Walking in the front door, I dropped my bag on the floor and said to my husband, “Spank me, Daddy.”

I sat down on his lap, blocking his view of the tablet in his hand. David had been reading the news. He glanced at me as I wriggled impatiently.

It only took a moment for his cock to grow hard beneath me.

He put down his tablet and hooked his arms around my waist. “Did someone have a bad day at work?”

I nodded. “Yes, bad. Bad, bad, bad.”

He slid his hand up my thigh, pushing the hem of my dress upward.

“Was it Stephanie?”

I wriggled some more. “Yes, that cunt Stephanie. I might have to kill her.”

“You don’t want to do that, sweetheart. You’re too pretty for jail.”

He shoved my dress up to expose my panties and drew his fingers over the cleft of my pussy, pushing the soft cotton against my wet slit.

I hummed, let my eyes drift shut and wriggled some more for good measure. I was rewarded with the press of his rock-hard cock against my asscrack as he grew more erect beneath me.

“So, you want me to make you feel better by smacking that ass until it’s cherry-red.”

My pussy ached with want, and I nodded. “Yes.”

“Maybe pull your hair a little?”

I nodded along.

“And fuck your pussy?”

I nodded even more. At that point I was wriggling from pure arousal, not to turn him on.

“Make you come so hard you gush?”

“Yes,” I said.

I climbed off his lap and stood.

He held out his hand, and I took it. He stood and pulled me close to him. His erection pressed against the front of my panties, and I kissed him hard and deep. He grabbed my ass and squeezed it. When I relaxed into him, he gave my butt a sudden smack that took my breath away.

He laughed at my startled reaction and added, “No one said I was going to begin in the bedroom.”

I shook my head and rolled my eyes, but then he took my shoulder and turned me around. “Walk,” he ordered, pointing to the staircase.

I walked up the steps with my dress hiked up to my waist as he walked behind me. He smacked my ass on the fourth step, and I jumped, cursing. At the very top he did it again, harder. The skin of my ass was throbbing, just like my aroused pussy.

In the bedroom, he sat on the mattress and patted his thigh. “Over my lap.”

Anxiety was making my stomach flip-flop, but I obeyed. I splayed myself over his lap and waited, holding my breath. I wondered if he’d leave my panties on at first or take them off right away.

“A sob ripped out of me, but my cunt — oh, my cunt — was dripping.”

He delivered a sharp blow, and my body bucked. The panties did very little to protect me from the sting. He landed another intense blow, and then another right after it. I was squirming shamelessly on his lap as he delivered the strikes.

“How are you now?” he asked, conversationally. Then he pushed the crotch of my panties to the side and slid a finger into my pussy. “Oh, you’re good. Better than when you arrived. Let’s try this then… ”

David pushed my panties down so they fell to my knees. I wasn’t allowed to move or remove them. I arched my back and waited for the next blow.

David could see I was as tight as a bowstring, so he decided it was a good time to stroke me tenderly. His fingers played gently over the swells of my ass cheeks. He lightly dragged his finger down my asscrack and pressed my back hole, making me shiver.

More gentle stroking followed, and I finally fell under his spell and relaxed.

The moment I did, he delivered a cracking blow that was so hard the sound of it hurt my ears. A sob ripped out of me, but my cunt — oh, my cunt — was dripping and ready. I felt like I’d come instantly if he slipped his cock inside me.

David then delivered a flurry of blows that left me gasping and writhing. His dick grew even harder, but he patiently held me in place with a strong forearm across the small of my back.

I cried out but didn’t ask him to stop because when all was said and done, I was going to come like crazy.

But without warning, he did stop. The room was silent but for the sound of our labored breathing.

“What about now?” he said, almost to himself. He slid his fingers into my cunt again and wiggled them.

I tossed my head and whimpered, my orgasm just out of reach.

“Stand up. Take off your clothes. Get on the bed.”

His delivery was clipped and authoritative. I hurriedly moved, getting on the bed on my hands and knees.

He reached beneath me and played with my breasts — to draw out the waiting, no doubt. He pinched my erect nipples harshly, and they grew harder still. I was desperate for him to enter me.

I was about to beg when he finally gave in. He stopped toying with me and stripped. He folded his clothes neatly to make me wait even longer, but the moment he climbed onto the bed, I could tell he wanted to fuck me as badly as I needed it.

David wrapped my long hair around his hand and held it so my head had to stay up. He tugged my tresses briskly as he slid into me on a single, strong thrust.

I whimpered.

“You’re so close,” he said. “I can feel it.” He tugged on my hair again. “You’re so close to coming you can taste it, can’t you?”

I tried to nod. My eyes watered, and I pushed my body back to take him deeper.

Every stab of his hard cock hit me just right — with a perfect amount of brutality. I felt my cunt flowing like a faucet.

He released my hair and grabbed my hips. I reached a hand beneath my body, found my rigid clit and rubbed it vigorously.

“I can feel you getting closer, sweetheart. So, so close.” He slowed his hips a bit, and I gritted my teeth.

I was indeed close. I was shaking, and my eyes were brimming with tears. He was deliberately keeping me there, hovering at the edge and desperate.

David went utterly still with his cock deep inside me, filling me up. I found myself frozen, suspended in time.

Then without warning he began pounding me once more, working me with a quick rhythm that left me reeling. With one final deep thrust, I came, sobbing like a madwoman as my orgasm wrecked me. Every spasm burst into a moment of rich pleasure so intense, I was left lightheaded.

David held me tight and fucked me selfishly, taking what he needed from me until he climaxed

When he withdrew, he smacked both ass cheeks simultaneously. I yelped.

“So was that what you had in mind?”

I rubbed my bottom and smiled at him. “Yes, Daddy. That’s exactly what I needed.”