her. He ran his hand up and down her back until her breathing slowed.

“That’s it, baby girl. You doing okay? Was that all right for a first spanking?”

“First and only!” she cried.

He let out a low laugh. “I don’t think so, baby girl.”

She was so caught up in the fact that he’d laughed, something that was rare and beautiful, that it took a moment for her brain to decipher his words.

“Yes, I think so.”

“Are you saying that spankings are a hard limit?”

“No, I’m saying that Devi is a good girl and won’t get any more.”

“Now, I know you’re joking.”

Rude.

He kissed her lightly, his finger under her chin before he got up and kneeled again. Then he gathered up her legs to peer down at her.

Dear Lord.

So embarrassing. To her shock, he ran a finger down where her cheeks met. She tightened them.

“What’s wrong, baby girl? Don’t you like me touching your bottom? Is that on your limits?”

“N-no. I just . . . do you want to do that?”

“Perhaps. But only if it’s something you want. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want. And you can think about it since it’s not happening right now. Part your legs. Good girl.”

She lowered her legs and pushed them apart. He kneeled between her open thighs.

Okay, perhaps being spanked wouldn’t be so bad if she got an orgasm afterward. He parted her pussy lips and ran a finger over her clit, circling it.