I hear the door unlock as I’m laying naked on my stomach on the leather couch. My feet up in the air as I’m reading my romance novel.

Fuck. Im supposed to be dressed and ready for dinner. Daddy has friends in town.

Daddy walks in and immediately glances in my direction and meets my big brown eyes full of worry. I let out a big smile as his mouth turns into a frown. His olive green button up compliments his skin tone and hazel eyes perfectly as his beige pants squeeze his thighs in a way that makes my pussy melt.

“Go get dressed. Now,” he says sternly. He’s upset. The moment he saw me, he was already thinking of what my punishment would be. I walk over and smell his pinewood cologne, which makes me moan and I slowly kiss his lips. This makes him increasingly flustered, but I enjoy teasing him this way.

He grabs my hand and leads me into the bedroom, then picks up the long olive green dress he laid out for me this morning and places it back into the closet. He pulls out my mini beige strapless dress that I only wear on hot summer days by the beach, and says, “Since you enjoy being a tease so much.”

I roll my eyes and grab the dress from him, but that set him over the edge. He grabs my wrist and pulls me onto the bed and then across his lap.

“We are already late. You knew about this for weeks, forgot, and now you want to be a brat,” he growls. He starts rubbing my clit slowly and then increasingly getting faster. I start to feel my pussy swell and it is starting to drip.

“Do you want to cum for daddy? Is that why you’re being a brat?”

“Yes,” I squeal, as he he is rubbing my clit faster and grabbing a fistful of my hair. I feel a shot of warmth though-out my pussy and I know my orgasm is coming.

“I’m going to cum,” I breathe out and in that moment he instantly stops. My body twitches as I’m craving my orgasm.

“Bad girls don’t get to cum,” daddy growls again and starts rubbing the wetness from my pussy onto my asshole. I see him grab my jeweled buttplug from my pink toy box underneath the bed. He slowly pushes the buttplug into me and I gasp. The pressure in my ass and being on the edge of orgasm has me breathing heavily. Daddy grabs my soft, pale ass with one hand. Then I feel his hand lift up and he strikes my ass hard enough that I quiver. He lifts my head up by pulling up my hair and kisses me deeply.

“Get ready. Quickly.” He demands.

“Yes daddy,” I whisper as my body aches and craves for more.

“Oh, and you better not lift a finger towards that little pussy or you’re going to make this worse for yourself,” he says with a smirk on his mouth.

Fuck. I’m shaking as I slip into my dress. I see in the mirror the large red mark he left on my ass. I take deep breathes and pull myself together to finish getting ready. I walk out and I see him by the door already. He’s still upset with me. He opens the door and grabs my waist as we walk out. He stops and wraps his arm around my entire stomach and pulls me in tight. I feel his breath on my ear.

“You will be on your best behavior. You will do what I tell you during dinner and drinks. Keep your phone close. Two drinks top for you tonight. And when we get home you’re going to make it up to me.”

There’s no room for arguing, daddy has made it clear he will hold complete dominance tonight. The thought turns me on, but not being able to tease him all night will be impossible when he is consistently putting on a serious face. He walks me over to the passenger door of the car, opens the door, but doesn’t let go of my waist. Suddenly I feel another strike against my ass. Hard enough for me to squeal while he’s holding me in place. He kisses my neck gently and helps me get into the car.

He keeps his eyes on the road and his hand in my lap. The contrast of him being so uptight, yet subtly soft weakens me. Then he turns on some music and chooses soothing French music. I realize he is messing with my head as this is this music I fancy when we are making love, but we are not making love tonight. We are fucking. He glances over at me and says, “You look stunning.” His hand gravitates towards my chest playing with the neckline of my dress. I close my eyes and I feel him pull the top of my dress down exposing my tits. I immediately glance over at him and his face is stern, still looking at the road. He’s got to lighten up a bit.

I play into his wishes and pull up the bottom of my dress exposing my pussy. He doesn’t flinch. I take it a step further and turn my body so my legs are resting on his lap. My foot is suddenly in his hand while he kisses my toes gently and sets my foot back down. Not quite the reaction I was looking for. I then take my left foot and start rubbing it on his cock. This makes me grin. Just as I feel his cock slowly getting hard he grabs my foot again and grunts, “You don’t want to do that.”

“Yes I do. You need to lighten up,” I snark back.

He pushes my foot towards me so my knee is on top of my chest.

“Open the glove box,” he says gently.

My hand reaches for the glove box and as I open I see my vibrating wand. I let out a soft moan.

“Put that against your clit but don’t orgasm until I tell you to.”

I do as he says as he’s not in the mood for anything less. My pussy is still swollen from earlier and it doesn’t take much for me to be on edge. My mouth opens as my eyebrows shift down and I beg, “Please daddy. I will be a good girl. Please let me cum.”

We pull up to the restaurant and we are waiting in the valet line. He glaces over and then kisses the foot that’s still on my lap. We are next in line and I either need to cum now or the valet driver will get a show. Frankly, I’m desperate and don’t care. But I know he does. He grabs my toy and in a few swift motions fixes my dress and puts the toy back in the glove box.

“Sit up,” he says sweetly as we pull up to the valet stand. My pussy is dripping all over the seat. I slowly sit up but my legs are shaking. I am in awe. The valet driver opens up his door and daddy comes around to let me out of the car. He is grinning from ear to ear. Finally showing some pleasure as he’s tortured me from keeping in an orgasm twice now.

“I think you’ve earned three drinks tonight after putting up with me. I’m sorry I’ve been so grumpy. Let’s have a fun night” he grabs my waist and helps me out of the car as I can barely move.

“Let’s have fun tonight,” I breathe out and I kiss him on the lips.

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