Page 54 of Daddy's Claim
If there was anything more beautiful than a naked Nora, I’d yet to see it. Especially when she was draped over my lap, whining softly as I pushed a slick finger into the tight ring of her asshole. My cock was already hard as a rock, demanding we take her now, but I forced myself to be patient. There would be plenty of time to enjoy claiming my naughty wife’s bottom in a little while.
“Good girl,” I crooned quietly, pushing a second finger in alongside the first.
“Daddy, no! It’s too much!”
I knew damn well it wasn’t too much because I’d punished her this way before and she’d barely done more than whimper. But I had a feeling she was in a much more vulnerable headspace at the moment, so I didn’t call her on it. “Just relax, baby. Daddy’s cock is much bigger than this and it’s just going to hurt more if you tense up.”
“Y-yes, Daddy.”
I’d expected much more arguing, but Nora had been much more subdued this morning than I’d ever seen her. Hopefully after her punishment and a nap she’d be back to her normalbouncy, bratty self. The thought that I’d lost my back-talking, sassy little princess forever was too much to bear.
When I’d finally gotten her loosened up a bit, I pulled my fingers from her bottom and pushed the tip of the rubber plug inside of her, breaching that initial resistance with a bit more ease than I’d first encountered. “That’s it, baby. You’re being such a good girl for Daddy.”
“It hurts,” she whined, but she didn’t attempt to wiggle away or fight me. I almost wished she would, just so I would know she was still in there somewhere.
The plug slid home inside of her and Nora let out a shuddering breath. I gave her a few minutes to adjust, rubbing my hand over her naked ass before giving it a reluctant pat. “All right, princess. Time for your first punishment.”
Sniffling quietly, she nodded and breathed deeply, as if she were bracing herself for what was about to happen. “Okay.”
“I know you didn’t tell Adele’s secret on purpose, but I also know that you’re well aware of how important it is to keep family business in the family. Aren’t you, princess?”
“Yes, Daddy. I swear I’ll never tell another secret again!”
“I believe you.”
At those words, she relaxed immediately, practically melting over my lap. “Thank you.”
Deciding we didn’t really have anything left to discuss for this infraction, I lifted my hand and brought it down hard on her bottom. Pink bloomed on her tan skin, in an almost perfect handprint. I gave myself a moment to admire it before repeating the punishment on the other cheek.
It took nearly a dozen swats for Nora to react with anything more than just a soft whimper here or there. By the time she cried out, her entire backside was a dusky rose color, and I knew it had to be stinging like hell because my hand fuckinghurt.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’ll never tell anyone anything ever again! Daddy, please!”
Pity stirred in my chest, but I steeled myself to deliver the rest of the punishment as I’d originally planned. Shifting my focus a bit, I landed the next few swats right to her sit spots. I wanted to be sure she felt this punishment every time she sat down for a good long while.
When I finally stopped, the pink had darkened, and a few spots on her skin were almost a dark red. Nora was still sniffling pitifully, but not outright crying.
Yet.
“Are you going to be more careful about what you tell your friends in the future, princess?”
“Yes, D-daddy.”
“Good girl. Do you need a break, or do you want to keep going?”
“I just want to get this over with.”
“All right.” Picking up her brush, I tapped the back of it against her bottom. The thing had some weight to it, and I’d already tried it on my thigh so I knew it packed a sting. It wouldn’t take many swats to get my point across. “This part of your punishment is for not listening to Daddy. I understand you were upset and you were worried, but you had other options than running off to meet your friend without telling me, didn’t you?”
“I guess.”
“Hmm. Well, the next time you’re tempted to break a rule Daddy gives you, I want you to remember this. Because if we have to have this conversation again, I won’t be nearly as nice about it.”
There was no doubt in my mind there’d be a next time. Hopefully not with such disastrous consequences, but I couldn’tsee a future where Nora simply did as she was told without argument.
And I wouldn’t have her any other way.
But the memory of her tied to a chair, glassy-eyed from the drugs Rissa had given her was still fresh enough for me to not let her off lightly. From the first crack of the hairbrush against her skin she was howling, swearing up and down and on everything she could think of that she would listen, that she would be a good girl forever and ever.