Daddy’s new game PT6. (punishment isn't really punishment when you enjoy it)

 Daddy’s new game PT6.

Leading kitten to the conservatory on all fours Sir commanded,

“lay over the stool, head down and do not move.”

seconds turned into minutes, 

kitty become consciously aware her backside was on display to the doors entrance

as her Sir padded quietly across the floor 

dropping a riding crop and her favourite love eggs in her line of sight 

from the song of desire and the way his fingers danced, now this,

kitten’s thighs slicken in hunger, very much enjoying her daddy’s new game

‘a devilishly twisted treasure of a deviant treat, just for me,’ she thought,

‘how did I get to be so lucky…’

ready for her daddy to rocket her body in bites of pleasures torture

bending, he kissed the small of her back before baring teeth

bucking her hips slightly as he push the eggs deep stroking her wall

making kitty quiver in delight before he removed his fingers and stood

the crop gone from out of her sight, now it lay in Sirs hands

“answer me this little kitty, did you just cum without permission?”

kitty smiled as she answered,

“Yes, sorry daddy but i can’t help it when you touch my skin, you tantalise and tease my torment and give pleasure to my pain,”

her daddy smiled with a spark in his eye as he replied…

“your words are cute my little minx but they won't get you out of your punishment,”

he slapped the crop against his hand, 

“I wasn’t going to use this in this manner, but now, I think I will,”

in quick succession her cracked her legs twice, causing kitty to moan loudly,

then twice more over the mounds of flesh bent in a perfect shape,

two more hits and the punishment was done

kittens eyes smiled wide… she wouldn't call it a punishment but now she knew it was time for more pleasure 

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