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

by Madison Faye

  Then he rammed in hard and stiffened, filling the back of her throat with cum. Daisy sighed in pleasure, swallowing everything he gave her and licking him clean.

  Sitting back on her heels, she looked up at him and smiled. She had no decisions to make here… nothing to worry about… all she had to do was obey.

  There was no one in this moment but her and Jethro.

  “I want you to go bend over the end of the bed with your legs spread wide and wait for me,” Jethro instructed.

  Daisy rose to her feet gracefully and hurried to do as he’d told her. As she walked into the bedroom, she saw the large wooden school paddle, his belt, a big paint stick, a smaller fly-back paddle, and a large dildo laid out on his dresser.

  The butterflies were back as she bent over the end of the bed and spread her legs wide. She wondered if he planned to use all of it on her and which he would use first. Wetness leaked down her inner thighs as she thought about the spanking to come. The spanking she desperately needed and the other delights sure to follow.

  Sometimes after a spanking he used to take her ass… hard… she shuddered at the thought of it. The dominance of the act was enough to steal her breath. She’d both loved and hated it; it always hurt at first but quickly the pain entwined with the sweetest pleasure.

  Daisy was brought back to reality by the feel of a large rectangular object resting against her ass. The big school paddle.

  “I think I need to regain your focus,” Jethro said.

  “I’m focused! I swear!” she protested but it was too late; the paddle left and came back hard, bringing her up on her toes with a little mewl.

  “I want to make sure I keep your attention,” he told her as he delivered five more swats in quick succession in the exact same spot, each one bringing her up on her toes with a gasp. She sighed in relief as she heard him lay the paddle on the dresser.

  Then the thin paint stick began to fall all across her bottom in quick strikes with no discernible pattern. Daisy began to wriggle her bottom in an effort to evade the mean little instrument but Jethro allowed her no escape.

  When her bottom felt like a horde of bees had stung it everywhere, she heard the sound of the wicked stick being laid back on the dresser. She rested her face against the cool comforter as she waited to find out what he’d spank her with next.

  Jethro’s hand moved between her legs to stroke through her slit, making her hiss with pleasure. “You’re dripping wet. Enjoying your spanking?”

  Daisy groaned in embarrassment before jerking her head up in surprise when he suddenly thrust his cock into her ass hard. “Owww… I… ohhhhh!”

  He grabbed a fistful of her hair in his hand and jerked her head back as he began to pump vigorously in and out of her ass so hard his balls slapped against her clit with every thrust. ”You like it when I fuck your ass hard like a naughty girl, don’t you?”

  “Yes, sir!” she said breathlessly.

  She went up on her toes and spread her legs even further apart, wanting him deeper and harder despite the slight discomfort. Daisy gave a low moan of need as he went deeper, giving a wail of despair when he pulled out completely.

  Before she could even voice a thought, the fly-back paddle fell multiple times on her left sit spot. Jethro didn’t stop getting the same exact spot over and over until she was pleading for him to spank another place.

  “Please, somewhere else!” she yelped.

  Then he obliged and gave the right sit spot the same treatment; tears were precariously close to the surface by the time he finished and dropped the paddle next to her head. She was caught in a world between pleasure and pain when he thrust back into her ass, her body awash in sensation. It was as if every nerve ending in her body was now firing simultaneously.

  “Please!” Daisy begged him.

  “You’re not allowed to come without permission,” Jethro told her firmly as he drove in hard. He paused for a moment seated deep within her ass then slowly pulled out and slammed back inside hard.

  She panted, sweat forming on her skin as she fought back the rising tide of pleasure. He rode her for several more minutes then pulled out again.

  “I’m going to give you ten strokes of my belt,” he told her.

  Jethro rested a hand in the small of her back as he laid the belt across her upturned ass quickly, leaving five evenly spaced strokes over the expanse of her bottom. He changed sides and laid the last five. Her ass was on fire and she knew she would feel this session every time she sat for several days.

  She yelped when the tip of the belt snapped up against her tender slit three times, renewing the sting from the attentions of the wooden spoon earlier and seeming to magnify the emptiness of her core.

  Then he cupped a sore ass cheek in each hand and spread her wide as he speared into her ass once more. Daisy felt herself lifting her ass to meet each thrust as he took her hard and fast until he stiffened behind her and she felt the splash of his seed deep in her back channel.

  “Good girl,” Jethro said, patting her sore ass gently. “I want you on your hands and knees in the middle of the bed.”

  Daisy moved into the requested position and was barely in place before she felt the head of the dildo at her entrance. Jethro drove it inside her to the hilt, her wetness easing its way as it forced her inner muscles to stretch around it.

  “Oooohooo!” She wailed her pleasure as he filled her greedy channel.

  “Now you can come,” he told her, fucking her hard with the toy.

  Daisy was so primed she came with the fifth thrust, loudly screaming her pleasure. Jethro didn’t pause as he continued to fuck her hard and fast with the dildo, driving her straight from one orgasm to another.

  She was completely lost in sensation, keening in a continuous moan as he relentlessly drove her need higher and higher; she heard a buzzing sound a second before Jethro pressed a vibrator against her clit.

  He stopped all movement for a moment and pulled back the vibrator. “Repeat after me, ‘I am a good sub and I will never again settle for less than I deserve.’”

  “Jethro!” she wailed in protest.

  In response he delivered several sharp swats to her burning ass. “What did I tell you to do, young lady?”

  “I am a good sub and I will never again settle for less than I deserve,” she said in a rush.

  Jethro rewarded her with more deep thrusts of the dildo. She pressed her chest to the bed, lifting her hips even more to give him better access as he began to slam the thick cock in and out of her even harder while the vibrator rode her clit once more.

  “Again,” he ordered.

  “I can’t!” she whined, hanging on the edge of something huge. The vibrator moved for a minute and Jethro slapped his hand down on her pussy, making her clench down even harder on the big cock inside her.

  “Now!” he commanded.

  “I am a good sub and I will never again settle for less than I deserve,” she sobbed with tears of frustration and need dripping down her cheeks.

  “Good girl,” he told her as he began ramming the dildo in and out of her even harder so deep, each inward thrust slammed against her cervix. Then he placed the vibrator against her clit again.

  “Oh god oh god oh god…” she chanted then Jethro suddenly twisted the dildo high inside her and her world went white.

  Her body shook with the force of the orgasm and she felt liquid squirt from her body as the orgasm seemed to go on forever. Jethro continued to fuck her with the vibrator pressed tight to her clit, determined to wring every ounce of pleasure possible from her body. With a keening wail, one final shudder ran through Daisy and she collapsed to the bed with a soft little moan.

  Jethro removed the toys from her, making her shudder again and pulled her against him as they recovered from the intensity of the session. He cupped her face and tilted it up to his. “You’re a good sub and the right dom will treasure you. That’s what you deserve.”

  “I…” she began uncertainly.

  “Do
you need another spanking?” he asked with a raised brow.

  “No, sir,” Daisy rushed to say.

  “Repeat after me, ‘I am a good sub and I will never again settle for anything less than I deserve,’” Jethro instructed.

  She gave him a tremulous smile. “I am a good sub and I will never again settle for anything less than I deserve.”

  He nodded and then pressed the large dildo and vibrating egg into her hand. “Homework. Every night you will use these and make yourself come at least twice while repeating those words. Once you’ve completed your assignment you will text me and tell me about it before going to sleep.”

  “Yes, sir,” Daisy said with a blush.

  “Good girl,” he said, kissing her forehead. “Now we nap. You wore me out.”

  She laughed her first real laugh since that terrible morning. Her body was sated, completely replete after a year and a half of neglect with a shitty dom and even less of a man. Her heart still hurt but she was definitely on the right road to recovery.

  Daisy might be badly bruised but she was not broken.

  Chapter Four

  Jethro came back into the house after seeing Daisy to her car and slumped into his recliner with a sigh. His groin tightened as he thought about the sweetness of her submission and the way she looked with her lips wrapped around his cock.

  He shuddered with remembered pleasure and his cock tingled, stirring back into full arousal as he thought about how good her hot mouth felt when he fucked it. Lord, but that girl could take a hard face fuck. She sometimes gagged but then determinedly leaned into his every thrust, doing her best to open her throat and take everything he gave her, swallowing every drop when he came.

  The way she continued to suck as he drove in and out of those sweet lips, her tongue hollowing out to cradle his cock as she strove to suck and lick every part of him she could reach. Jethro could almost come from the sensory memory of her mouth alone and then he remembered the tight grip of her ass, the cheeks hot from her spanking, the low throaty cries she couldn’t contain as he fucked her tender bottom hard.

  He unzipped his pants and began to stroke as he pictured her face lost in rapture as she came and the surprise in her soft eyes when he drove her from that peak straight into another one. With a groan Jethro came again, and then slumped back into his chair to think about the colossal dilemma he was in with his sweet little Daisy.

  When Jethro and Daisy had first met and started doing scenes as she explored the depths of her submissive nature, he’d been worried she’d confuse her submission to him with love. So he’d warned her off, told her he wasn’t the forever dom she needed but that he was happy to play with her and train her until she was ready to look.

  The problem was he’d failed to take the good advice he’d given her and fallen for her, hook, line, and sinker. Jethro had just been about to make his move and negotiate a contract with Daisy when she’d met Richard and he’d had to watch the woman he’d just realized he was in love with commit to another dominant… another daddy.

  The only thing that could make sex with Daisy better would be her throaty voice crying “please, Daddy” instead of “please, Jethro.” Now she was back in his orbit again but she was so wounded from what that douchebag Richard had put her through, Jethro knew he had to tread carefully and give her time to heal before he could move in and make her his own.

  He frowned when he thought about hearing her on the phone with her friend Renee earlier when he’d come out of the bathroom. “Oh, Jethro and I will never be in love, but there is love and genuine caring between us… oh, yes, we are definitely sexually compatible and he dominates me beautifully.”

  Renee must have then asked why they could never fall in love because Daisy had just snorted and said, “It would just never work, besides Jethro doesn’t want to be my daddy.”

  Nothing could be further from the truth; he just had to find a way to make Daisy see that—see him as her future and her daddy. She was such a good submissive; she had a bit of a rebellious teen in her that needed attention from time to time but overall he knew they would work perfectly together.

  She would be his perfect baby girl, submissive, lover, and friend. Jethro just had to make sure he had a chance to show her what was right in front of her before it was too late and he lost her forever.

  * * *

  Daisy’s body was still limp as a noodle when she got home. Jethro had always been able to drain every ounce of stress from her body when they had a session. She loved the way he made her feel… she loved…

  Firmly shaking her head to chase that forbidden thought from it, Daisy reminded herself she was lucky to have a friend like Jethro. A dominant who was willing to take the time to session with her when she so badly needed it but a session was all it was and she needed to remember that little fact.

  An ache formed in the pit of her stomach whenever she thought about the possibility of Jethro finding the baby girl of his dreams and no longer being able to accommodate Daisy.

  She knew one day it would happen; Jethro was too good of a dom for it not to, but she hoped it was a long while away. Daisy knew it was a selfish way to think but she needed Jethro right now. More than any faceless submissive ever could.

  It was bedtime and she grinned as she thought of the homework Jethro had assigned her. She pulled the dildo from her purse. It was at least eight inches long and about two and half inches thick, not huge like the one Richard made her buy but it had stretched her so sweetly when Jethro had fucked her with it earlier.

  She felt fresh moisture spring from her still swollen sex and hurried to her bedroom. As she stripped off her clothes, Daisy thought about how good it had felt to have Jethro’s cock in both her mouth and her ass today. It had been as if her body were starving for it, he’d tasted so good, that thick meaty cock sliding in and out of her lips then stretching her sore ass wide.

  In no time she’d stripped and was lying on the bed teasing her soaking slit with the head of the dildo. She could hear Jethro in her head, knowing he would tease her until she was begging for the dildo to fill her hungry sheath.

  “Run the head slowly through those sweet little lips, Daisy… slower… that’s a good girl.”

  Daisy shivered, letting the fantasy of Jethro directing her movements as she fucked herself take over.

  “Rub it around your clit,” she imagined his hoarse voice whispering in her ear and moaned as the fat head of the dildo rubbed her clit in a circular motion. Her pussy was throbbing; it needed the thick dick inside so badly. She licked her lips as her hips began to buck up against the dildo’s fat head, already slick from her juices.

  Daisy wanted nothing more than to shove it to the hilt hard, but again Jethro’s voice in her head tempered her actions. “Stick just the head inside… barely an inch, Daisy. I want that cock to stretch you almost painfully slowly. Until you are almost crazy with need for it to fill you.”

  “Ohhhh…” Daisy moaned as she slid just the tip inside her and moved it around to tease her entrance. She began to pant, wanting more so badly but instead she rocked barely an inch of the head slowly in and out of her needy channel. Her pussy began contracting as if attempting to suck the dildo further in, her body was so desperate to be filled.

  “Good girl, give your little puss a little more for being such a good girl. Slowly, young lady, unless you need a spanking first.”

  “Ohh, god!” Daisy whimpered as she sent another four inches in slowly then pulled it back out all the way before slowly sinking the same amount in again. Her pussy grew wetter and tighter with every shallow thrust.

  “Now take it hard all the way!” the voice in her head commanded.

  Daisy slammed the dildo in hard until it was buried to the hilt. “Yes!” she hissed as her hips bucked up to receive every inch of the fat fake cock.

  “Now fuck yourself hard, Daisy, do it now!”

  She began to work it in and out of her in a pounding rhythm, imagining it was Jethro.

  “Do
you need my cock, little girl?” his deep voice rumbled in her ear as he pounded into her faster and faster.

  “Yes, please! Yesss… harder… ooohoooo… yes, Daddy… yes, Daddy!” she cried as she came the first time. She knew she shouldn’t even call Jethro that in her fantasies but she couldn’t seem to help it today.

  Continuing to work the dildo in and out of her, Daisy pressed a vibrator on her clit. “I’m a good sub and I will never again settle for anything less than I deserve!” she wailed as she came a second time in an even harder orgasm.

  Daisy worked the dildo in and out of herself slowly as she recovered from her orgasms before she gently removed it and cleaned it before putting it away in her bedside table. If she was going to use it every night, she wanted easy access.

  Quickly texting Jethro, she simply said: I completed my homework.

  It was only a few seconds before the return text came back: Good girl.

  Turning off the light, Daisy snuggled into her pillow with a smile as she drifted off to sleep.

  Chapter Five

  A few days later Daisy had a weak moment and looked up Richard’s new daddy dom profile. She knew she shouldn’t, she needed to stay away from all of his aliases and his new ladylove, but she did it anyway.

  She saw he’d posted beneath the sickening profile picture titled LisDick, “Finally a place where I can declare my love for you.”

  Underneath his post, Lisa had responded, “A place for you to ignore me!” With crying emojis leaving a trail of tears behind her words.

  Daisy didn’t even think; she clicked on Lisa’s avatar, went to her profile, and clicked message.

  Please don’t let him break you

  Like he broke me. He plays games

  Of ignoring you then comes back

  With a plausible reason that

  Makes you feel like shit. I did it

  For a year and a half with him

  Telling me constantly how much