It's a Sunday afternoon and you've invited me to the bookstore.

It's a Sunday afternoon and you've invited me to the bookstore. You pick me up at 1:30 and I'm dressed in a short sweater dress, thong, scarf and peacoat.

"Give me your panties baby girl." You say as I enter the car with a kiss.

Obediently, I slip them off and hand them to you. I watch you put them in your pocket. We enter the bookstore and you hold a possessive hand over my ass. It makes me so wet.

"Are you looking for a particular book Daddy?" I ask.

"We are actually Elena. Love stories to inspire your writing." You lead me to the romance section at the store conveniently away from everyone else. "Pick a book and read a page. Tell me how it makes you feel."

I select a paperback entitled The One and open to a random page.

"Alexandra looked at Damon and said, "Sir will you please spank me? I know I've been a brat and I want to be better.'

"'I'm happy to hear you're learning Kitten. Come here.' Damon replied, beckoning her to the bed. Alexandra gets on the bed and Damon chains her hands to the headboard."

"'Now you've been a bad girl so I don't think you deserve a gentle touch.' Damon whispered roughly." Damon selects a crop from the wall and raises it high. He brings it down hard against Alexandra's backside. She cries out and starts to shiver in response to the assault. She counts ten strikes before her body falls limp against the pillow. Damon then selects a paddle and beats Alexandra until her ass is cherry red. She says nothing, but he notices tears fall from her face."

"'Can you take more? You didn't use your safe word.' Damon inquires, raising Alexandra's chin to meet his fiery gaze."

"'I can take more Sir. I want the mean toy.' She whispers with wet eyes."

"'Are you sure?' Damon is surprised at her request and grabs the whip."

"Oh Daddy..." I murmur.

"Yes Elena? Read something that piques your interest?"

"I wonder what Alexandra did to deserve this Daddy." I tuck a stray hair behind my ears and continue reading.

"'Please hurt me Sir.' Alexandra asks weakly."

"'Remember you asked for this'.' Damon replies with a smile. The whip sails out and hits Alexandra's skin with a loud lightning crack. Her body shifts forward, her limbs sink into the bed and she cries out in low sobs. Damon doesn't stop. He whips Alexandra over and over. She continues to cry, but doesn't break. She pulls at her restraints with no avail. Alexandra tries to take more and more of what she asked for, what she needs, what she craves."

"Daddy this makes me so wet. I want to try this." I say meeting your eyes and feeling a stirring inside me.

"You want to try impact play?" You ask, looking excited.

"Yes please." I nod and put the book back on the shelf.

"Well Elena, there is something I'd like to try. I asked for your panties so I would have easy access."

"Oh?" I start to quiver as you kiss my lips gently. I melt into your kiss as I back up against the shelves. Your hands travel to the nape of my neck, your fingers in my hair again. I undo the buckle of your belt reveling in how hard your cock is against my middle. You turn me around and you enter me all at once. I bite my lip so I won't make a sound as you thrust deep into my hips. I moan against your hand softly and you bite gently into my shoulder.

"Daddy is so pleased with how wet you are." You whisper roughly. "Does reading those words really turn you on this much? Perhaps I should always take you to the bookstore."

"Oh yes Daddy." I whisper.

Our bodies melt together in a hurried passion. You quickly finish inside me and take my panties from your jeans, handing them to me to slip on.

"So you can keep my come inside that beautifully tight pussy of yours." You squeeze my ass with my wink. "Take your book sweetheart and let's go."

As we arrive home, you grip my thigh in the car and whisper to me, your voice rough.

"I want you in the bedroom. Now." you release your hand from my skin and it was so tight it left an imprint. My whole body is ablaze with sensation. I'm so aroused all over again.

"Yes Daddy." I say as we step out of the car and into the front door. I make a b-line for the bedroom as instructed. I strip and lay on the bed.

You enter the bedroom and open the ottoman. You pull out three items - a crop, a paddle and a whip.

"So you want Daddy to spank you?" You ask darkly.

I nod solemnly.

"You want Daddy to be mean to you because you've been such a brat?" You stroke the hair from my face.

I nod once again.

"Well then my sweet we will see just how dark Daddy can be. I have more for you." You pull out a set of black leather cuffs lined with fur along with some clips and chains.

"Now I'm going to secure you to the bed so you stay still for Daddy. Come here Princess on your knees." I crawl up the bed on all fours as you chain my hands through a rung in the bed so they are just over shoulder-width apart. I relax onto my heels as I wait to see what else you have in store.

"This is important Elena. Do you remember your safewords?"

"Yes." I say.

"Good girl. Ready? We'll start slow." You kiss my forehead.

I hear the hiss of the crop as it collides with my skin.

"OH!" I cry out.

It makes my body tingle as it hits again, over and over.

"How's that baby?" You ask.

"Again." I beg.

"Okay then angel." You bring the crop down to my ass sharper and I feel myself holding my breath. You're getting mean and it's fueling my inner fire.

"Like that?" You seem to be enjoying this too.

"Yes Daddy!" I shout a little too loud and you immediately hit me again.

"No screaming baby girl."

I shake my head, certainly I don't want the neighbors to know.

You continue to slap the leather tip against me and I count the strikes one, two, three, four five... each feel more intense than the last.

"Oh Daddy harder please," I moan, wanting more.

"Last one Princess." You whisper. I can feel all the air behind your swing and I jolt forward from the force.

"Ah... Daddy please hit me again." I crave more. I don't want you to stop.

"Of course Baby, but we're going to try a new toy. This one will feel a bit different."

I'm excited for what's to come. I love exploring new sensations being used against me. The next implement you use is much deeper, more thud-like. It makes me wet between my lower lips as you spank me with the paddle.

"Daddy please touch me." I cry out.

"No." I hear the clap of the paddle against my backside as my whole body is vibrating. Once, twice, three times...

"Daddy I'm so wet." I beg. Four, five six...

"Good then you'll suffer that way." The paddle pounds my skin as I ache for you to make me come like this. You're meaner now and I like it. SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE TEN...

"Daddy please..." I mewl like a kitten hoping you'll pay attention to me.

"Hush." You growl, pulling my hair and spinning my head back to you. My head hangs low in shame, but my pussy is as soaked. ELEVEN, TWELVE, THIRTEEN...

"This is going to hurt and hurt bad." FOURTEEN... FIFTEEN... SIXTEEN... Hurt me Dammit.

"I'm ready Daddy." I whisper, my knees starting to shake as I feel bruises bloom on my ass. I clench my jaw as you deliver the final hit to my skin.

I let out a big breath as my body relaxes, but my jaw is tense. Your sweet brat thanks you Daddy.

"I'm not done with you yet." You grab my face with one hand. Your mouth is so close to mine I thought you'd kiss me. The words sting like my body and I welcome their pain. "Are you going to make a habit of me treating you this way?"

"Yes." I admit, loving your darker nature.

"Yes? Oh really? Then I guess I'll really have to punish you then. Don't move a muscle or you'll get it little girl." I want to test you, but I have no idea what you'll do so I am still.

"This is a whip. This is Daddy's mean toy. You've earned this because you've been a bad girl. You've earned this because you asked for it." You explain.

The whip cracks against me and I stumble at the force. You hit me again and again. I hate the noise as it sails through the air and lands on me in lashes.

"Daddy..." I cry out.

"Daddy..." my lips barely forming the words.

I can feel my body breaking down the more you strike my skin again. Yellow. If you're not here right now. Who is this man? I want to know him, but I'm scared.

"I'm scared Daddy." I confess.

"Good, then you won't behave this way again will you?" The whip hits me over and over.

I start to cry. Big wet tears fall from my eyes onto the pill as you continue your assault on my frail frame. I'm truly sorry for the way I behaved and I know this is punishment. I'm so sorry Daddy. You're my loving Daddy. My Dark Daddy.

I am sobbing and pulling at my restraints. "Red." I murur. I am almost amazed at how immediately you stop. You put the whip down on the bed and remove my hands from the restraints. You take a blanket and wrap it around me.

"Shhh... oh Baby... " You whisper, petting my hair.

"Daddy?" I ask innocently, hoping you came back to me.

"I'm right here Princess. I'm sorry I went too far." You hold me close as I crumble in your lap.

"No Daddy it's okay. I liked you that way." I mean these words so deeply.

"You did?" You look surprised as you stroke the gag marks on my cheek.

"Yes." I kiss you deeply.

" my sweet babygirl" You kiss my cheeks, my mouth, my forehead. "You did so good - Daddy's so proud of you."

"Daddy let's just stay here. Just like this." I beg as I curl up into the blanket.

"Ok Princess. I love you."

"I love you more" I whisper.

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