Kinky, Rough & HARD: 10 Story Collection & BDSM Box Set Bundle Anthology: (Spankings, Bondage, Humiliation, Domination & Submission)

by Harley Jane Meadows

  I stroke him… and stroke him… I lick up the side of his shaft, and he hisses in a breath. He’s rock hard, all over again.

  I want to take him to the absolute edge, this time. I grin, and kiss the tip of his head. I take Devon’s cock in my mouth, and suck on him. He cries out. “Lisaaaaa!! Fuck that feels good. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop baby, I’m so close!”

  Just as he’s trembling again, just as the muscles in his legs are about to vibrate right out of his skin, I stop. I let go of him with my mouth, and lift myself off his cock. His cock is beet red, and absolutely trembling. The veins going up the side of his shaft are throbbing. He’s a warm breath away from coming.

  “AAaaaahhh! Lisa! Please, baby. I’m begging you. I’m begging you I need this, baby. Please let me come. Please let me come!”

  I’m dizzy. I pick up the vibrator, and tease my pussy with it again. It sends new waves of pleasure humming up my pussy. I grin as I slide the vibrator inside my lips. I lie down on my side, and pinch my nipple.

  I watch Devon, almost bouncing out of his skin, he wants me so bad. “Ladies first,” I moan. He cries out in frustration. I push the vibrator deeper inside my pussy, before I pull it all the way out. I bring it right up to my clit, and press it there.

  I’m so close. I’m so close. I’m so close, baby… I squeal, as I come again. I can’t take it. I can’t…

  I moan out loud, losing myself in the the orgasm. I feel a splash of wetness slip out of my pussy, drenching the vibrator, my hand, the bedspread. I squirt all over my hand as I come, and I don’t care. It feels too good to care about anything and I—

  I lose it.

  I crash down on the bed, and just savor the climax, bursting little lights in my brain.

  When I come back down to earth, I see Devon, looking like he’s about to wet himself. “Baby, I can’t take it anymore. I can’t. You win. I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll never come first again. But baby please, I have to. I have to. Please baby, let me come!”

  I stay on my side, and reach out to take his cock in my hand. I smile at him. “That’s all I wanted to hear, baby.”

  I stroke him. I stroke his cock and I squeeze just that little bit, and I rub my thumb right under his most sensitive spot. Devon screams out loud. His cum leaps from his cock, splashing down in hot, pearly spurts on my hand, on his cock, on his thigh. He keeps shouting. His cock buckles in my hand, and he lets loose with another splash of milky white cum.

  I keep stroking him like that, nice and slow, letting his cum dribble down our skin. He’s collapsed onto his back, taking long, gasping breaths. “Thank you baby. Thank you. Oh god, I thought I’d never come again. Oh god. That was incredible.”

  I smile to myself. It looks like I may be able to train this boy, after all…

  CHAPTER NINE

  Trembling For More, Daddy

  I’ve had a long, hard week at the office. I’m a paralegal at a law firm in town, and the new partner has been pushing us extra hard, lately. It means a lot of twelve hour days. It’s exhausting. Thankfully, the end of the week has finally come, and I get to go home, kick off my shoes, and be Daddy’s Little Girl.

  I open the door to the apartment, and I’m surprised. My boyfriend works at home, and it’s his night to cook… but there’s nothing on. I don’t hear his music, which is usually on when he’s in the kitchen. I don’t smell anything on the stove. All I see is Daddy, sitting on the couch.

  I walk over to him, and he’s using his hundred-yard stare, gazing off into space. He’s distracted. I can tell. He just hasn’t been his usual self, this week.

  “Hey.” He snaps out of it with a sharp breath, and looks up at me.

  “Oh, hi. Sorry, baby.”

  I set down my briefcase, and join him on the couch. “You okay, hon?” I nestle in under his arm, and put my hand on his chest.

  “Yeah, I think so.” His voice is far from his usual chipper sounding tone.

  “I’m not convinced,” I say before I kiss him. “What’s going on?”

  Daddy lets out a sigh, and puts his hand on my lap. “I’m sorry, hon. I don’t know. I’ve just been so distracted lately.”

  I stroke his cheek. “Well. We take care of each other, don’t we?” He sits up on the couch a little. “You’ve been working really hard lately. Why don’t you tell me how your little girl can make it better?”

  He looks at me, and I can see the hunger growing in his eyes. “Mm. Now that you mention it…”

  He grabs me, and pulls me into his lap. “Oh!” He slides his hand up my thigh. I’m wearing my black skirt suit. I love how it hugs my hips— what little there is to them. I’ve always been kind of slight.

  Daddy runs his hands up my sides, and squeezes me. He kisses me with more of that hunger, and bites my lip. “Oh!” I cry. I pull back. “Why so rough?”

  He takes a deep breath, and shakes his head. “I don’t know, baby. I guess I just feel like being rough right now, is all.”

  My Daddy and I have a wonderful relationship. We’ve been living together for the past six months, and we’ve gotten to know each other’s patterns pretty well. My Daddy is attentive, and caring, and thoughtful. But clearly, he needs to let off a little steam.

  We have very clear rules about what is and isn’t okay, when we play together. And he’s been especially good to me lately, which is why I want to reward him with something special.

  I kiss him on the lips, cupping his face in my hands. He takes my hands in his own, and squeezes them.

  “You’re so good to me, Princess. So here’s what I’m going to do.” Oh goody. “I’m going to draw you a nice, hot bath, and you’ll make yourself all clean for me.”

  I nod emphatically. I love it when he pampers me. He leans in and whispers in my ear. “Then I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you as hard as I want.”

  He’s getting hard already, with me sitting in his lap. I pivot my hips a little, grinding on his erection. He looks at me like I just told him it was his birthday. “Really? You’d do that for me?”

  He licks my cheek. “Absolutely. After all… you wanna be my good little girl.”

  ~~~

  Daddy does what he promised. He draws me a lovely hot bubble bath. I take off my heels, my suit, my blouse. I’m down to my bra, my panties, and my stockings. I go to hang up my suit. Daddy puts his hand on mine.

  “Don’t worry about it, hon. It’s my job to take care of you, after all. I’ll straighten up.”

  I sigh a happy little sigh. He kisses my neck, my shoulder. He unfastens my bra, and slips his fingers under the waistband of my panties. A whisper of fabric, and I’m standing there naked, but for my stockings.

  I bend over, running the stocking down my leg. I brush my ass against Daddy’s groin. He’s hard, in his slacks. I repeat the motion again, with my other stocking. I stand up and turn around. “Mm. Thanks, Daddy.”

  I leave him there, hard and ready, as I go into the bathroom.

  The bathtub is brimming with bubbles. He used my favorite scented oil, too. He really does know how to spoil me. I slip into the bath. It’s perfect.

  I scrub my skin, nice and slow. I work up a lather with my soap. The hot water feels wonderful on my pussy. I let out a slow sigh, as I tease at my lips. Mmm…

  I don’t want to keep Daddy waiting, but at the same time, I love taking some time just for me. I bring a handful of bubbles up to my chest, and my tiny, pert breasts. I trace my warm, wet fingers around my small, strawberry-pink nipples. They get hard at the attention. Mmm…

  I slip down into the bath. My knees rise up as I slink down, and the warmth slips right up to my jaw. It’s heaven.

  Eventually, I finish my bath. I rise up and towel myself off. My skin is all bright and pink from the warm water. I step in front of the sink, and wipe the fog away from the mirror.

  Standing there is a lithe young woman, all of 24. She’s got long brown hair, strong shoulders, and a slender figure. Her breasts are
small, but firm. Her tummy is flat, and her skin is positively shimmering.

  I towel myself off, cinch the towel around my chest, and step into the bedroom… where Daddy is waiting for me.

  Daddy stands by the bed. He’s still dressed, in his button-down shirt and his charcoal slacks. I see that he’s hung up my suit with care. The bed is made, the bedspread is pulled taut… and there’s a pair of black leather shackles sitting on the bed.

  “Oh! Are those for me, Daddy?” I ask.

  He nods, and starts unbuttoning his shirt. He beckons for me to come closer. I put my hands on his jaw, and coax him into a kiss. He grunts a little noise when our lips part. I finish unbuttoning his shirt for him. He has his hands on my shoulders now, squeezing me.

  I untuck his shirt for him. He takes a step back, and pulls it off. “Were you a good girl? Did you wash everywhere?”

  I nod. I want to please him… He steps up and grabs the towel, cinched around my chest. He pulls down hard on it, and it flaps away in his hand. I take a breath of surprise. The sudden flash of cold air on my flesh makes me break out in goosebumps. My nipples are hard…

  “I’ll have to check,” he says, dropping the towel on the floor. “Turn around.”

  I do as he says. His hand slips up under my hair, and grabs me by the neck. He pushes me forward, bending me over the bed. His other hand slides down, down my back. He grabs my ass by the right cheek, and gives it a hard squeeze. “Mmmm. Squeaky clean.”

  SMACK. It comes out of nowhere! A broad, flat splash of pain hits my ass when Daddy spanks me, and I cry out. “OhhHH!”

  “You played with yourself in the bath. Didn’t you.” It’s not a question, it’s an accusation. Uh oh…

  He pushes his hand between my legs, and rubs up against my folds. “Unnn! Daddy…” He nudges my folds apart with his strong fingers, and starts stroking my lips with his hand. I’m already wet.

  He pushes his fingers inside my pussy. “UhHHH!” He pulls out of me just as quick. He turns me over against the bed, and sucks on his fingers.

  “You were definitely playing with yourself in the bath. I can taste it.”

  I give a little nod. What does it mean? What’s he going to do?

  He plants his hand on my chest, between my breasts. His fingers run over my breast, and squeeze it tight. He squeezes hard, and I moan for him. “Did you play with these, too?”

  His other hand goes back to my pussy. He pushes his thumb up between my lips, into my wet core. I moan out loud, I can’t help myself.

  “Did you?”

  I nod. “I’m… I’m sorry, Daddy. I couldn’t help it. I was thinking all about you, though..”

  He pushes me onto the bed. He leans over me, pressing his body on top of mine. His fingers slip through my hair and make a fist. He pulls hard. Fuck, I’m getting wet…

  “You’re my little girl. But I can’t have you playing with yourself when I’m not there to watch. That’s very selfish of you.”

  “I… I’m sorry, Daddy. I don’t know what I was thinking!” His thumb slides up and down my pussy, in and out. Deep and shallow. He won’t stop.

  “This is our time. It’s ours to spend together.” I nod again. He squeezes my breast, and pinches my nipple. Hard.

  I squeal. It feels too good! My insides feel like they’re filling up. I can’t stop it. This warm, wet, heavy feeling keeps building up more and more, inside my pussy. He’s getting me closer. If he keeps this up, Daddy’s going to make me come…

  He moves the hand on my tit, up to my throat. He pins me to the bed. “I decide when you get to come,” he growls. He’s breathing hard. He squeezes my throat, but I can still breathe.

  “D-daddy…”

  “Daddy what.” He keeps ramming his thumb up my pussy, over and over. I’m all gooey inside, and his hand is slick with my wetness. I feel him pushing me closer.

  “Daddy, you’re gonna make me come. I can’t—”

  “Oh am I?” he shouts. He pushes his thumb harder up into my pussy, again and again.

  He’s too strong. There’s nothing I can do! He keeps probing me over… and over… I start to squeal!

  He pushes his thumb deep inside me, and I lose it. Every muscle in me goes tight and hard. I scream!

  That warm pleasure between my hips spills over, and I come. I feel it’s delicious hot wetness lap up my insides, a happy tide of orgasm. Uuuuhhhn…

  Daddy pulls his thumb out of my pussy, and sticks it in my mouth. “Suck.” I do as he tells me, and suck his thumb. I can taste my pussy on it… I look in his eyes, he looks so serious. He presses his thumb down on my tongue, and I lick it clean.

  He pulls his thumb out of my mouth, and grabs me hard by the hips. He flips me over, so I’m face down on the bed. I see him grab the leather cuffs off the bed, and I feel him wrap them ‘round my wrists.

  He buckles them tight, but not too tight. My hands rest just above my ass. His hands squeeze my hips, hard. “Mmm… what are you going to do with me, Daddy?”

  He leans down and growls in my ear. “Whatever the fuck I want.” SMACK. He smacks my ass, good and hard. The pain explodes across my skin, and I shout. I roll my eyes back. Daddy pulls me closer to the edge of the bed. I hear him pull open a drawer at the dresser… what is he doing?

  I hear a familiar buzzing. Daddy’s gotten out my favorite toy! He rolls me over again, so I can look at him holding the vibrator.

  “You ever hear the one about the boy who was caught smoking a cigarette, so his Dad made him smoke the entire pack?”

  I nod. Daddy holds up the vibrator, and turns up the intensity. It shakes in his hand. “The principle is the same, you dirty girl.” He smiles, and rolls me back over onto my stomach.

  “Daddy…?” He grabs my hair, and pulls down hard. I shout! He forces my legs open, and rubs the humming vibrator against my pussy. I grit my teeth. It’s so intense!

  He rubs the vibrator up against my clit, and presses it there. I moan. It feels so good… he doesn’t move it around, at all. Just constant, steady pressure right to my clit. He lets go of my hair, and rubs my ass cheek gently… then Smack. I cry out.

  “That feel good, little girl?” he asks me. He presses his body against my ass. I can feel his erect cock, right through his pants. He slides the vibrator away from my clit for only a second, before bringing it right back up to my swollen bud. I moan. I moan higher.

  “Daddy… I can’t…! Daddy, you’re making me come!” It happens again. I squeal and writhe against his pressing touch, as my pussy explodes in another burst of delight. The happy chemicals in my brain are soaking my whole head, now. I’m dizzy, and the bed is spinning.

  He pulls the vibrator away from my pussy. It’s dripping with my juices. “OhhhhHhh, Daddy. Daddy that was—”

  Before I can finish my thought, Daddy slides the vibrator deep in my pussy, and leaves it there. I wriggle and writhe around on the bed. I don’t think I could resist right now if I wanted to!

  Daddy turns me over. I barely manage to lift my head. I see that he’s stripped off his clothes at last, and he climbs onto the bed with me.

  Daddy wraps his leg around my waist. He squeezes my small tit in his hand, and bites the nipple on my other breast. He licks me, nibbles on me, sucks on the flesh just under my nipple. All the while, the vibrator keeps buzzing between my thighs.

  He digs his hand into my hair again, and makes a fist. He kisses me, hungry. I can feel his cock rubbing against my stomach. It’s hard, and dripping with his pre-cum. “Ohhhh, Daddy! Please fuck me. Please fuck your little girl…”

  He presses his cheek to mine, and growls in my ear. “Not yet.”

  His hand disappears from my tit, and travels down my body. His touch disappears between my legs, and he pushes the vibrator deeper into my pussy. He pulls hard on my hair!

  Oh god! Oh god! Oh fuck, I can’t take anymore! “Daddy, please. I can’t. I can’t. You’re going to make me come all over.—”

  “That’s what I want, you dirty girl.
”

  I feel him twist the vibrator in my pussy, and I squeal. My body is shaking, harder and harder. “Oh Daddy. Oh Daddy. Oh Daddy. OhhhhHHHHHhh!!” I squeal and squeal. Daddy doesn’t stop!

  My body lets go and I squirt, hard, all over Daddy’s hand. I gush and gush as more wetness just spills out of my hot pussy. I can’t… I can’t— I can’t stop!!

  Finally, he pulls the vibrator out of my pussy. I can barely catch my breath. The whole bed is spinning. I’d float away, but Daddy’s leg is pressing down on my stomach. My heart is pounding in my chest. My legs are trembling, and I can feel the wetness leaking down my thighs, and the bedspread.

  Daddy puts his lips to my ear. “Now I’m going to fuck you.”

  Daddy pulls me up the bed. He crawls between my legs, and puts his hands on my thighs. I’m raw at this point. Every slight touch feels so much more, right now.

  Daddy pats me on the cheek. “Open your eyes, baby girl. Look at Daddy.” I do as he tells me. He takes his hard, dripping cock, and presses it to my swollen red lips. He pushes inside me. I moan.

  “Ohh, Daddy…”

  He puts his hand on my tit, and squeezes. He pushes deeper into my pussy, and starts to pump me. I want the bed to just pull me down into it, and never let me go.

  Daddy pins me to the bed with his cock, and keeps on pushing into me, over and over. He drives deep inside me, and again. He takes my throat in his hand, and squeezes me. I can still breathe, but I love his strong hands on me…

  He keeps riding me, over and over. He leans down and puts my breast in his mouth, and sucks hard on my nipple. He bites my flesh, and the sting is heaven.

  “Harder, Daddy. Harder.” He penetrates me with his cock, and pushes himself as deep as he’ll go. He lets go of my throat, only to take me by the hips and start pulling down on me, harder and harder, slamming me against his cock.