by Maggie Ryan
“Papa…aren’t I…I mean, don’t I need to…” she began but he interrupted.
“Shh, Lucille. Practice being quiet and trust that I will take care of all that needs to be done,” he said and she flushed but nodded. She watched him open the jar he had also taken from Molly and dipped his fingers into it. Pulling his fingers from the jar, Lucy recognized it as the same salve that Molly had applied to her bottom the evening before.
“Relax, Kitten,” Lucas said as he leaned over her. Lucy did as she was told, truly relaxing when she realized he was not going to give her another spanking. She was touched by his concern for her comfort and only squirmed a bit as he began to apply the salve to her welts. Lucas did a thorough job, covering each mark with the cooling salve, smiling when he heard her small whimper of shame when his fingers dipped into the crease of her bottom to cover a welt that had found its way between her cheeks. Seeing her small bottom-hole clenched as tightly as possible despite her spread position caused his cock to swell. He ran his slick fingertip around the rim of her pucker and watched as she pressed her body down onto the pillows in an effort to remove her most private aperture from his touch.
“I don’t believe you want to be a naughty girl again, Lucille,” he said quietly. “Lift your red spanked bottom for your Papa so that I can play with your little flower.” Lucy moaned, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she obeyed the humiliating order. The words he used to describe her body, words she had never once thought about in that way, caused her blood to heat and settle directly in her sex. She moaned softly as he continued to play and knew she’d never look at another flower in the same innocent way of her childhood. When he tapped the tip of his finger directly against her bottom-hole, her arms quivered as she lifted them to hover behind her though she quickly returned them to the bed with his sharp reprimand.
“No!” Her hands gripped the bed coverings, twisting and pulling on them as Lucas allowed his finger another turn around the rim of her anus before pressing just the barest tip of one finger inside. Lucy’s deep, ragged moan filled the room, her bottom quivering slightly from the invasion. Lucas’ cock jerked at the sound and he had to suppress his own moan. He removed his finger, watched his wife relax and heard her sigh as he continued to apply the slick salve to her bottom. Her moan of earlier shame at where his finger had been soon turned into soft gasps of pleasure as the relief began to truly relax her. He made sure to cover her legs as well, her skin glistening with the cream.
Lucas straightened and wiped his fingers clean on a towel he took from the washstand. “Thank you, Papa,” Lucy said softly when her breathing returned to normal, her heart no longer pounding as it had when he had been intimately touching her bottom.
“You are welcome, Kitten,” Lucas said, his eyes drawn once more to the sight of her lovely, well-striped bottom as it lay across the pillows. Each welt seemed once more very prominent as her most recent spanking had caused them to swell. “I won’t ever hesitate to spank or switch you if I decide you need chastisement, but you always know that I love you very deeply and will try to make you as comfortable as possible when I believe the lesson well learned.” She felt her heart hitch in her chest and knew his words were truth.
“Yes, Papa,” she whispered, “I’m sorry I was so naughty that you had to switch me yesterday and…spank me today. Thank…thank you for the salve.” Her soft words of confession as well as appreciation of his care were quietly said but Lucas took them to heart. His cock was throbbing with the need for release. He took out his pocket watch and saw that they were expected in the dining car in just over a half-hour. He smiled, happy that it afforded him plenty of time in which to teach his bride another lesson in obedience as well as pleasure. He slowly removed his cock from its confinement inside his trousers and then stepped to the edge of the bed. Lucy’s eyes were closed, her arms now relaxed at her sides as she accepted the comfort from his kind treatment. He smiled again, knowing that she had expected to be placed on her knees, her mouth around his cock as she made the required penance after any spanking or paddling. The salve had released the tension in her, leaving her face soft and relaxed, her long black lashes looking even darker against her pale skin. Lucas reached out to trace her cheek with his fingertips. Lucy slowly opened her eyes as she had almost drifted into sleep from the loving attention of her husband. She began to smile up at him and then froze seeing his erection just inches from her face.
“Open your mouth, little one, and stick out your tongue,” Lucas ordered. Lucy’s head whirled as she realized what he expected.
“But…but why, Papa?” she asked, her mind trying to cope with the list of rules he was gradually teaching her. “I…I thought I didn’t have…” she paused, her face flushing with each word. “You said I make my pen…penance on my kn…knees…I…” Lucas shook his head, his cock twitching.
“It is not necessary for you to be on your knees to make your penance, Lucy. Neither is it necessary for me to spank or paddle you for you to obey my order,” he said stroking his cock with his fingers. “You belong to me and, little one, I will use your mouth or any part of your sweet body whenever I desire. Now, obey me or I shall again redden the bottom I just soothed, put you on your knees and you shall make your penance with a freshly paddled, very hot rear.” Lucy shuddered knowing he meant every word. She began to lift her head as her mouth slowly opened, the tip of her tongue appearing. Lucas shook his head.
“No, keep your cheek on the handkerchief,” he instructed even as he placed a hand at the back of her head, pressing it to the mattress. Lucy felt awkward in the position he required, not understanding how she could make a proper penance in this manner.
“Stick your tongue out further,” he ordered and when she obeyed, he watched her face turn scarlet as he held his cock in his free hand and gently began to tap the head of his cock against the surface of her tongue. He lifted his cock away and watched as she shuddered and lifted her tongue as if seeking his member. “Suckle me,” he said as he began to push his erection into her mouth. Lucy suddenly understood that he was going to take his pleasure inside her mouth without her moving her head. She felt her face burning, understanding he was demonstrating who exactly was in control. “Suckle, Kitten,” he repeated, his hand moving to her cheek, where he could easily feel the head of his cock beneath her skin. Lucy felt a rush of moisture flood her sex at his touch and closed her eyes, obeying her husband as she began to suckle the best she could, his cock feeling hot and huge in her small mouth. Lucas allowed her to suckle for a few minutes and then pushed his hips forward a bit, pushing his cock farther into her mouth. She felt the head of his cock against the back of her throat and gagged a bit, her heart beginning to race.
“Open your eyes, Lucille,” Lucas said firmly as he pulled back a bit. When she had obeyed, he continued. “You’ll learn to take all of me into your mouth. Relax your throat and learn this lesson.” Lucy’s face colored even more as she felt him press forward again. “Take a deep breath when you feel me move forward into your throat. I won’t hurt you, sweetie. Keep your tongue moving over my shaft and suckle hard. You are making your penance and must prove your contrition to Papa.” Lucy’s lips immediately tightened around him, her tongue darting as best it could in the awkward position to lave his heated skin.
“That’s my good girl,” Lucas said stroking her cheek with his finger as he moved very slowly back and forth in her mouth, her ministrations causing his cock to swell even further. He knew it would be difficult to take him in any depth, especially with the additional restrictions he had placed on her by forcing her to keep her head flat on the mattress and not able to bob it up and down his shaft. However, he would teach her gradually until the day she could obediently take his entire shaft down her throat when making her penance or simply to pleasure him in this manner. Lucy continued to concentrate on his orders and attempted to relax as he continued to use her mouth. She realized he was not going to shove his entire length into her and also realized she trusted him to tea
ch her this lesson. Lucas continued to pump in and out of her mouth and then surprised her by reaching down and placing a hand between her slightly spread legs.
“Open your legs wider; push your bottom up for me, Kitten.” She obeyed, her face flushing as she felt his fingers begin to play between her legs, her wetness making his movements easy as he slipped two fingers between the lips of her sex. “Your little quim is quite wet, Kitten,” Lucas said as his fingers entered her pussy. She moaned, her sound causing his cock to jerk inside her mouth. Lucy didn’t even realize it when she reached for him, her small fingers encircling his shaft as he moved in and out of her mouth.
“No!” Lucas said removing his fingers from her and grabbing her wrist. “I did not tell you to use your hands, Lucille. I wish only to feel your lips and tongue around my shaft.” She whimpered as he withdrew his erection from her mouth and moved to lift her off the pillows, setting her down on her feet beside the bed. Her heart hammered as she waited for him to pull her over his lap. Her husband surprised her again as he turned her from him, his fingers making quick work of the tiny buttons at the back of her dress. Once unfastened, he did not order her to lift her arms as was normal. Instead, he drew the fabric of her dress off her shoulders and then down her arms as far as possible without removing them from the sleeves. Lucy realized he was pinning her arms at her sides, using the tight sleeves to effectively bind her. She was turned back around, her breasts now covered by only a very thin chemise. Lucas quickly untied the ribbon holding the sheer fabric closed, drawing the sides apart to bare her breasts completely. Lucy shuddered as she felt her nipples tighten immediately and then gasped when her husband bent and gave each of her taut nipples a quick kiss before drawing one into his mouth and suckling hard. Lucy’s legs shook as her sex flooded with the sensation. When his mouth moved to suckle her other nipple, Lucy threw her head back, the pleasure coursing through her. Lucas lifted his mouth having felt her every reaction.
“I will teach you such pleasure, little one,” he said running a fingertip over her moist nipples. “Just as I suckle your nipples until they are swollen and hard, your little pussy dripping, I will have you suckle my cock often and will enjoy it just as much,” he said and picked her up once more, easily positioning her back over the pillows. When he pressed her head down to the handkerchief, she gasped, feeling her erect nipples rake against the fabric of the bed. Lucas smiled as he heard her gasp, reaching once more to position her legs widely apart. Once she was positioned as he desired, he stepped back to the edge of the bed.
“Open,” he said, and Lucy instantly opened her mouth, her tongue darting out to lick at the tiny slit of his cock, accepting the droplets that had begun to ooze from the head. Lucas jerked a bit at the incredible sensation before guiding his cock back into her mouth, stifling his own groan as her lips tightened around his shaft. Lucy suddenly understood that she was learning about truly pleasing her husband and that though he would use her mouth as a receptacle for his seed, it would not always be done simply as penance for her misbehavior. She swiped her tongue across the tiny slit again and heard him groan. Even though she was making a penance, she felt a surge of pleasure knowing she was able to bring him pleasure.
“That’s my good girl,” he praised and dipped his hand once more between her legs. She was soon darting her tongue all over his cock, his moans of approval causing her own body to clench with intense arousal. She felt his fingers enter her, and as he began to thrust them in and out of her body, he also began to thrust harder and faster into her mouth. Lucas heard her gag again and withdrew slightly but kept his pace steady. She didn’t attempt to pull away but made an effort to lift her head from the pillow to take him deeper into her mouth. Lucas used his free hand to press her head back to the mattress. Lucy moaned in frustration as she found the position awkward but then forgot her discomfort as Lucas used a finger to begin to circle her clitoris, the small bud swollen and pulsing with her own need. As he continued to frig her pussy, she began to buck her hips up as if wishing to be used harder.
“Be still, Kitten,” Lucas said. “Proper little girls don’t make such lewd movements when their Papas are playing between their legs.” Lucy froze, her entire body seeming to clench as she realized she was to remain absolutely still as her husband did whatever he desired to her body, despite how shamefully wanton she was feeling. She moaned deep in her throat, her body aching to move but forced to remain still as his fingers continued their play. “That’s my good girl,” Lucas said as his free hand continued to guide his cock in and out of her wonderfully sensual mouth. “This is what you should use your mouth for, giving me pleasure instead of being a naughty girl and interrupting your Papa.” Lucy felt her face grow scarlet as he continued to push into both her mouth and her sex. Her hands ached to move, to either hold her husband or at least grasp the bedclothes as her body began to spiral and tense, but the sleeves of her dress kept her effectively trapped. Despite his order, she began to squirm a bit, her nipples raking against the slightly raised surface of the damask fabric on the bed. She felt that her body would explode, but unable to ask for permission to do so, she was soon making delightful little whimpers around her husband’s cock. Lucas felt his own end approaching.
“Is my little one wishing to spend?” he asked and shuddered at her deep moan around his cock. “I know you can’t ask for permission, Kitten, not with your mouth full of your Papa’s hard cock.” Lucy felt her pussy pulse and clench at his words, the wickedness of what she was using her mouth for causing her to climb higher into ecstasy even as she suckled and licked for all she was worth. Lucas groaned himself at the intense pleasure she was giving him. “You may take your pleasure when you need,” he granted and heard her moan again and felt her pussy began to pulse under his fingers. “That’s it, Lucy. Be my good girl and come on Papa’s fingers. I want you to come really hard for me.” Lucy’s moan was almost eerie as it came from her throat and past the swollen shaft in her mouth. “Open your eyes, Lucy,” Lucas said looking down and seeing them closed again. “Open your eyes and look at Papa. I want to watch your eyes as you explode and come on my fingers that are deep inside your sweet, hot little pussy.” She opened her eyes, their violet blue color seeming to deepen as they glazed with her passion. His cock jerked hard inside her mouth as his own eyes captured hers. His voice was low, his tone husky as he gave her his order, two fingers driving hard into her.
“Come, little one, come hard for Papa as I come in your mouth.” He knew she needed to spend, knew she wanted to take her pleasure but seemed unable to do so as he stared into her eyes. He knew she wasn’t being disobedient, simply seemed incapable of allowing herself to dive off the edge of the cliff his fingers had driven her to. When her eyes began to drift closed, he was quick to respond. “Naughty! Eyes on mine!” he reprimanded her harshly. He would not allow her to hide behind her closed eyes. He wanted to watch every nuance of her explosion cross her face and see the pleasure reflected in her eyes. He also knew he would soon no longer be able to control his own release. He rearranged his fingers, slipping two back inside her pussy to stroke the surface of the slightly rough pad just inside the entrance of her quim as he moved his thumb. Without a word of warning, he thrust it hard into her bottom-hole. Lucy shrieked around his cock as her body exploded. Lucas held her head against him, his cock going into her throat, his seed spurting into her mouth as she continued to convulse around his fingers. She was lost in the world of sexual haze, his seed continuing to flood her mouth as his thumb continued to claim a place she had never considered could be used as he had just done.
“Good girl, now come again,” Lucas demanded and it didn’t take but another moment before she obeyed. She arched against his fingers as she exploded for the second time. Lucas felt the muscles of her pussy clenching his fingers hard, her little bottom flower tight as a vice around his intruding thumb, and his moan joined hers as he felt his own final eruption filling his bride’s throat with his essence. Lucy struggled to obediently s
wallow her husband’s seed as his fingers slowly continued to caress her sensitive flesh. Her entire body quaked with the intensity of the pleasure her husband’s hand had drawn from her. Lucas knew that she was attempting to take all of his seed as he felt her swallow repeatedly around his cock. However, he saw some of his seed leak from her lips and wet the handkerchief under her cheek. Lucy whimpered when he touched her cheek, her eyes once more finding his. She desperately wanted to apologize for failing him but he shook his head.
“Don’t fret, Kitten,” he said softly as he gently withdrew from her mouth. “The times you’ve made your penance before were only after I had spent inside you several times before placing you on your knees. That is why you were unable to accept all I gave you this time. You will learn how to accept every drop. You did very, very well. I shall only punish you if I feel you are attempting to disobey my order to accept all I offer you.” She felt her face heat but her heart fill with his praise. “Stay still,” he said as he stepped away from the bed. Lucy collapsed over the pillows, her body still thrumming from her pleasure, her nipples still pebbled against the mattress.
Lucas returned to the bed, a cloth in his hand. He moved her slightly to remove the soiled linen from beneath her cheek. She felt the cool cloth being run over her face, cleaning her gently.
“Thank you, Papa,” she said as he removed the cloth and bent to kiss her.
“You are welcome, Kitten,” he said before standing to move behind her. Lucy flushed as she felt the cloth being run between her legs, knowing he was washing away the evidence of her intense arousal. She felt his hand pull one of her cheeks away from its twin and froze but didn’t complain as he cleaned her bottom. Lucas shocked her once more by bending to place a kiss directly on her bottom-hole loving the short squeal that his action caused. “You will learn so much about how this little flower can bring you intense pleasure as well as discomfort when you are being punished here, Kitten,” Lucas promised as he ran his finger around the rim once more. Lucy moaned deeply, her mind torn between the intense pleasure his thumb had caused, her culmination seemingly greatly enhanced by the lewd action, and the feeling of shame at enjoying that pleasure. Lucas chuckled, knowing she was conflicted but also that she had no true idea of what he would soon be teaching her about her back passage. Standing once more, he quickly cleaned himself, rearranged his clothing and then put the soiled handkerchief and the cloth into the basin of the washstand.
