Indebted To A Daddy: Once Upon A Daddy
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I hope she’s really ready for this…
Chapter Fifteen
Chloe
I never imagined being across Corbin’s knee for a spanking when I met him—or when I was falling for him—yet I felt like I was exactly where I deserved to be. The realization that came with my epiphany opened my eyes to a world that I didn’t expect, but it had never been clearer. A Daddy was exactly what I needed—someone that would protect me—love me—and help me be a better version of myself instead of striving for independence regardless of the cost. I was at his mercy with nothing to stop the spanking I had coming except for a safe word. I didn’t plan to use it unless it was absolutely necessary. I was ready to face the consequences for my actions—one spanking at a time until my new debt was cleared.
“Are you ready?” Corbin patted the back of my panties several times.
“Yes, Daddy.” I swallowed a lump that quickly rose in my throat.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“You’ve been a very bad girl, Chloe.” He let his hand rest where it had landed. “Bad girls get spanked.”
“I’m sorry Daddy…” I squirmed on his knee.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
I continued squirming on Corbin’s knee as his hand landed on the back of my panties. His hand was heavy, but the smacks weren’t as hard as I thought they would be. The echo that followed each one actually sounded worse than it felt. Corbin went from one side of my ass to the other, leaving an outline of his hand each time it came down, and after a dozen or so, it started to sting. I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of choices I would have made if I had ended up in that position the first time I started rebelling during my younger years. I might have taken an entirely different direction and landed on the right side of decision making long before it was forced on me out of necessity.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow!” I jerked forward when a particularly hard one landed in the center of my ass.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
The sting started to get worse—and rather intense. Corbin didn’t slow down. He kept his hand bouncing from one side of my ass to the other with a fairly steady rhythm. I barely had time to process the sting from the previous smack before the next one landed, then the spot that was still stinging got another taste of punishment. It wasn’t unbearable, but my feet started to kick involuntarily, and I began to writhe instead of squirm. A whimper echoed in my throat, and that whimper got louder as the spanking continued.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Alright, Chloe. It’s time for these to come down.” Corbin slid a finger into the edge of my panties and gave them a tug so that they snapped against my skin.
“No, please—Daddy don’t!” I reached back and grabbed my panties.
I can already tell it’s going to hurt a lot more if they come down.
“When I tell you to do something, I don’t want to hear the word no.” Corbin’s tone was harsher than normal. “Is that understood?”
“Y—yes Daddy.” I whimpered.
“Now you’re going to pull your own panties down and beg me to spank you.” He leaned back. “If they’re not down before I get to three, you’re going to wish they were. One…”
“I’m sorry, Daddy!” I grabbed my panties in a panic and started to quickly slide them down my hips.
“Two…” His tone got firmer.
“They’re down!” I pulled my hands away once they were past the curve of my ass.
“Good girl—you’re learning.” He patted my ass.
Now I have to beg…
“Daddy…” I exhaled sharply and swallowed my next whimper. “Please spank me…”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
There was a definite difference in the way it felt to get spanked with my panties and without them. The sting was more intense—and after a few hard smacks landed on my ass—it started to burn. A strange feeling began to come to life inside me. I had never felt more vulnerable or more exposed, but the spanking was like an emotional release valve. It connected with my subconscious, and a rush of emotions I hadn’t felt in years began to surface. The need to be independent and strong just melted away. I embraced my vulnerabilities—my fears—the pain was like a key turning a rusted lock that had always needed the right amount of force to unlock—but that strength didn’t exist within me until the pain sent endorphins coursing through my veins.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow! Ouch!” A sob echoed in my throat.
“Are you going to be a good girl now?” Corbin landed a hard smack in the center of my ass.
“Yes Daddy!” I jerked on his knee and squealed.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
I was tempted to use the safe word, but I couldn’t force myself to say it. The spanking was sending my thoughts into a tailspin—the pain was breaking walls I didn’t know I had. Tears formed in the corner of my eyes and then they streamed down my face. Corbin’s hand started to slow down—a few more smacks landed, and then there was silence except for the light sob that echoed in my throat.
Corbin pulled me up into his arms and squeezed me tight. I buried my face in his shirt and let the rest of the emotions spill. That lasted for nearly twenty minutes before I finally felt my heartbeat slow down. Once the emotions had been emptied from my thoughts, I felt like I was staring at a blank slate. There were no troubles in front of me—no lingering worry in the back of my thoughts. It was just—tranquil. In the midst of that tranquility, a new need began to form. It was so intense that it made me shake before I realized what it was—I needed more than just a spanking from my Daddy. I was ready to be his in every way.
“I need you to take me upstairs.” I lifted up from his shoulder and purred into his ear. “Please…”
“You don’t have to ask me twice.” He tightened his grip and started to stand.
Our lips met before we even got to the first step. I wasn’t just ready for him to take my virginity—my whole body was on fire. The spanking wasn’t really a turn-on in the conventional sense, but something about the emotional cleansing it brought allowed me to simply let go of everything else that was holding me back. I didn’t even have an ounce of hesitation anymore. I knew exactly what I wanted, and the man crushing my lips beneath his was everything I needed. He opened my eyes in a way nothing else had before, and every bit of clarity that came with it belonged to him—just like my innocence.
“I want to be yours.” I looked up at him as soon as he placed me on the bed.
“You already are.” A light growl echoed in his throat as he pulled my panties the rest of the way off and started tugging at my t-shirt. “You were mine the moment you decided to climb that fence.”
“Which time?” I exhaled sharply.
“Both.” He narrowed his eyes and immediately started to remove my bra once my t-shirt was on the floor. “Now I’m going to show you just how much I’ve wanted this since the first time I laid eyes on you.”
Corbin forced my legs apart and started kissing my inner thighs. His tongue was like a tornado as it swirled against my skin and it didn’t stop swirling until it reached my clit. I grabbed the back of his head with both hands when his tongue made a quick rotation around the hard knot that formed. I quickly began to realize that the spanking may have turned me on more than I realized. My pussy was wet, and my clit was so sensitive that I could barely stand the way it reacted to his tongue. He pushed a finger against the entrance of my pussy and started to gently thrust while his tongue made my whole body quiver. Goosebumps spread across my skin, and I started to moan.
“Oh god, Daddy—that feels good!” I dug my nails into his scalp.
His tongue didn’t slow down—it actually started to get f
aster. His finger pushed into me until it was against my hymen and settled into a rhythmic thrust that didn’t go deep enough to tear the veil of my innocence. A pressure started to build up inside me. It was way more intense than what I felt when I masturbated. I felt my muscles getting tight, and they clenched as he kept his tongue moving. I sputtered my words as I begged and pleaded for him to keep going. He answered me by squeezing a hand tight on my thigh, and the tip of his tongue strummed against my clit each time it rolled in a quick circle.
“I’m gonna come!” I threw my head back, and a loud gasp rushed from my throat.
My whole body seized up as the orgasm took control—then there was a release that felt like someone had yanked my soul straight out of my body. My pussy spasmed on his finger. Pleasure surged from my clit to every nerve ending in my body. It even felt like the hairs on my head were standing on end. I orgasmed so hard the room spun, and I had to close my eyes to keep from getting motion sickness. Corbin made his tongue move faster when the orgasm peaked, and that peak was absolutely magical. I had never felt anything that intense before. I felt so high that I wouldn’t have been surprised to open my eyes and see clouds. I stayed trapped in that moment for the longest minutes of my life before the orgasm finally began to fade.
“Holy shit…” My hands fell away from his head, and I forced my eyes open.
“This is Daddy’s pussy.” He slowly withdrew his finger. “And it’s going to come for me so many fucking times tonight.”
“Anything you want, Daddy…” I exhaled sharply.
I don’t know if my mind would have been able to process the orgasm the way that it had without the emotional cleansing that the spanking gave me. It was just a total blank slate for him to paint with bliss. Corbin rose up between my thighs and started to strip off his clothes. His cock was hard and thick—ready to claim my pussy for the very first time. He forced my legs apart and guided his cock to my wetness. It hurt when he started to penetrate me, but I felt my body reacting to him. My pussy stretched around his girth as he pushed deeper—and then he was against my hymen. He pulled back and gave me a couple of gentle thrusts—followed by one that was hard enough to shatter the thin membrane. I felt a sting as soon as he broke through it, but I couldn’t focus on it. The pleasure from my orgasm left me coursing with endorphins that numbed the pain.
“You are mine now.” He pushed his cock deeper. “No matter what—mine.”
“Yes…” I nodded quickly.
I could understand how some women would have a negative reaction to his intense passion, but it was exactly what I needed. Those words meant everything to me. I would have never been able to give myself to someone unless I believed it was real. I didn’t have to worry about the doubt or uncertainty with Corbin. He was a man who knew what he wanted—what he needed—and he didn’t need a lifetime to decide that I was his. I didn’t need one either. His secret—his hidden desires—they pulled me in and awakened something incredible. I couldn’t deny it, nor did I want to. I was right where I belonged.
“You feel so fucking good.” He leaned forward, and his lips teased my neck. “I can’t wait for your tight pussy to come for me again.”
“I’ll come for you as many times as I can.” I moaned and exhaled sharply.
The endorphins from my first orgasm started to wear off once Corbin got about half of his cock buried in my virgin pussy. I became a lot more aware of the pain that came with being stretched for the first time, but there was a sensation of pleasure that was starting to build. He gave me gentle thrusts that built up to a hard one, went a little deeper, then returned to the gentle thrusts. I was always scared of sex—mainly because Daniella shared her first experience with me and it wasn’t pleasant, but Corbin seemed to be taking really good care of me. He was holding back when he needed to, but I could see the desire for more in his eyes.
“You don’t have to go slow.” I leaned forward and purred into his ear. “Punish me, Daddy.”
“This isn’t punishment.” He growled his response. “But if you want me to fuck you harder, then I will.”
Corbin started to drive his cock into me faster and with a lot more ferocity. My body tensed up when I felt the first couple of thrusts, but my body adjusted. He kept the same rhythm as before, but he switched between hard thrusts that made me ache and harder thrusts that made me quiver. They got faster as he pushed his way deeper, and after several minutes, I finally felt him go as deep as he could. Our bodies came together, and he left himself buried inside me until I adjusted to his girth. His thrusts picked up again, and the ache was quelled. I felt pleasure and euphoria coursing through my body. My g-spot roared to life—or at least that’s what I assumed it was based on the stories I heard—because there was a burst of bliss each time he drove his cock into me.
“Don’t stop, Daddy,” I purred and felt my heart beating in my ears.
“I’m not going to stop until I explode inside you,” he growled louder than before. “But that isn’t going to happen until I make you come so many fucking times you never forget that you’re mine.”
Corbin kept thrusting, and the pressure the preceded the eruption of ultimate bliss began to build up inside me. My g-spot was reacting to every single one of those marvelous thrusts. His cock throbbed each time it went deep, which enhanced the pleasure I felt. My moans got louder as the pressure built, and I could tell that I was getting really close to an orgasm. It felt so good that I wanted to try and hold onto that feeling as long as possible, but I just couldn’t manage to do it. There was no way to control it with his cock hammering my pussy that hard. My muscles started to tighten up, and I dug my nails into his shoulders. I pulled him close until my lips were against his neck—then I kissed my way to his ear.
“I’m gonna come for you Daddy…” My head rolled back. “Oh god!”
My mouth opened wide, and the pressure released. A loud gasp rushed from my throat, and the pleasure surged through my veins. Corbin didn’t slow down. The orgasm ripped through my body, my pussy started to spasm on his length, and I felt every single throb as his cock got its first taste of my bliss. The pleasure sent so many endorphins rushing through me that I thought I was going to overdose on them. My head spun, my eyes went out of focus, and then the orgasm really started to peak. Having him drive his cock deep inside my pussy without a hint of slowing down made the peak last—and build beyond what I previously believed was the highest point. The pleasure finally started to fade, but the pressure built again—faster than before.
“Keep going—oh god—I’m gonna come again!” My nails dug into his skin, and I nearly screamed.
“Show me how much you love my cock,” he growled into my ear.
I tried to say something in response, but the orgasm took over, and my throat closed except for the moans. I spasmed on his length for the second time—and before I even knew what was happening, another orgasm built on top of the second one. I was lost in ultimate bliss and could taste heaven on my hurried breaths. Corbin had set off a chain reaction of orgasms that I couldn’t even dream of controlling. They ripped through my body—each one more intense than the one before it. He drove his cock deep inside me and kept them going until my muscles were so weak, I couldn’t even move.
“Now I’m going to show you how good this fucking feels to me.” He shifted his weight and started to hammer me harder.
I felt Corbin’s cock throbbing—then pulsating. His thrusts started to get erratic, and they were driven into my pussy so hard that the bed felt like it was shifting on the hardwood floor. Corbin’s head rolled back, and a primal roar echoed with him, followed by a growl—then he erupted inside me. Cum flooded my pussy, and the feeling brought one final orgasm to life. My pussy spasmed on his length while he unloaded his seed into my pussy. He kept thrusting until every drop was drained, and my last orgasm subsided. He slowly withdrew, moved to the side, and crashed into the mattress beside me. I was exhausted, but I used one final ounce of energy to roll over into his arms.
Chapter Sixteen
Corbin
A few hours later
I didn’t know what to expect when I put Chloe over my knee. I wasn’t sure if she would use the safe word before her panties even came down or stay in position until the spanking was over. The former wouldn’t have surprised me, but the latter definitely did. She didn’t even make me to stop when the spanking brought her to tears, which was a little further than I intended to take it the first time she was on the receiving end of discipline. The spanking turned into an emotional release valve for her, but once those emotions had been spilled, it brought something new to the surface—a need to be mine in every way. I didn’t hesitate when those words left her lips—I simply brought her to my bed and claimed her innocence.
Now she’s in my arms and that’s where she’s going to stay.
We were both too exhausted to move once we had our first taste of shared passion. I could have dug down and forced it if I had to, but there was no need. The only place I wanted to be was next to the woman that had nestled her way into my heart when I least expected it. She was an interesting match for the Daddy Dom inside me—I didn’t even have to wait for her to do something wrong to offer discipline and guidance. She brought all of that with her and even made a list so that all of the things from her past could be addressed. She was beautifully submissive, even if it took her a while to open up that side of her soul.
“I have to get up.” Chloe rolled over in my arms and stretched her back.
“Do you need something? I can get it for you.” I pressed my lips to her forehead.
“I have to go home,” she groaned.
“Why?” I raised my eyebrows.
“It’s hard enough for me to make it to work on time from my apartment—your house is a lot further,” she sighed. “Plus, I need to throw my uniform in the washer.”