Daddy's Demands: Twenty-Five Steamy Daddy Dom Romance Novellas

by Madison Faye

  “So, she likes smut. She’s old enough to read that stuff. Christ, you sound like an overprotective father. Would do you suggest we do, lock her in a room somewhere until she’s thirty?”

  “That’s a good idea.” Reed felt like strangling his younger brother. “The stuff on here would make a practiced whore blush.”

  Ethan rolled his eyes. He swiped the device from Reed’s hand and tapped the screen. “For fuck’s sake, will you calm the hell down before you have a stroke?” It didn’t take long for Ethan’s features to switch from who the hell cares to absolute shock.

  “Holy shit, did you read any of them?”

  “I only skimmed through one or two. There has to be over two hundred stories on that thing.”

  “Hang on ‘til I open one of these suckers.” Ethan scanned the variety of titles and tapped on one. “This one sounds hot. The heroine is captured by two barbarian brothers. They keep her tied up and use her for their pleasure. Her ass is red all the time because she constantly disobeys them and they have to punish her. I’m getting horny as hell.”

  While Ethan continued reading, Reed drummed his fingers on the arm of the chair.

  “Shit, after she gets punished they both fuck her at the same time. These two are doing things I never even heard of before and that’s damn sad.” He went back to scanning the other titles. “Hmm, listen to this one. The heroine is dressed like a schoolgirl and gets sent to the principal’s office for discipline.”

  That little piece piqued Reed’s interest. He imagined Jamie in a short skirt and tight blouse bent over his desk while he spanked her ass with a ruler. His cock twitched and he shifted in his seat. “What’s she wearing?”

  “You’re a dog, you know that?”

  “Look who’s calling who a dog,” Reed admonished. “I only clicked on one or two. You’re the one skipping around looking for the juicy parts.” He thumbed his bottom lip in consternation. “You got any ideas on how to handle this?”

  “Yeah, we give her what she wants,” Ethan remarked. “Look Reed, she’s not a little girl anymore. She practically asked us to fuck her.”

  “And then what? We leave without looking back?” Reed’s voice was filled with anguish. “I don’t know about you but once I sink my cock into her sweet body I won’t be able to walk away.”

  Ethan’s happy mood switched to one of fury. “What kind of lowdown fuck do you think I am? I won’t be able to walk away either. I say we make her ours for keeps if that’s what she wants.”

  Reed nodded firmly. “I agree.”

  “Good,” Ethan said and tapped the screen again. “Here’s one titled One Hot Cop. Hmm, I wonder if our pal Jeff would be willing to do us a favor. I think I’ll give him a call.”

  * * *

  Lost in thought, Jamie didn’t hear the siren blaring behind her until she glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the strobe lights. Groaning, she pulled off the road and turned off the engine. The last thing her measly bank account needed was a ticket. Maybe if she cried she’d get off with just a warning.

  She kept her eyes on the rearview mirror. A tall broad-shouldered cop wearing dark sunglasses stepped out of the car.

  Holy hell, the man was huge. He walked toward her car with determined strides and all her private parts went on alert. Her pussy began to throb and her nipples tightened. As long as she could remember, men of authority always turned her on.

  Her thoughts immediately switched to the two men waiting at the office. She pictured Daddy Reed holding her down over his knee while Daddy Ethan watched and waited for his turn to deliver a proper punishment. One time, at Dan’s insistence, Jamie went on the internet to look at some spanking implements that were available for purchase. There were some she wouldn’t mind trying, but when it all came down to it she preferred an old-fashioned over the knee spanking. Being held facedown over a pair of solid male thighs was what she desired the most.

  A thump on the roof of her car made her jump. “Y-yes, Officer, did I do something wrong?” She nearly swallowed her tongue when he peered down at her with the most devastating smile.

  “Do you know why I pulled you over?”

  His firm tone had her wishing he’d open the door, drag her out, and spank her ass. She’d take a spanking over a ticket any day of the week.

  “I asked you a question,” he said more severely.

  “I-I don’t know, sir.”

  Dear Lord, he was hot. Short buzz cut, strong nose, a perfect set of lips, and a hint of stubble on his square jaw. His perfectly ironed shirt strained across a pair of broad shoulders. The short sleeves showed off his muscled arms sprinkled with dark hair. She saw the watch on his thick wrist and her breath hitched. What was so sexy about a man wearing a watch? She didn’t have a clue why that turned her on, but it did.

  “You were speeding.”

  “I was? I do apologize. I guess I was focused on getting to work on time and not on how fast I was going.”

  “The answer to that is simple, young lady. You have to get up earlier. If you were my daughter, I’d turn you over my knee and give you a sound spanking.”

  He then proceeded to give her a lecture about speeding. The minutes were ticking and the thought of being late thrilled her.

  Chapter Ten

  “Thanks a lot, Jeff. Hey, stop by Hall’s Law Office downtown if you get the chance.” Ethan ended the call with a wide grin. “Jamie should be here any minute. Jeff just blistered her ears about driving too fast.”

  Reed frowned. “Exactly how fast was she going?”

  “She wasn’t. Jeff just told her that and she didn’t question him.” Ethan poured two cups of coffee. “She’s not going to be in a good mood when she gets here, that’s for sure.” He handed Reed a cup on his way back to his desk.

  * * *

  Jamie pulled into a parking spot and got out of the car. She tugged at the hem of her skirt. She never should’ve worn this particular one. It was a good idea at the time and now she wasn’t so sure. It was a tad too short and if Reed decided to put her across his knee he’d get an eyeful, especially since she wasn’t wearing any panties.

  When Jamie entered the foyer, Reed was standing just inside the office. He deliberately checked his watch. “Fifteen minutes late?”

  “I can explain,” Jamie said hurriedly.

  “I certainly hope so, young lady.” He stepped aside and Jamie entered the office. Ethan sat behind his desk watching her.

  “Good morning, Daddy Ethan,” she greeted solemnly and went to sit in the nearest chair.

  “Don’t bother sitting down,” Reed remarked from close behind. His hand slipped under her skirt and caressed her bare bottom. “Good girl, you remembered not to wear panties.”

  Without warning he splayed one hand on her belly to hold her still and shoved a finger up her pussy.

  “Your pussy’s soaking wet. Is that why you’re late? Were you lying in bed with your legs spread wide and a dildo up your cunt?”

  Jamie’s mouth flapped open and shut. This sort of questioning coming from Reed was shocking. “I made sure I woke up in plenty of time, but I got pulled over.”

  Ethan shot Reed an innocent glance. “Pulled over?”

  “I, yes, I was pulled over for speeding, but for the life of me I can’t remember driving fast.” Her pussy leaked, leaving a wet trail down the insides of her legs.

  Reed held up the finger he just had in her pussy. “Ethan, I do believe our little girl gets off on authority. Is that what happened, Jamie? Did the officer who pulled you over get you all horny?” Before she had a chance to reply, he placed his wet digit between her lips. “Lick it off.”

  Jamie eagerly took his finger into her mouth and began to suck. With his other hand Reed pushed her down to her knees and bent over. “That’s a good girl. You like tasting yourself. Soon Daddy Reed’s cock will be in your mouth, but you must be punished first.”

  Reed pulled his finger from her mouth and yanked her up from the floor. Jamie watched as he began t
o unbuckle his belt. “Take off your blouse and bra.”

  Jamie’s fingers trembled, but she managed to undo the tiny row of buttons and slip her blouse down her arms and let it float to the floor. She flipped the front snap of her bra. The lacey cups parted and her breasts spilled free.

  Both men whistled long and low. “I knew your tits would be magnificent,” Reed commented, his seeking hands palming each round globe. Her nipples puckered and Ethan licked the hardened nubs.

  “Bend over Ethan’s desk and stretch out your arms,” Reed commanded hoarsely.

  Jamie didn’t move.

  “Don’t make me repeat myself,” he warned.

  Jamie turned around and placed her palms on the smooth mahogany wood. She leaned forward. Ethan took hold of her upper arms and eased her down. The cool wood against her heated skin made her gasp. Ethan smoothed his hands down her arms and clasped her wrists, pulling her gently forward until her toes barely touched the floor. She angled her head to one side, her cheek pressed to the desk and the pulse in her throat pounding relentlessly.

  She felt Reed’s presence behind her staring at her girly bits. “Did you wear this skirt just for your daddies?”

  Jamie nodded. Her tongued poked out to wet her dry lips.

  “I seem to recall another time when you wore a short skirt similar to this one.” He leaned over her and placed his mouth against her ear. “Do you remember what happened that day, little Jamie?”

  His upper body covered hers and the heady scent of his aftershave had her tingling all over.

  “I remember how you marched me back to the house and made me change. I was so angry with you.”

  “My will was virtually tied. I couldn’t do anything else.”

  Jamie’s heart skipped a beat. “What did you want to do?”

  “Exactly what I’m about to do now.”

  “Then why didn’t you?” she cried out in frustration.

  “Sweet innocent Jamie, you were way too young for what I had in mind. Now that you’re all grown up I’m going to give you what you deserve for cursing me out that day.”

  Jamie’s eyes widened. She’d forgotten all about the crude words she hurled at him as he steered her up the walkway to her house.

  “Ethan, come over here and look at this gorgeous ass.”

  Ethan let go of her wrists and curled her fingers around the edge of his desk. “Don’t you move,” he warned. Jamie’s face heated as she laid there on display.

  The two men were silent then she felt a hand squeeze one buttock.

  “You have a really nice ass, Jamie,” Ethan said.

  A rush of air hit her asshole and she jerked.

  “Hmm, look at how she flared open. Our baby girl has a very sensitive asshole.” Ethan shoved a finger in her pussy then dragged the wet digit along the crack of her ass. He pushed the same finger in her asshole right up to the first knuckle.

  Jamie clutched the edge of the desk and rose on her tiptoes. She whimpered as Ethan wiggled his finger.

  “You like your asshole fingered, don’t you, Jamie?”

  Jamie couldn’t reply even if she wanted too. The pressure of his finger filling such a dark place was a mixture of pain and pleasure. She wanted to scream at him to take his finger out, but her body betrayed her. She pushed back, seeking more.

  “Let’s get on with her punishment so I can stick my cock up her ass.”

  Ethan appeared in front of her again and grabbed her wrists. “Ready?”

  Reed placed a hand on her lower back. Jamie heard the hiss of the belt before it landed with a loud crack on one cheek.

  “Ouch,” she cried out at the same time, tugging on her wrists.

  Another lash landed on the other cheek without mercy. She moved her ass this way and that in an effort to escape the stinging blows, but the pressure on her back increased, virtually holding her captive.

  Jamie bit her bottom lip and tightened her buttocks, waiting for the next lash to fall.

  “Relax, doll, or it’ll hurt a hell of a lot worse.”

  Ethan’s advice penetrated through the haze of pain and she thanked him silently by offering up a wobbly smile.

  Reed was diligent to the task. Each strike landed in a different place until her entire bottom felt as if her skin was on fire. When the lashing finally ended, she collapsed on the desk exhausted. The painful throbbing spread upward to tease the tight bundle of nerves at the top of her sex. She needed relief and ground herself against the hard wood.

  A sharp slap to her bottom made her squeal.

  “You weren’t given permission to pleasure yourself,” Ethan told her in a tone that brooked no argument. “Spread your cheeks apart.”

  Jamie reached behind her and gripped her punished cheeks. Immediately she felt something cold along the crease of her ass and it was massaged into her back hole.

  “What is that?”

  “Relax, doll, Daddy Ethan is preparing you for what’s to come.”

  He continued to rub the forbidden area, forcing Jamie to rise on her toes and arch her back. He stopped rubbing and began to screw something hard inside her asshole.

  She gritted her teeth. “Take it out right now. It hurts.”

  “Give it time, doll,” Ethan whispered. He pushed the object past the tight ring of muscle. “There now, all done.” He helped her up so she stood upright. “Put your nose to the corner.”

  Jamie looked at him as if he’d grown two heads.

  “You got a problem with that?”

  “Um, could I go to the bathroom first and clean up?”

  “No,” he replied curtly.

  “Get moving, Jamie,” Reed demanded.

  Walking with something hard sticking up one’s asshole wasn’t the easiest thing to do, but Jamie finally reached the corner. At least her skirt covered most of her ass.

  “Nose to the wall and hold that skirt up.”

  Mouth clamped in a firm line, Jamie yanked up her skirt and leaned her forehead against the wall.

  Much to her chagrin, Ethan and Reed went about their business as if she wasn’t there. She heard them talking on the phone and exchanging conversation. At one point Reed asked Ethan if he’d like a cup of coffee.

  Jamie began losing track of time. Her legs grew tired from standing and she was getting hungry. Just when it was on the tip of her tongue to voice her objections, a knock sounded on the door. She froze, hoping one of them would preserve her modesty and allow her to cover up.

  “Jeff, it’s so good of you to stop by. Come on in.”

  Jamie silently cursed Reed.

  “Hey, long time no see.”

  Jamie’s senses went on high alert. She’d heard that voice somewhere and just recently.

  “I see someone’s been a bad girl.”

  Jamie groaned and slumped forward. It was the cop who had pulled her over that very morning.

  Reed spoke up. “This young lady was stopped for speeding, Jeff. You wouldn’t happen to know the name of the officer who gave her a scalding lecture?”

  “Of course I know who it was. She blushed so prettily while I reprimanded her. I was pressed for time so I had to cut my scolding short.”

  Jeff was standing behind her now. He brushed aside her hair and whispered in her ear, “I should’ve put you over my knee instead of giving you that lecture.”

  Jamie went weak in the knees.

  “Miss Hall, your cheeks are a nice shade of red. I wish it had been me spanking that ass.”

  Jamie’s breath hitched. This was all so wrong. She loved Ethan and Reed with all her heart and yet the very thought of Jeff putting her over his knee while Ethan and Reed watched excited her.

  The three men continued their conversation in hushed tones. Jamie began to get tired standing so long. She shifted from one foot to the other. Finally, Jeff wished them all a good day and left.

  Chapter Eleven

  Ethan removed the butt plug and Jamie fell into his arms. He scooped her up and carried her over to the leather reclin
er. He set her on her feet and unzipped his pants, his eyes never leaving her face.

  “Did you ever have a hard cock up your asshole?”

  “N-no.”

  “Well, then there’s always a first time.”

  His cock stood erect, nearly reaching his navel and Jamie seriously wondered if she could take all that meat without being split in two. He adjusted the padded chair so that it lay flat much like a makeshift bed. He sat down and pulled her on top of him with her back against his chest. He reached around and began massaging her breasts. Her head fell back and she whimpered.

  Ethan nipped her earlobe. “Your tits feel so soft and your nipples remind me of sweet cherries.” He plucked at the hardened buds and Jamie whimpered. “Mmm, I like the way you moan. Soon you’ll be screaming for mercy when we drive our hard cocks deep inside your sweet hot body, but first we’re going to play with you.”

  One hand slipped down her belly to toy with her swollen clit. Jamie gasped as bursts of pleasure surged throughout her body.

  Reed unzipped his pants and she watched as he pulled out his cock. Her eyes widened and she almost forgot to breathe. Boys she had dated in the past paled in comparison to her handsome daddies who were packing some serious heat.

  Ethan scooted to the edge of the chair and placed his feet flat on the floor. He arranged her body so that her legs folded over his. He hooked his feet at her ankles and spread his legs.

  The position left her intimate parts wide open to Reed’s hungry gaze. His nostrils flared and he dropped to his knees. “I can smell your sweet pussy, Jamie.”

  He puffed softly on her heated wet flesh.

  As if on cue Ethan raised her arms and locked her hands around his neck. Her tits jutted upward and he pulled her nipples. With his thumbs, Reed parted her slippery pink folds and drove his tongue deep inside her core, mimicking the sex act. Growls rose from deep within his throat as he ate at her.

  Jamie thought she’d die as Reed inflicted the most exquisite torture by alternating between fucking her with his tongue and lapping at her swollen folds, just barely missing the spot where she needed the most attention. Jamie bucked her hips and her head thrashed back and forth.