Page 40 of Daddy's Claim
Nora
It was amazing what a few days of good food, good wine, and spectacular sex could do for the soul. True to his word, Michael spent pretty much every waking second with me for three glorious days. I wasn’t even tooput out that we hadn’t been able to go to a nice hotel, considering we had a luxurious room complete with room service all to ourselves.
Every time I tried to sass him or refuse some small order he’d issued, I ended up on my back or my knees or some other position with his thick cock driving me towards yet another stunning release. Not to say I hadn’t also gotten my bottom roasted a couple of times when I’d pushed him too far, but the spankings just made the orgasms that much better.
Needless to say, I wasn’t happy about our little bubble being burst.
“Are you sure you can’t take one more day?” From my spot on the bed, cradling the cup of coffee he’d brought up for me, I gave him my best pout.
“I wish I could, princess. Once the threat is handled, I promise we’ll go away somewhere for a bit and have ourselves a proper honeymoon. In the meantime, I need you to be a good girl while I’m gone and follow the rules.Capiche?”
“Capito.” I rolled my eyes at his decree and instantly felt guilty. There was no reason for me to be acting like such a brat when I’d just had him all to myself for three whole days, but I couldn’t seem to help it.
Plucking the coffee from my hand and placing it on the bedside table, Michael scooped me up and sat with me cradled me on his lap. With a quiet sigh I settled in, dropping my head to his shoulder as I allowed the comfort of his embrace to soothe me.
“What are your plans for the day, princess?”
“Be bored till you get home,” I said, well aware my voice had taken on a sulky tone.
“You know… it’s been almost a whole day since you got in trouble for anything.”
“Do I get a sticker for being a good girl, Daddy?” Had it really been a whole day? Huh. I’d been so wrapped up in a haze of pleasure I hadn’t noticed.
I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.
Chuckling softly, he reached down and squeezed my bottom in warning. “Watch that mouth, little girl, or I won’t let you have your reward.”
“I’m not sure my pussy can handle another reward right now.”
“Not that kind of reward. At least not until later.”
“Then what kind?”
“Well, I was thinking since you’ve been so good for Daddy, I’d let you go out today.”
With a delighted squeal, I popped up off his lap and bounced in place. “Really? Can I go shopping? Oh, maybe I can text Rissa and we can go to lunch!”
“Whatever you want, princess. I only have one rule.”
My happy little moment deflated like a balloon at his words. “Of course you do. It’s always about rules.”
“No, baby. It’s always about keeping you safe.”
I hated how warm and fuzzy that made me feel. “I guess. What’s this one rule, then?”
“You will stay in sight of your guard at all times. If you need the restroom you go in, do your business and come out the exact same door. I’ll be checking in with him throughout the day, and if I catch so much as a whiff of trouble, I will personally come collect you and bring you home. Am I understood?”
It wasn’t entirely unreasonable. And if I was being allowed to go wherever I wanted and do whatever I wanted, there was really no reason for me to cause trouble. “Yeah, I get it.”
One of his dark eyebrows rose slightly and I bit back a sigh. “Yes, Daddy, I understand.”
“Good girl. Now come here so I can warm your bottom before I go.”
“What?” Alarm shot through me and I took a large step back. “Why? You just said I’ve been good!”
“Because I think you could use the reminder. Because I like the idea of you going about your day with the memory of the sting of my hand on your ass. Because I like how wet and needy your little pussy gets when you’re getting spanked and I want to feel you wiggling against my cock as you make all of your promises to be my good girl. But mostly, because I want to and I’m in charge.”
“Oh.” Despite how sore I was, my clit throbbed at his words. But I didn’t move, still standing just out of arm’s reach as I debated whether or not to obey.