by Karen Nappa
"What are you doing?"
She startled, let out a small shriek, and replied breathlessly, "N-nothing."
Derek crossed the room in a couple of firm strides and sat down on the bed beside her. He placed a hand at the other side of her body, effectively trapping her in the confines of her comforter.
"Nothing, huh?" She shook her head against the pillow. "Good girls don't lie to their Daddies. How about an honest answer?"
She showed a cute little pout, and he fought the urge to kiss her. A Dom worth his salt wouldn't give in to an impulse and reward what was basically topping from the bottom.
His silence worked, and she answered, "Touching myself, Daddy."
"Where?"
She squirmed, but he didn't give her room to wiggle. "On my special place, Daddy."
"Say it, baby."
"The one between my legs."
"Not good enough, precious."
She groaned, "My clitoris."
"Now, was that so hard?"
He pulled off the covers, revealing her naked body. She smelled of a citrusy beauty product, and he wanted to bite her juicy ass. Focus! "If your little clit needs some attention, Daddy is happy to give it to you. Roll over, baby, and keep those legs spread wide."
"But, Daddy, if I do that, you can see my private place."
He smiled at her playful tone. "Oh, yes, baby girl. I'm going to cuff you to the bed and look at your gorgeous pussy, and then I'm going to give it my fullest attention." He kissed her soft belly before making efficient work of tying her spread-eagled to the bedposts. What a bounty!
He turned away from the bed and rummaged through his toy bag. With disposable alcohol wipes, he cleaned the toys and placed them beside Sonja on the bed. She was straining her neck to see, but he put his choices too close to her body.
"Now, what should I do to you?" She didn't answer but released a small whimper. "That's right. I'll do to you whatever I want!"
Derek took his sweet time, caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples. Sonja made needy little sounds that evolved into soft moans as he pressed the big globes together and nuzzled and kissed the sensitive valley between them. Her nipples had elongated, and he admired the dark brown, turgid points. When he was done, they would be even plumper.
Derek bent down to pick up the first cup and placed it over her nipple. He tested the fit and switched to the next size up. He attached the pump and started the suction. His gaze went from the clear cup, now half full with her nipple, to her face and back. He kept the sucking going until two-thirds of the glass were filled with her flesh. He stroked her face.
"How does it feel?"
"Good." She frowned. "Well, strange, but in a good way."
"Perfect."
He gave her other side the same treatment.
"How are your arms and shoulders? No pain or strain?"
"No, Sir."
With a flick of his fingers, he jostled the cups, and she gasped. Next, Derek picked up the pussy pump and placed it over her opening. He wiggled it a bit to make sure all was covered and engaged the pump. The device hummed, and Derek looked in pleasure as it plumped up her labia and elongated her clit. By the time he fucked her, she would be puffy and tight.
Derek crawled back up her body and looked her in the eyes. Her usually dark gaze seemed black now, her pupils wide. He took his time kissing her, holding her face between his hands. He wanted to strip away all her control until he reached to her core. When he overwhelmed her senses, she would let her guard down, but he longed for that complete surrender while she had control over all her faculties. True submission was given freely and willingly.
Sonja's whimper had him concentrating on the task at hand. He checked the cups and tightened the pussy pump until her toes were curling and her breath was coming in short pants from her lips. Derek released the first nipple from its cup and suckled on the tender and puffy tip. She moaned and arched her back. Derek released her from his mouth and admired the puffed-up tissue. At least twice its normal size and much darker than before, it stood proudly, begging to be touched. He blew air over it and chuckled at her involuntary jerk. Derek disengaged the other cup and laved her left nipple with attention until Sonja was clutching the ropes that bound her to the bed in her fists.
"Let's see how your pussy is doing, hmm?"
Derek shut down the pump and wiggled the seal free. The pump had pulled her tissue up and out, and he stroked around her opening reverently. Her pink folds glistened with moisture and made a beautiful contrast with the dark skin surrounding them, a beautiful flower and his for the picking. He allowed himself a small taste, licking her from her anus up to her big and begging clit. Her legs muscles tightened as she tried to press into his face. She was ready and desperate to come!
Derek buried his face between her thighs and sucked her clit in his mouth. He reamed her entrance with one finger and pumped in, enjoying her moans of pleasure. Derek added a second finger, reveling at the tightness the pump had created. He twisted his hand and searched for the spongy tissue of her G-spot. With nimble fingers Derek manipulated the first orgasm from her body. As she relaxed on a shuddering exhalation, he let up the pressure, but he didn't stop his ministrations. In less than a minute, Sonja started to tighten again, and he increased his efforts. He concentrated on the spot inside her and giving her clit light stimulation as a counterpoint to his demanding fingers.
Sonja let out a panicked sound, "I need to go to the bathroom."
"No, you don't. You're going to squirt for me."
"What, no." She panicked. "Red, yellow, I—"
Derek released her cuffs and pulled her up against him. "Shh, baby girl." Sonja trembled, but to his relief, she snuggled into his warmth.
When she relaxed in his hold, he asked, "What set you off?"
"Water sports is a hard limit for me."
He frowned. "I know."
"Then why would you try to let me pee on the bed?"
"What?"
"You tried to have me squirt."
"So?" It then dawned on him. "You think you'd squirt urine?"
"Um, yes." He barely held his chuckle at the disdain in her tone.
"Baby, the fluid you ejaculate isn't urine."
"But I have to pee." She was so damn cute.
"Okay, let's try it this way. You're going to empty your bladder now, and I'll prepare the bed. When you get back, we'll try again. You won't have to worry about urinating with an empty bladder."
Sonja nodded shyly. "Okay, Daddy." She exited the bed, and Derek pulled off the comforter. With efficient movements, he covered the underside of the bed with his plastic sheet for wax play. He assessed the bed and stroked his beard. The plastic wouldn't be comfortable to lie on for his baby girl. Sonja flushed the toilet, and he could hear water from the tap running, indicating she was washing her hands. He had about a minute before she came back. He opened the dresser and pulled out a big fluffy towel. Better!
Soft footsteps indicated the return of his baby girl, and he turned to pull Sonja into a big hug.
Derek looked down in her sweet face and smiled. "Ready?"
She nodded. "Back to green, Daddy."
Derek helped her down on the bed and refastened her cuffs. He made a disapproving sound. "Your nipples need more attention."
He stroked the backs of his hands against the jutted peaks, and Sonja's arms jerked. Derek bent his head down and sucked the left nub in his mouth as he caressed the right one. He alternated between hard sucks with soft strokes and sweet licks with nasty pinches. Sonja was very responsive to nipple play, and her breathing increased and the air puffed from her mouth with sexy sounds of pleasure and surrender. Music to his ears!
While keeping up the breast play, his other hand snaked down and found her wet and quivering pussy. The tissue still affected from the pussy pump, he had no problem finding her swollen clit. He encircled the pleasure button and wiggled the hood. That move elicited a long, deep moan from Sonja, so he repeated the action. He smil
ed against her breast and looked up at her face. She had squeezed her eyes shut, and her mouth was gaping open. Her head was tilted back in her passion, which exposed her neck. The sight of her triggered a primal and possessive response from him, and he lifted himself to suckle on her neck. She squirmed, but with his body weight half on top of her and tied down, she wasn't going anywhere.
"My baby girl, my body, my precious," he growled, not in the least fazed that he sounded like a caveman. Derek worked down her body, trailing kisses and small nips all over her breast and belly before he reached her dewy cunt. Fuck, she smelled divine, like woman and sex and his. He licked the petals of her sex and was rewarded with a lift of her pelvis and a long, drawn, "Please, Daddy!"
She was ready!
With care, Derek worked first one, then two and, finally, three fingers inside her squeezing cunt. Copious amount of fluids had already gathered in her hot pussy. He teased her sensitive spot with soft and fast licks of his tongue. Derek turned his hand and stroked her G-spot with insistence, fingers in a 'come here' gesture as if he was beckoning her squirting orgasm. Give it all to me, baby girl. Not lifting his head to speak the words, he mentally willed her to comply. Sonja stilled, and Derek wiggled the hood of her clit with his tongue. On a cry, Sonja let go, and Derek lapped at the burst of sweet liquid squirting from her entrance. As her shudders subsided and she went limp, Derek made quick work of releasing her and pulled her into his arms. After she slumbered for several minutes there, Sonja opened sleepy eyes and smiled up at him.
"How are you feeling, baby girl?"
"Like overcooked noodles."
Derek chuckled. "Happy, overcooked noodles?"
"Happy, satisfied, and content noodles." Sonja nodded solemnly. She pushed a bit back, so she could look him in the face. "Sorry I freaked out on you."
"Nothing to feel sorry about, baby girl. I was glad you used your safeword and we had the chance to talk about it."
She looked around before returning her gaze to his. "Did I do it?"
"Oh, yes, precious." Derek hugged her closer to him. "You gave it up so sweetly. I'm so proud of you."
"Oh." She scrunched her nose in an adorable way and sighed. "You know, I never expected to enjoy the things we do, but…" Derek didn't dare to breath while he waited for her to finish. Sonja sighed again and locked eyes with him. "… I like the sex and the age play, Daddy. I love being your baby girl." She kissed him and pulled back to whisper against his lips, "I love you, Daddy Derek."
Finally embracing who and what she was, Sonja found her happiness in the arms of a Daddy Dom. His dick was hard and throbbing, but he could wait. They had a lifetime together. He wasn't letting Sonja go, and he would show her every day from now on how he cherished his precious baby girl!
Thank you for visiting Club Indigo. We hope you liked your stay with us. If it was your first visit, please check out our other titles as well. Curious about them? If you continue reading, you'll find three juicy excerpts from the previous titles.
Trapped
Club Indigo - Book One
Neither was looking for love, much less for forever. But when a tornado traps them in a laundromat, one night together just isn't enough.
In Trapped , Laura meets James when a tornado traps them in a laundromat. As abruptly as they are thrown together, they are ripped apart until they meet again at a munch. Read what happens when Laura agrees to a relationship and James shows her what being deprived of something you really want feels like.
"Wait, what punishment?!"
He chuckled. "I love your wide-eyed, helpless look. Your punishment for running away and not communicating with me. I think I'm going to enjoy this a lot more then you will."
He bent and picked up lube and a big wand with a round head. He spread some lube on her clit. Fuck, that was cold. The wand came buzzing to life. Without preamble, he put the wand down on her exposed pussy, and the low humming and buzzing coursed through her lower body. Damn, that thing was potent. Her own vibrator had nothing on it. Faster than she thought possible, an orgasm started to build in her body, and then all the sensations fell away. She opened her eyes. She hadn't been aware she had closed them. As her eyes focused, a devilish grin spread across James' face. The next thing, her pussy stretched as he was pushing a dildo deep inside her. He didn't move it, only letting it fill her, and the wand came in contact with her clit once again. Somehow, the vibrations were different this time, deeper.
"As you can feel, this wand has different settings. I believe there are twelve. When we're finished, I want you to tell me which ones you liked and didn't like and why."
On this setting, her orgasm built faster, and again, when it was within reach, he pulled away the wand. Laura whined in frustration. He was torturing her, denying her the orgasm. "You, you—" she began.
With a sharp slap on her thigh, he said, "I want to remind you to speak politely to me so as not to add any further punishments to the one you've already earned."
She gritted her teeth, but her eyes were shooting daggers at him.
He threw his head back and laughed out loud. "You're such a delight."
He bent down for the next item and produced a small butt plug. Her eyes grew wide when recognition dawned. He smeared a dollop of lube on his index finger and started to spread it between her ass cheeks and into her puckered hole. With the dildo in her pussy and her clit still tingling from the vibrator, the forbidden feeling was oddly erotic. His finger left, and a hard, cold object was pushing at her entrance. She clenched her buttocks reflexively. Unfazed, James picked up the wand, chose the next setting, and pressed the thing into her clit again. She moaned and, the next moment, felt the butt plug slip into place.
You are such a sneaky bastard , she thought.
"Nope, my parents had been married for over three years when I was born." He reacted with a grin.
Damn and blast, had she said that out loud?
By the time James was at setting eight, she was sobbing. She had been going from steaming mad to sad and felt almost crazy with wanting. Relief was so close, but she couldn't reach what she wanted and needed. A lightbulb went on in her head. This is how he must have felt when he couldn't reach her. She had hurt him by running away. She had made a man who craved control feel helpless.
"I'm so sorry I ran from you. I shouldn't have done it. But I was so s-scared," she sobbed.
He quickly removed the restraints and settled on the bed with her in his arms.
"It's all right, honey," he rumbled. "That's what I wanted you to understand. You deprived us both with your fear."
"I realize that now. At first, I was mad at what you were doing, but then it hit me. To see something that you want and not be able to reach it, it must have been something like what you felt."
He kissed her on top of her head. "Precisely. That's the lesson I wanted you to learn. Now, we didn't discuss the settings, but I have a fair hunch about which one suits you the best."
With those words, James switched the wand onto the second setting and made her come twice with it.
By the time she was aware of her surroundings again, James had covered himself with a condom and was looming over her. As Laura's eyes blinked into focus, he smiled down at her and pressed at her entrance. Her pussy was all puffed up from the punishment and the two orgasms he had given her, and she still had a butt plug up her ass, so James had to work his way inside her. Although she was wet, the stretch was uncomfortable at first and she lay panting beneath him. As he moved back and forth with measured strokes, his dick became wet with her juices and the glide became easier. As soon as he was seated to the hilt, he stilled and took her mouth in a languid kiss. Invaded in every way, she melted into the mattress.
Trusted
Club Indigo - Book Two
She was supposed to trust him with her body and heart, but he didn't trust her with his past.
Book two in the Club Indigo series centers around Laura's sister, Suzie, and Scottish sadist, Connor. After some kinky
meetings at the club, Connor takes Suzie to the bedroom in his home.
Vanilla sex?" she asked with big eyes, and he chuckled.
Connor walked into his bedroom. Vanilla? The woman was in for a surprise! He kept walking until he reached the bed and lay her down on it. He followed her with his body and pushed up her T-shirt, exposing her belly and nibbling on the flesh. He pushed the shirt higher and over her breasts, narrowing his eyes as he took in her cotton beige bra. The only good thing about it was its front clasp. He took hold of the offending material with a practiced twist and unhooked it. Suzie assisted him by pulling her arms out of the shirtsleeves and bra-straps. He halted her when she started to pull the shirt over her head and took her hands in his. With little effort, he bound her arms with the Velcro cuffs dangling from his headboard.
"Color?" he asked simply.
Suzie looked up with calm eyes and replied with a clear voice, "Green, Sir."
He kissed her, and she tried to follow him when he eased away too soon for her liking, only to be halted by the bondage.
He smiled and said, "Good," as he pulled the fabric from her T-shirt over her eyes, using it as a blindfold.
Connor sat back and examined her—arms bound, naked from the waist up, sight taken away. He liked what he was seeing, but it wasn't enough. He focused his attention on her lower half. He tugged open the button of her jeans and slowly lowered her zipper, revealing cotton boy shorts. Although some might have called them cute, he preferred her in lace and silk or no undies at all.
"Lift yer arse," he ordered, and as she complied, he pulled down both the jeans and the panties. He tossed them aside then stripped off her socks and picked up the spreader bar he pulled out from under the bed. He used it to bind her ankles wide apart.
"Still green?"
"Yes, Sir." Her voice had become huskier and lower.
He remembered how she had sounded the last time they'd played. Maybe he could make her lose her voice altogether this time?
