Dark, Dirty Daddy

by Morganna Williams

  “Shhhh, little one,” Ezra whispered as he pulled her against him. “Everything is going to be okay. You’re okay. I promise.”

  She relaxed against him, comforted by his words and no longer feeling alone.

  “Stay right here.”

  Naomi stood docilely watching as he walked into what she assumed was the bathroom and came out with a wet cloth. He caught hold of her again when she would have backed away.

  “Be still, little girl, so I can clean you up.”

  “I can do it,” she murmured but the protest was halfhearted even to her own ears. She was surprised to find herself holding still for Ezra to gently clean her with the warm wet cloth.

  Ezra smiled as he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “I know you can but that isn’t the point. It takes a strong person to submit, Naomi. It doesn’t diminish you in any way. You are a strong capable woman and your submission to me is sexy as fuck.”

  Naomi was in awe of this powerful man. He quite simply stole her breath.

  “Your bags, please,” he said firmly as he held out a hand.

  “Yes, Sir,” she said softly as she handed him her things, feeling naked without them.

  “I will put these away. When I get back I expect to find you naked with the rest of your clothing folded neatly on that bench.” Ezra pointed to the bench in the entryway.

  She felt her eyes go wide and opened her mouth to protest but Ezra arched a dark brow her way and she realized it would be foolish to argue. Lowering her eyes to the floor, Naomi nodded.

  “Use your words, little girl,” he told her sternly.

  “Yes, Sir,” she said through suddenly dry lips.

  “For the duration of your stay with me, Naomi, you will refer to me as Daddy. Am I understood?”

  Naomi looked up at him with a flush stealing into her suddenly hot face. “Yes, Daddy.”

  “Good girl,” he said with a satisfied nod before turning and walking from the hallway.

  Naomi licked her lips as she began to unbutton her blouse and wondered exactly what her daddy was going to do when he saw she hadn’t shaved herself bare. Had he felt it when his hand was between her legs? Of course he did, you ninny! He just fucked you silly. She wanted to die on the spot at the thought. It had been so long since she’d gone on a date, her lady bits were actually not even appropriate for company.

  She grimaced as she looked down at herself and realized she could do a lady Sasquatch proud with the amount of wild hair growth on her nether regions. Why had she not remembered to shave or at least groom this vital area?

  She winced as she removed her skirt. Her ass was on fire and that had only been a hand spanking. What would happen when he used an implement on her poor bottom?

  Naomi flushed guiltily when she felt her arousal actually dripping to her inner thighs. She quickly finished folding her clothing then stood there thinking about how it would look to someone walking in finding her naked in the entry way sporting a bright red bottom. At least she assumed it was red... it certainly felt red!

  “Oh, my, I do have a naughty little girl on my hands, don’t I? I felt a little hair against my fingers and brushing against my cock when I fucked that sopping slit of yours but I didn’t quite expect this level of disobedience.”

  She jumped as his deep voice mused from right in front of her. Looking up, she found her new daddy staring down at her crotch with a disapproving frown. If her face got any hotter, surely she would spontaneously combust.

  Was it possible to die of embarrassment? Sopping slit... the words were mortifying and at the same time sent another gush of wet heat between her thighs.

  “What were the instructions I gave about presenting yourself to me at my home, young lady?”

  Naomi gulped. “You said I was to be shaved bare, but Daddy, I was so excited I forgot,” she told him in a rush as she looked up at him with the most winsome smile she could muster.

  When Ezra smiled, her shoulders relaxed but his next words sent her body rigid once more. “I believe a trip to the spa to see Mistress Jade is in order to demonstrate to you exactly what happens to naughty little girls that disobey their daddy.”

  She shivered under his stern regard as she wondered how a spa would be a deterrent and exactly who Mistress Jade was. Before her mind could dwell on those thoughts he handed her a trench coat.

  Naomi stared at it dumbly.

  “Put it on,” he said succinctly.

  “But I’m...” Naomi trailed off as she saw the heat in his eyes and realized she was seconds from another lesson. She grabbed the coat and pulled it over her naked body, shivering at the thought of leaving the house with only the coat covering her nudity.

  She looked up at him with a little shudder as she processed the way the slick material felt rubbing over her nipples and across her hot bottom as she moved.

  “Shall we?” he asked with such politeness, it would never occur to an observer he was speaking to a woman who was completely naked beneath her coat and sporting a red bottom he’d given her.

  “Yes, Daddy,” Naomi said obediently as he led her from the house.

  Ezra helped her into the backseat and then seated himself beside her. “Levi, we’re heading to the spa to see Mistress Jade. I’m afraid little Naomi has misbehaved and needs to be taught a firm lesson.”

  The driver’s dark eyes slid over her form as the edges of his mouth quirked up slightly before he nodded and turned to put the car in gear.

  Naomi bit her lip and looked anxiously up at Ezra. “What are you going to do?”

  He smiled. “I’m not going to do anything, my dear. I’m simply going to watch as Mistress Jade prepares you thoroughly for me. You were given instructions you failed to follow so now it will be handled for you. I can assure you once your afternoon at the spa has concluded, you will take my instructions very seriously.”

  Butterflies began a mating dance in her tummy at his words and a shiver slid down her spine as she wondered what was in store for her. While she watched, her daddy slid his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed a number.

  “Hello, Jade... yes, she’s arrived and I’m afraid she’s already been very naughty. I’m bringing her to you to prepare her thoroughly for me and to demonstrate what happens to little girls that don’t follow instructions.” He watched her as he listened to whatever the mysterious woman on the other end of the line was telling him then smiled. “Perfect. Thank you, Jade.”

  When he hung up, Naomi opened her mouth to beg him to go easy on her but he forestalled her by holding up one finger. “Not a word, young lady. You and I will talk when you’re finished at the spa and not a moment before. While you’re there, remember I’m watching and everything Jade does to take care of you is at my direction. Her hands are my hands, everything that happens to you happens because I have deemed it necessary. Be a good girl and behave so you don’t end up in further trouble.”

  “Yes, Daddy.” She was surprised to find the words easily slipping from her and she relaxed against the back of the seat. The woman wouldn’t cause her harm any more than Ezra would and if things were more than she could stand, Naomi knew she could use her safeword.

  * * *

  Ezra almost groaned as those words came from between the sweetest pair of lips he’d ever seen. The pictures they’d exchanged had not done his little Naomi justice.

  He loved hearing her soft husky voice say, “Yes, Daddy” far more than he should. His cock twitched in his pants as he imagined all the little sounds he would wring from her... cries of pleasure and of pain as she learned the depths of her need.

  As he looked out the window at the cityscape of Dallas, he didn’t see it. Instead Ezra was picturing her standing naked in his foyer. The pleasure he’d felt seeing her sweet little mound covered in all that hair. She’d been delightfully mortified and embarrassed by her lack of grooming but he’d relished the opportunity to punish her... to push her.

  Naomi’s need to submit was plain in her darting green eyes as sh
e tried but failed to maintain eye contact. They’d naturally shot to the floor every time she’d looked away.

  Ezra had been so affected by the sight of her naked before him, it had been all he could do to bundle her into that trench coat and carry her to the car when what he’d wanted to do was back her against the wall and spread her wide so he could drive his aching cock into her hot little pussy.

  A smile quirked his lips as he remembered that famous episode of Seinfeld. He was definitely the master of his domain and he would remain in control at all times.

  * * *

  They were ushered into a large room decorated in white and red. A white examination table was in the center of the room; to the right of the table was a big claw-footed bathtub that was already full of water swirling in a current directed by jets. A plush red couch rested against the wall directly across from the tub and exam table.

  Ezra unbuttoned his jacket as he seated himself on the couch. Smiling, a woman came in with a tray and laid it on the table next to the couch. Naomi noticed the tray held a bottle of wine, one glass, and a small tray of fruit and cheese.

  “Ezra!” Another woman entered the room, commanding her attention. She was a tall woman with bright red hair pulled back into an old-fashioned bun. The woman was wearing a tight black dress that cinched in at the waist and emphasized her full hourglass shape. While Naomi watched, Ezra rose and greeted the woman with a kiss on the cheek and whispered something in her ear.

  They both turned together to look at her. “She’s adorable, Ezra,” the woman Naomi could only assume was Jade said with a genuine smile.

  “Yes, she is, but unfortunately she has already ignored my instructions to come to me shaved bare as well as failing to let me know she was coming today, so we find ourselves here,” he said with a frown in Naomi’s direction.

  Naomi felt a blush rising up from her neck and into her face as she stood under their disapproving eyes, feeling like a naughty little schoolgirl.

  Jade sighed dramatically before rolling up the sleeves to her dress to fasten them at the elbow. “Well, we can certainly take care of that. Tabitha, help Naomi with her coat.”

  She jumped when a woman she hadn’t even noticed approached and began to unfasten her trench coat. Naomi balked, clutching the fabric to her and backing away from the woman as she thought about how naked she was beneath it.

  “None of that, young lady,” Jade said sharply, stepping forward and helping her assistant, quickly divesting her of the coat. Then Jade caught Naomi by one ear and led her to the exam table. “I believe we will start with a strapping to ensure this one behaves herself.”

  Naomi whimpered as she found herself forced to step up on the stool in front of the table before she was bent across it as her ankles were strapped in place shoulder width apart. Jade leaned forward to whisper against her ear, “Now you be a good little girl and take what you’ve earned by disobeying your daddy.”

  Naomi looked nervously at Ezra; he sat at the table nibbling on a piece of cheese as he watched her with those intense blue eyes. His gaze felt hot on her, it was if she could feel him everywhere his eyes touched. “Answer Mistress Jade, young lady. Don’t add rudeness to your growing list of sins.”

  “Yes, Ma’am.” The words came out in a worried little squeak as her wrists were secured to the sides of the table, her eyes moving to the mistress as she spoke but she could still feel her daddy’s hot gaze roving over her vulnerable body.

  She watched from her position on the table as Mistress Jade walked to a cabinet on the other side of the tub and withdrew a leather strap. “Now you will get ten with the strap before we began preparing you to accept your daddy. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Ma’am,” Naomi said hoarsely, half afraid of what was about to happen but also surprised to find herself eager for the first taste of the strap. She felt a spurt of moisture between her thighs in response to the imminent spanking.

  “Before we begin, Naomi, I must verify. Do you know your safeword?” Jade asked.

  “Yes, Ma’am,” she said in surprise.

  “Can you tell me what your safeword is?” Jade queried.

  “I... umm...” Naomi looked over her shoulder to where Ezra sat sipping a glass of wine with a smile.

  “I have to ensure that you agreed to the terms of your training before we begin,” Jade explained.

  “Jumanji,” Naomi whispered.

  Jade smiled at her. “Good girl. The count is ten.” Without another word Jade stepped behind her and the next thing Naomi heard was the whistle of the strap coming toward her vulnerable ass.

  The strap fell on the tender under curve of her bottom, seeming to wrap around it and lift her bottom cheeks before it released, leaving a line of fire in its wake. The sting remaining from Ezra’s hand spanking reawakened with a vengeance. Naomi’s body jerked as she sucked air in, barely able to process the first stroke before the next fell.

  The sting of the strap was intense and seemed to grow with each subsequent blow but the heat also seemed to be settling between her legs. Even as tears began to fall from her eyes, answering moisture sprang to life from her core.

  Naomi looked over her shoulder at Ezra as the tenth stroke of the strap fell to meet his smoldering gaze. Somehow knowing he was watching the strapping made it more intimate, emphasizing the fact that Jade was acting on his behalf.

  “Remember everything that happens to you here is at my discretion.” Ezra’s roughened voice slid over her like an invisible caress, sending an involuntary shiver through her body.

  She shuddered when Jade’s hands stroked over her hot flesh. It felt almost as if it was Ezra’s hand... her daddy’s firm touch that ran over her sore bottom then slid between her legs to test the wetness there.

  “You have a delightfully naughty little girl here, Ezra,” Jade told him approvingly. “She’s soaking wet.”

  “I thought that might be the case,” he murmured, causing another hot flush of embarrassment and arousal to shoot through Naomi and center in her throbbing clit.

  Naomi gasped when Tabitha came into the room with a pole on wheels, a large enema bag dangling from it.

  “No, please...” she whispered, mortified by the thought of what the bag foretold.

  “Settle down, little girl,” Jade scolded. “I’m getting you ready inside and out for your daddy. You be a good girl now and it will be over before you know it.”

  “What did I tell you, Naomi?” Ezra’s firm tone both warned her not to argue and reassured her that everything was by his design and Naomi felt herself relax.

  Naomi watched in horrified fascination as Jade took the tubing from Tabitha then lubed the end thoroughly before turning back to Naomi with a smile. Naomi shook her head vehemently.

  The woman merely clicked her tongue at her then walked behind her to the back of the table. Naomi felt her bottom cheeks part and then the thin tube was pressed firmly against her back hole, the lube making it slide in easily. “See, this isn’t so bad, is it?” Jade asked almost teasingly as she worked it slowly in and out of Naomi’s ass.

  A soft moan of embarrassment escaped Naomi as she realized the feel of that little tube sliding in and out of her most private place was causing even more wetness to seep from her hungry pussy.

  Then it was pushed all the way in and she heard the snick that signaled the release of the fluid in the bag and warmth began to rush into her belly.

  “Ooohoooo!” Naomi whimpered and squirmed as the feeling of being uncomfortably full began to grow.

  “Almost done,” Jade told her as she reassuringly stroked a hand down her back. Then she was pulling the tube from her with a pat to her sore bottom. “All in, now we’ll just hold it for five minutes.”

  Naomi glared over her shoulder as the urge to go hit her in a cramp. “We?”

  Several sharp swats landed on her ass as Naomi gave a soft apology; she caught sight of Ezra’s frown and immediately wanted to take the snarkiness back. “I’m sorry.”

 
“I know it’s hard not to get out of sorts in such a delicate situation but remember your manners, please.”

  “Yes, Ma’am,” she told the mistress.

  “Look at me, Naomi,” Ezra commanded and her eyes immediately flew to his.

  “Such a good girl and still so very wet,” Jade said as her fingers slid between Naomi’s thighs once more. She continued to lightly stroke her slit, paying special attention to her swollen clit until a soft moan escaped Naomi as she continued staring into Ezra’s eyes.

  “Good girl,” Jade whispered against her cheek as she withdrew her fingers and quickly unfastened her bonds.

  Helping her up from the table, Jade pointed Naomi toward the bathroom and told her sternly not to dawdle. Grateful for the privacy, Naomi ran to the restroom and closed the door behind her before sitting down on the toilet in relief.

  It was a very quick process and she was cleaning up and washing her hands in a matter of minutes before taking a deep breath and opening the door again to return to her daddy and Jade.

  “Come, sweetling, let’s get you in the bath and get that naughty little kitty shaved.” Jade held a hand out to Naomi beckoning her; happy no further mention was made of the enema, she took the offered hand.

  Naomi was led to the large bathtub with the swirly water and encouraged to step into the tub. As she slowly sank into the water, Naomi hissed as the hot liquid hit her stinging ass.

  Jade smiled at her discomfort then picked up a rag to dip it into the water before sudsing her up with jasmine-scented soap. It was an interesting experience to be bathed by another person—a little disconcerting but also oddly relaxing. She didn’t have any job but to follow directions and experience the moment.

  Jade washed her everywhere, leaving not one spot of skin untouched, all under the watchful gaze of her daddy. The feel of his eyes on her as the mistress washed beneath her arms before moving to her full breasts heightened every moment... each touch. She felt her nipples swell and tighten as the roughness of the washcloth moved over them, swirling around each furled bud over and over again before ending with a little tweak that made her gasp. She was surprised by how much her breasts ached, wanting more than they’d been given.