Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
The video he was watching didn’t show the players’ faces, which had been blurred out, but Courick could hear their voices with no problem.
“Come here!” The male was sitting in a chair and he pointed at the female who came to him at once.
“Yes, Sir?” Her voice was high and vulnerable—it reminded Courick of the tone Addison had used when she asked him to check under her bed for monsters. “Is something wrong?” she asked.
“Yes, something’s wrong! You’ve been a naughty girl—a very bad girl. And it’s time you were punished for your naughtiness,” the male exclaimed. “Which means I’m going to have to take you over my knee and spank you.”
“Oh, Daddy—do you really have to spank me?” The woman didn’t sound upset at all at the prospect of a spanking, Courick thought. Her voice was high and breathless with anticipation and desire.
“I’m afraid so. Now take off your panties and bend over my knee,” the human male demanded.
The woman complied with no delay. Shimmying out of a pair of lacy white panties, she kicked them aside and lay submissively over one of the male’s knees with her generous ass in the air for him.
Gods! Courick shifted uneasily. His cock was hard again. Why was this affecting him so much? Was it the woman’s willing submission? The way she gave herself without question and trusted the male she was with to either please or punish her at will? Why should the idea of a female submitting be so arousing? He tried to push the question away and just watch the scene playing out on his laptop.
“All right now—I’m going to give your ass a hard spanking and if you’re not good, I’ll have to spank your pussy too,” the human male warned. “It’s the only way to make you a good girl again.”
“Yes, Sir,” the woman murmured. She made no attempt to shield herself as the male raised her lacy skirt.
Once the spanking began, however, she began twisting and moaning.
“Ow, that hurts! Please, Daddy—please! I’m sorry! I’ll be a good girl from now on!”
“It’s too late for that!” The male holding her growled. “In fact, spread your legs for Daddy—I need to spank your pussy too.”
“Oh, but Daddy!” The woman wailed. But when he reached down between her thighs, she spread her legs for him as he had commanded. This showed her puffy pink cunt lips which were wet with her juices.
Just like Addison got so wet tonight, Courick couldn’t help thinking. Gods, her pussy honey had been coating her inner thighs and her hot little pussy had been all swollen and needy…
Stop thinking about it, he ordered himself and went back to watching the video. The human male was now spanking his female’s pussy—though Courick noted that he was using light, quick slaps rather than the harsher blows he’d used on her ass. Clearly he knew this was a sensitive area that couldn’t take as much abuse as her rounded bottom.
But it seemed to Courick that rather than causing pain, this spanking was causing pleasure—at least if the female sub’s reaction was any indication.
“Oh! Oh, Daddy!” she moaned, her hips twitching as she writhed across his knee. “You’re making my little pussy so hot and wet!”
“Coming for you—coming on your fingers while you rub my little pussy!” moaned Addison’s voice in his head.
Courick tried to push the memory away—but he couldn’t help remembering how Addison had bucked her hips and begged him to make her come…how she had writhed against his fingers as he stroked her hot little cunt and then fucked deeply into her wet depths…
No, stop it—I have to stop this!
Courick slapped his laptop closed and clenched his hands into fists. He mustn’t let his mind go in that direction with Addison—he’d already done more than he should with her tonight. He couldn’t go down that road with her…and yet, he wanted to meet her needs so she never had to go back to that dangerous club again!
Of course, he couldn’t meet her sexual needs—he’d nearly broken his vow already and he didn’t intend to go any further in that direction, he told himself sternly. But maybe he could meet her emotional needs—at least for a while—until she could find a human male who was right for her.
He tried not to picture her with another male though—the thought was upsetting. It made him feel angry and possessive to even consider it. So instead he concentrated on the present—on the here and now. What could he do to help her—to keep her safe and meet her needs?
He considered the problem and all the things he’d learned and as he did, an idea began to form in his mind…
11
ADDISON
Addison didn’t know what to expect on Monday morning. She’d been hoping to see Courick again sometime during the weekend, but there had been no evidence of her stern and growly boss other than the note he’d left in her car, which had mysteriously appeared in her regular parking spot the morning after their encounter. It had simply read,