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I wasn't happy with the way this was turned out it felt very rushed and generic so I'm going to start again. 

 

The sun shines through a gap in my bedroom curtains, gently warming my face as I dream about a beautiful woman. I’m stood behind her, you could cut the tension between us with a knife. I stroke my fingers across the side of her neck and she responds by leaning her head to the side presenting the soft skin of her neck to my lips. I go in for a kiss, my lips touch her neck. That’s when my alarm goes off.

 

I wake up to the sound of my phone vibrating in time with a little tune. But the reality is better than the dream as I find myself next to you, my beautiful little Baby Doll Jasmine, your hot little body perfectly fitting against mine like two puzzle pieces. My half erect phallus rests easy between your buttocks. I kiss you on the neck and you sigh, grinding back against my shaft. I want you but patience is my only virtue.

 

I caress your sweet body starting just below your supple breasts and working my way down to your sweet spot. I love the way your soft skin feels and I get such an addictive sense of power knowing I can make you soaking wet by touching the most innocent and unsuspecting parts of your body if I apply the right amount of finesse.

 

My hand wonders over your soft skin. Stroking your thighs and your waist and your hips until you start to moan leads to other things. “How’s your little pussy Baby Doll? Does it still hurt from last night?”

“It’s still a little sore Daddy.” You growl procatively. “Aww let me kiss it better for you.” My head drifts down your body. Still moist from last night, you smell absolutely delicious, your sex making me rock hard in an instant.

 

I kiss you on the tummy and you close your eyes with a sigh. I kiss you again a little lower this time. Then I rest my lips on your flat tight tummy and blow a raspberry making you squeal. “Daddy!” We both laugh. “I’ll stop doing it when you stop laughing!” Back to work, another kiss even lower this time. Lower and lower until I reach your pubic region, still soft and hairless from the close shave you gave it last night.

 

I love to tease, I work my way down between your legs, lower and lower but never quite getting close enough to your sweet parting. You know I’m toying with you. “Daddy!” You beg me to ravage you but I’m enjoying myself too much. Finally I give you a wet kiss right on your petals then I lick my lips like the cat that got the cream.

 

I gently spread your lips and kiss your moist little ruby. I can feel your body melt into the bed as you sigh in relief. After all you went through last night now you finally get to cum. A kiss soon turns into light sucking and light sucking soon turns into light biting, my hard pearly teeth grating against your sore little bean, clamping it in place as I massage it with my tongue.

 

I rub my face against your lips as you grind against my chin with a gasp. You glide against me leaving a slick residue of your addictive substance on my face as I begin to kiss you in earnest. I start off gentle licking harder and faster until the grinding turns into a desperate struggle to contain yourself. You clutch onto my bedsheets, you can feel something build up inside you. Something’s got to give. You suddenly sit up and clutch my head holding me in place as if I’d escape if you let go.

 

You finally get to let loose control, cumming on my face with a violent judder and then flop back down onto the bed. A hot shiver runs through your body as I hold you down by your hips and follow through. Barely able to contain yourself you let out a single tone. Like an angel singing you’re music to my ears. I wipe my face clean with the back of my hand. “There’s no way the neighbours didn’t hear you. My office tonight.” You catch your breath. “Yes Daddy.”

 

I check the temperature of the shower with my hands, the water flowing through my fingers like sand before I step in. I let the warm water flow over my body and immediately feel invigorated. I open the cap on a bottle of mint shower gel. The strong scented oils feel good on my skin and even better on my shaft, still at half mast from the excitement earlier. As I rub it into my knob end I wish I was inside your hot little mouth with a couple of extra strong mints. It burns so good.

 

I hear foot steps as you walk up to the shower. “Aww do you want to come and have a shower with Daddy?” You nod with a cute smile. “OK come stand in front of Daddy and I’ll wash your hair for you.” I say with open arms. I keep a bottle of your shampoo in here for when you shower with Daddy. I open the bottle and squeeze a generous helping into my hand while you stand under the shower head and wet your hair.

 

I gently massage the shampoo into your hair, accidentally poking you with my tent pole. You assume I was masturbating in the shower, reach around and grasp my shaft so that you can finish me off. The thought of my shaft being inches away from your sweet little pussy, still slick with your cum arouses me. I know that if I was to push your shoulders against the wall, pin you down and have my way with you your sweet slippery lips would offer little resistance, I would slip right inside you.

 

Your soft hand feels so good around my yard stick, I could let you rub me all day. “No Jasmine we don’t have time I still owe you ten lashes for last night.” I wrap my hands around your hips and turn you around. Pressing my body against yours I give you a kiss as I run my fingers through your hair. We rinse out the remaining shampoo and I let you use Daddy’s shower gel, rubbing it into each other’s bodies. I pay particular attention to your pert supple breasts and nipples.

 

After showering you go to your room and get dressed and then meet me in my room. Modest yet provocative. “You look amazing Jasmine.” You’re wearing a short skirt, long socks and a tight blouse. “Thank you Daddy.”

“You’re welcome, now come here.” I gesture over to my bed as I pick up my cane and then sit down on the edge of the mattress. I grab you by the arm and pull you towards me, bending you over my lap.

 

I pull your little skirt up to reveal your peachy round bottom and give it a slap. Your firm flesh feels good against my hand, rippling for a brief second like the abs of a boxer who’s just been punched in the stomach. I grasp one of your buttocks and then massage it with my fingers like dough. I continue to massage your bottom giving it the occasional light slap until it feels warm. That’s when I know I’ve done enough foreplay.

 

Now it’s time for action. Without warning I wrap my cane across your bottom making you squeal like a little girl. It leaves a thin red line across your bum with a gap in the middle where your cheeks meet. Whack! Another stroke, harder but with less follow through leaving another pink line on your sweet little butt. “Let’s hear it.” I snap as I give you another lash. “Three. Sorry Daddy.”

 

“No. I haven’t heard you say anything for the first two yet Jasmine.” Crack goes another strike. “One. Sorry Daddy.”

“Good.” I give you another eight strokes in steady succession and we count together calling in unison. “Two. Three… Seven. Eight.”

“Sorry Daddy.” You sob.

 

I pause for a moment allowing ourselves a few seconds to compose ourselves. I always like to finish on a particularly viscous strike, lest you forget what the punishment was for. I can feel you take a deep breath in anticipation and wiggle your hips to get into a more comfortable position. As you wiggle on my lap I can feel the heat radiating four burning vulva as it touches my clean pressed trousers.

 

With my free hand I pull your panties to one side and stroke a finger up between your wet slit so I can lick the juices off a digit. Again I want to have my way with you, bend you over the bed and nail you hard til I cum. Just a quickie but we don’t have time for that and it’s your fault for being naughty last night. I’ve gone soft on you, I shouldn’t have even let you cum this morning but my precious little Baby Doll is so beautiful I have to spoil her a little some times.

 

I strike down on your peachy bottom as hard as I can. The cane strikes you with a miniature thunder clap what echoes around the room. The pain takes a second to register as the sting bites into your flesh making it burn. This time rather than a thin pink line the cane leaves a thick crimson bar across your otherwise perfect and unblemished buttocks. “Ahh! Ten. Sorry Daddy.”

“Good. Now stand up.” We both stand up and face each other as you brush yourself down and adjust your knickers.

 

I look down at my trousers to see a little snail trail where your lips kissed my thigh. I don’t have time to change, I’ll have to wipe it off with a wet handkerchief when I get to work. I put my hands on your shoulders and look you in the eye.

“You understand why I did that don’t you jasmine.”

“Yes Daddy.”

“You can’t move during punishment. What if you’d sat up and my belt had caught you in the eye?”

 

“I understand.” You’re so cute you make me smile. I wipe away a tear from your eyes and kiss you on the fore head. “Good girl. Hows your pussy? Did Daddy do a good job kissing it better for you? ” You blush. “Hmm. Yes, thank you Daddy.” You kiss me on the lips. “Good. What would you like for Breakfast Baby Doll?”

“Will you make me pancakes please Daddy?”

“Of course Baby Doll.”

 

“Oh and daddy?”

“Yes Dear?”

“Is it still Date Night tomorrow night?”

“It certainly is.” We both always look forward to Date Night. It always starts out innocent enough but never ends without the most incredible heat of passion.

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