Page 37 of Daddy's Claim
“I’m just giving you what you so badly wanted, princess. You wanted to come here, show everyone what belongs to me? Well, let’s give them a show, baby.”
“Oh, god. Michael…”
Running my free hand up to cup her breast, I gave the nipple a hard pinch through the thin fabric of her dress. “How do you address me when you’re being punished, little girl?”
“D-Daddy. Don’t. Please. I’ll be good, I promise.”
“Tell you what, princess. You can either stand here and let me make you come where all of these people can see. Or we can go home, and I’ll take you up to our room, where I will use your hairbrush to paddle that naughty little bottom of yours until sitting comfortably becomes nothing more than a fond, distant memory. What’s it going to be?”
“That’s not much of a choice.”
It probably didn’t seem like one at the moment, but secretly I hoped she chose to stay. Both of us would enjoy what I had planned far more than yet another spanking. “You have until the count of three to decide, or I’ll decide for you. One.”
“Daddy, no!”
“Two. Better make up your mind, princess.”
“Fuck! Fine! Just do it!”
“Just do what, baby? Use your words.”
“I hate you,” she whispered, but her head fell back against my shoulder and her back arched, pressing her breast more firmly against my hand. “Punish me. Now.”
“It would be my pleasure. Eyes open, princess. I want you to watch.”
Her pitiful whimper was music to my ears as she lifted her head and forced her eyes open.
“Good girl.” With a none-too-gentle nip at her neck, I slid my hand into her panties and speared her with my fingers. “God, baby. You’re fucking soaked. Do you like being on display, Nora? You like being Daddy’s good little whore for everyone to see?”
“N-no.”
“I think you’re lying. And naughty girls who tell lies get their mouths punished with Daddy’s cock.”
“Oh, fuck!”
As I circled her clit with my arousal-soaked finger, her hips bucked, her body instinctively seeking release.
“Daddy, please!”
“Not until you tell me the truth, Nora. Do you like it when Daddy touches you like this with everyone watching? Do you like it when Daddy punishes you in front of all these strangers?”
Her body was giving me the answer I needed, but I wanted to hear her admit it. Wanted—needed—to hear her tell me how much she enjoyed being on display, used and humiliated for everyone to see. Even though nobody actuallycouldsee us, she was loving the thought of them watching.
And so was I.
I pinched her nipple harder and her pussy practically gushed all over my hand. “Naughty girl. Sneaking out of the house, putting your body on display in this skimpy little dress. Dancing for all those men down there. Admit it, Nora. You like the attention. You like knowing people are watching you, wanting you.”
“Fine! Yes! I love it. What do you fucking care anyway?”
“Because you’remine, Leonora DeCosta. And if you want to go out and parade what belongs to me in front of God and everyone, then that’s exactly what you’ll do. Now come for me, baby, and show everyone who you fucking belong to.”
For once, she did exactly as she was told, her cries of pleasure echoing around the room as she came, her pussy tightening around my fingers as she rode out her orgasm.
Before she could fully recover, I stepped back and pulled her with me, pressing her down so she was forced to bend forward, bracing her hands against the window. I ripped the flimsy thong from her body and somehow managed to free my cock so I could drive into her soaked pussy.
“Who do you belong to, Nora?” I growled as I snapped my hips against her bare ass. “Say it, or I swear I’ll whip your ass where everyone can see.”
“You!” she screamed, and I swore she came again when her walls spasmed around me. “I belong to you, Daddy!”