Daddy’s Kilted Friend

by Callahan, Kelli

  “I’ve never gotten a spanking before.” I traced his fingers and imagined how his hand would feel if he did it—I couldn’t deny being turned on by the thought. “No matter how naughty I was…”

  “I think yer overdue for one.” He slowly sat down on the bed and pulled the covers away from my waist. “If ye want me to be yer Daddy, I can certainly make sure ye get what ye deserve.”

  It felt dirty and taboo, but I was so turned on I didn’t care. I might have had a father, but I had never had a Daddy—not really. Maybe that was part of the reason I was so attracted to Lachlan’s strong, dominant side. It made me feel alive, and I felt so incredibly comfortable with him. I knew he would take care of me. He could have done anything he wanted when he took me back to his place, but he didn’t try to take advantage of a situation I never should have put myself in.

  “What are you going to spank me for first, Daddy?” I smiled as he wrapped a hand around my wrist and tugged me into position across his knee.

  “So much naughty behavior to choose from…” He traced the curve of my ass with the tips of his fingers. “Drinking, smoking, and I’m pretty sure it wasn’t just a cigarette…”

  “Guilty…” I wiggled my ass against his hand.

  “Then there’s all this teasing.” He moved his hand between my thighs, and I knew he could tell how wet my pussy was.

  “I just wanted you to text me.” I let out a light moan when his finger grazed the inside of my thigh.

  “Ye didn’t stop there.” He traced his way back to my ass. “What about that present you left on my pillow?”

  “Well…” I squirmed on his knee.

  “So how many do you think ye deserve?” He moved his hand back to my ass.

  “For everything?” I took a deep breath.

  “We can start with the drinking…” He squeezed my ass. “At the festival—after I told ye not to and took away yer ale.”

  I always had a mild curiosity about being in the position I was currently in, but I never thought it would actually happen—definitely not with a guy as hot as Lachlan. I didn’t think he was going to hurt me like Kira did to the other pledges when they bent over for her paddle. I was still scared of testing the limit and getting myself into something that I wasn’t prepared for. It was playful, but I had a feeling he wasn’t going to let me off easy considering how serious he seemed to be at the festival. He was putting the power in my hands to choose my punishment, which made it a lot safer, but there was still an element of danger—that part turned me on more than it probably should have.

  “I didn’t really get to drink much of it…” I took a deep breath. “Maybe—five?”

  “I don’t think that’s all ye deserve, but ye have a lot of naughty behavior to pay for…” He lifted his hand. “Five it is.”

  SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

  “That wasn’t so bad.” I looked over at my shoulder and batted my eyelashes at him. “Now who’s being a tease?”

  “Ye might want to be careful lass, that was just the beginning.” He traced the curve of my ass, which made my skin tingle.

  I was playing with fire and asking to get burned. There was an air of seriousness in Lachlan’s tone, even if we were having fun. I told myself to proceed with caution, but I didn’t want to. The heightened danger was getting me more excited by the second, and my pussy was so wet that it was almost dripping in anticipation of feeling his hand come down on my ass again.

  “So, what are you going to punish me for next?” I squirmed on his knee a little bit.

  “I know ye had to take the six shots as punishment, but ye had a lot more than that, didn’t ye lass?” Lachlan teased the inside of my thigh as he spoke.

  “Yes.” I let out a light whimper. “I didn’t want to get paddled, but then I went overboard…”

  “Aye, ye definitely did.” He nodded in agreement. “What is yer punishment going to be?”

  “Uh…” I felt the burning inside me getting hotter. “Ten?”

  “That seems fair.” He traced the curve of my ass. “Plus, the six ye should have gotten from yer sorority sister.”

  “She wasn’t being nice about it.” I winced, but a smile spread across my face. “I’d rather take those from you anyway.”

  “It’s settled then.” Lachlan lifted his hand.

  SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

  “Okay, those were a little harder!” I squirmed as the last few smacks left a sting behind when they landed.

  “Ye asked for it, lass.” He laughed under his breath. “Six more.”

  SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

  “Ow!” I winced as the last one landed.

  “Still think I’m just teasing ye?” He ran his fingers along my inner thighs and came dangerously close to touching my pussy.

  “No!” I shook my head and moaned.

  “What kind of naughty behavior did ye get up to after those shots, hmm?” Lachlan’s finger was so close I could feel the heat radiating against my clit.

  “A few things…” I let out a louder moan.

  “Like?” His finger moved against the tender skin near my pussy-lips.

  “I bummed a cigarette or two,” I exhaled sharply.

  “Not the worst thing ye did by any means.” Lachlan continued to tease the sensitive skin, which made my thoughts spin out of control.

  “No, but I did promise my best friend I wasn’t going to do that anymore.” My words came out in a gasp because Lachlan gave me clit the gentlest graze possible.

  “What do you think ye deserve for that, lass?” He moved his hand back to my ass.

  “Ten?” I settled into position once I realized he wasn’t going to tease my pussy anymore.

  “If ye broke a promise ye intended to keep, I think that calls for more than that.” He patted my ass. “Unless ye want to double up—ten for what ye did and ten for breaking the promise.”

  “I…” A sharp exhale rushed from my lungs. “I guess that would be fair.”

  I wondered what Holly would have thought if she knew I was getting a spanking for breaking my promise to her. She was the only one that seemed to care about me, other than the occasional concern I got from my parents when I wasn’t living up to one of their expectations. I certainly never imagined being across someone’s knee, paying for something I knew I shouldn’t have done in the first place. It was therapeutic in a way, even if my ass was starting to sting.

  SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

  “Ah!” I bounced on his knee. “Those were even harder!”

  “Ye seemed to regret that one more than the others.” He traced the bottom of my ass. “I’m making sure ye remember them.”

  SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

  “Okay!” I whimpered and squirmed on his knee.

  “Just so ye know, lass.” He immediately started teasing the inside of my thigh. “If ye want me to be yer Daddy, the next time ye do that, we won’t be counting.”

  “What does that mean?” I gave him a concerned glance.

  “It means yer just going to get a spanking.” He gave my bottom a firm smack to accentuate his point.

  “Well that’s one way to make sure I keep my promise…” I exhaled sharply.

  “Aye.” He nodded. “Now, what else did ye do?”

  “You were right about the weed.” I winced. “But in my defense, it is legal where I come from…”

  “It’s not legal here.” He shook his head. “In fact, ye would end up in handcuffs for that a lot faster than anything else ye did.”

  “But I might like handcuffs!” I gave him a hopeful glance.

  “I don’t think ye would have liked where ye spent the night.” A light growl followed his words.

  “No…” I sighed. “I liked waking up in your bed a lot more.”

  “How many?” He patted my ass.

  “Um…” I thought about what I
had just received, and while it did hurt, it wasn’t the worst thing I had ever felt. “Twenty?”

  “Okay, lass.” He lifted his hand.

  SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

  “Ow!” I whimpered and bounced on his knee.

  SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

  “I think you’ve learned yer lesson now.” He caressed the spot where the last smack landed.

  “I’m not going to get anything for all the teasing I did?” I looked over my shoulder at him.

  “Aye, but not this…” He gave me a light smack, then traced the edge of my ass until his finger was against my pussy. “Yer getting something else for that.”

  “Oh god!” I moaned and dug my nails into his jeans.

  “Yer going to give me a taste of this cherry.” He pulled his hand away and lifted me up.

  My ass was stinging, but it wasn’t that bad. It was a firm spanking, but not hard enough to actually hurt me. It turned me on so much that I would have done anything he wanted at that moment, including letting him pleasure me. Our lips came together, and he began to pull at my clothes as he kissed me. My senses were going haywire. His hands no longer felt like electricity on my skin—every touch was searing heat that unraveled me from within.

  Our lips parted long enough for him to peel off my shirt, and my bra was next. He played with my breasts, teased my nipples until they turned into hard nubs, and then pushed me back towards the bed. The lips that ravaged me with a kiss were so gentle when they pressed against my legs and moved up my thighs. I ran my hands through his hair and moaned. I was on fire, and I didn’t think anything would put it out—but he was definitely going to try.

  “Ye said ye would make it worth my time if I called.” He forced my legs apart. “Now it’s time to keep yer promise.”

  “I’ll never break one to you.” I moaned louder as his lips moved up my thighs, and he started making quick circles with his tongue.

  “Ye will get the same from me.” He pressed his lips to the sensitive skin near my pussy. “Always.”

  Lachlan’s tongue danced along my tender skin until he was tasting my wetness. He licked the outside of my pussy-lips, pushing his tongue inside me, and then slowly started working his way up to my clit. It felt really good. I barely knew how to process the pleasure. It was intense, hot, and laced with absolute desire. I wanted so much more than his tongue, but I didn’t know how to ask for it. The fire he started burned with so much heat; it felt like I was almost suffocating.

  “Yer mine now, lass,” a light growl echoed from Lachlan’s throat. “Every bit of ye.”

  “Yes…” I moaned and ran my fingers through his hair.

  A huge surge of pleasure shot through me the instant Lachlan’s tongue pressed on my clit, and when he made a quick circle around it, my entire world tilted. It felt like heaven in the most amazing way possible, like I had ascended into the clouds. He held my thighs in his hands and moved his tongue in faster circles that seemed to find more nerve endings with every rotation. It was absolute bliss.

  “That feels really good.” My back arched on the bed.

  I was so turned on from the spanking that it didn’t take much for my body to respond to his tongue. A pressure built up inside me, and it got stronger with every passing second. There was no way I was going to be able to hold out for long. I began to writhe against the covers, but Lachlan held me in place so that I couldn’t escape the bliss he intended to give me. I craved the sweet release of the orgasm that was so close I could taste it.

  “Don’t stop…” I gasped my words. “Please don’t stop.”

  He didn’t stop—if anything, he moved his tongue faster. I wasn’t on cloud nine; I was on cloud ten or eleven. If there were any other clouds I could get to as I moved through the heavens, then I was definitely going higher. I could feel my muscles beginning to tighten up. I was getting dangerously close to erupting. The pressure kept building until there was no way my body could contain it any longer. The pleasure surged through me so hard that my legs began to shake.

  “I’m gonna come!” I dug my nails into his shoulders. “Oh god!”

  I almost sat up when the pressure released, and the tension in my muscles was set free. The pleasure ricocheted through my body and then swarmed into every limb. I might have actually bounced if Lachlan didn’t have a strong grip on my thighs. The euphoric convulsions made me writhe on the bed as the orgasm got stronger, and when it finally hit the peak, everything I knew about bliss took on a whole new meaning. His tongue kept moving, and I felt another orgasm building up so fast I didn’t know how to stop it.

  “I…” My abdomen clenched up, and I couldn’t even tell him what was about to happen.

  The second orgasm ripped through my body with more intensity than the first. It choked off my air supply, and I felt my head spinning from the combination of pleasure and asphyxiation. I had to hold onto Lachlan until I was finally able to breathe again, and then the euphoria consumed me. I sank into the mattress and let his tongue rapture me as a third orgasm began to build. With a scream on the edge of my lips, it peaked and sent me spiraling before I finally started to come down.

  “Holy shit…” A weary sigh echoed from within me as Lachlan’s tongue stopped moving.

  “That’s what ye get for teasing.” Lachlan lifted between my thighs and gave me a playful glare.

  “I’m going to do it a lot more often now.” A smile formed on my lips.

  “I bet ye will.” He crawled up beside me on the bed, and I melted into his tight embrace.

  “I might even do a few more naughty things if you’re going to spank me every time I do.” I traced his arm with my finger.

  “Aye.” He narrowed his eyes. “Ye will definitely get what ye deserve.”

  I stayed in Lachlan’s arms for several minutes as I recovered and enjoyed the afterglow of multiple orgasms. I didn’t have many expectations when I decided to wait for him in my room with nothing below the waist except a sheet. He had been rather elusive, despite texting me and coming to my rescue. The conversation we had when he dropped me off gave me hope, and I acted on it. Things worked out a lot better than I expected, and I hadn’t even lost my virginity—yet.

  “I don’t know how much longer we have before my sorority sisters come home.” I traced my way to the front of his shirt.

  “Should I go?” He raised his eyebrows in concern.

  “No, not yet.” I grinned. “I can always sneak you out the window if they get home while we’re still in here.”

  “I’m not sure that is going to work out so well…” He glanced over at the window.

  “Trust me; you wouldn’t be the first guy to sneak out the window at this sorority.” I laughed under my breath. “Let’s not waste the time we do have…”

  I pulled at Lachlan’s shirt until it was loose and started tugging it off. He had a physique like a Greek god that was straight out of a dream. I noticed that at the festival but seeing him without his shirt enough to get my motor going again. I slid my hand down to his cock and started rubbing it through his pants. He was already hard and feeling it made my pussy get wetter—if that was even possible.

  “Wait.” He put his hand on mine. “I’m all for having fun, lass, but it’s yer first time. I don’t want that to be rushed. Neither do ye…”

  “You’re probably right.” I looked down and sighed.

  “Maybe I could come pick ye up tonight?” He tilted his head. “How about a date—or do ye have another party?”

  “We’re doing a Frat Party Crawl.” I shook my head. “I have to go.”

  “Ah, then we’ll find another night that works.” He pressed his lips to my forehead.

  “Wait…” A thought hit me, and I raised an eyebrow. “I’m allowed to stay behind at one of the houses if I want.”

  “Why would ye?” He seemed to tense up.

  “It’s supposed to be code for hooking up.” I smirk
ed. “But my sorority sisters wouldn’t know if I left right after they moved on.”

  “Do ye want to risk it?” He leaned back on his elbow. “Ye might get in trouble.”

  “I think I’ll have a lot more fun getting in trouble with you.” I ran my fingers along his muscled chest.

  “Aye, ye probably would.” He nodded in agreement. “I’ll wait for yer call.”

  “Oh, you’re not going anywhere yet.” I shook my head and leaned in to kiss his nipple. “You had a taste, and now I want mine.”

  “Damn…” He let out a sigh and fell over on his back.

  He made me squirm. I bet I can make him squirm too.

  Chapter Twelve

  Lachlan

  All my willpower had been siphoned out of my soul and replaced by the desire I had for Amelia. I let go of my hesitations and embraced what was right in front of me—a gorgeous lass that knew exactly what she wanted. Fighting it was foolish. She was mine, and I wasn’t going to let her go, regardless of the ramifications that a relationship could bring down on top of us. She was begging to be claimed, and that was exactly what I planned to do. The full college experience she was looking for ran right through me.

  “Are ye sure we even have time for this…” I let out a gasp as her fingers moved to the front of my jeans.

  “The door is locked.” She leaned up, and those bluish-gray eyes that reminded me of home sparkled. “You can always put it away and run if someone shows up.”

  “It doesn’t work like that, lass.” I let out a chuckle, then another gasp when her hand rubbed my cock through my pants.

  “Then you better get these off so I can hurry.” She unfastened my jeans and started tugging them down.

  It was definitely risky to try anything if she was scared they would show up when I was ready to pop her cherry. If I had rational thoughts running through my head, I would have put on my clothes and left instead of letting her continue. I just couldn’t resist the thought of those gorgeous lips on my cock. Amelia pulled my jeans down to my knees, and I kicked off my shoes. My boxers were next, and her eyes swirled with deviousness when she saw my exposed dick for the first time.