Dirty Erotic Oneshots

struggled against me, but I pulled both of her hands behind her back easily. I delivered several hard slaps to her skirt-covered ass.

"Stop squirming, Renee," I said, "you're only making things harder on yourself. Just say what I told you to say and I'll stop."

"NO!" she screamed, "you can't do this! I'm a nice girl!"

"Do nice girls read books like that?" I said, smacking her ass again, "I don't think so!"

I reached under her skirt to feel her panties. 

"Do nice girls flash their thong at their employer?" 

SMACK! I spanked her again.

"Please stop, Mr. Hammond."

"What kind of girl are you, Renee?"

"I'm -- I'm a good girl!"

SMACK!

"I just don't think I'm getting through to you, Renee."

With my free hand, I yanked down her panties, tearing them at the waist so that they came off her legs without having to pass over her shoes.

"What are you doing?" she gasped, "those are my favorite!"

"They're going to come in handy you little slut," I said, using the torn panties to secure her hands behind her back. Now I was free to lift her skirt and continue the spanking. When I flipped her skirt up to expose her incredible ass, I felt my cock twitch in my pants. I knew it was going to need some attention very soon.

"Renee," I said, pushing a finger into her sopping pussy, "I do believe the spanking has gotten you wet. Would a nice girl get wet from a spanking? I don't think so."

She moaned as I worked my fingers in and out. 

"I'm -- I'm a good girl," she moaned. 

SMACK!

"Wrong answer again, Renee. I think you might actually like this."

"No!" she moaned. Her ass was beginning to turn a nice shade of pink.

"I still don't think I'm getting through to you, Renee. I think I'm going to have to use my belt."

"NO!" she cried, squirming even more over my lap, "Don't use your belt Mr. Hammond. I'll sue! I'll tell your wife!"

"Something tells me you won't, Renee. And I think you know what the magic words are. Tell me that you're a cock-teasing slut!"

"I'm a nice girl," she whispered.

I unhooked my belt with one hand and pulled on it. It made a whipping sound as it moved through the loops on my pants. I coiled it in my hand and ran it across Renee's already-reddened ass so that she could feel the smooth leather.

"One last chance Renee. What do we call girls like you?"

"I'm a good girl," she said, defiantly. 

"Ok, you asked for it."

I brought my belt down across her bare ass. 

CRACK!

"What do we call girls like you, Renee?"

"I'm a good girl!"' she repeated, her voice cracking. I worked two fingers into her pussy, probing her wetness and teasing her clit as I wound up for another smack. I aimed this stroke of the belt directly across her pussy. 

Renee moaned in pleasure. 

"Rub my pussy, Mr. Hammond."

"What was that, Renee?"

"Rub my pussy, please, sir."

I spanked her ass hard with the belt. I could almost see the welt it would leave rising before my eyes.

Renee moaned in a mixture of pleasure and pain. There were tears streaming down her face.

"What are you, Renee?"

"I'm a slut, sir," she whispered.

"I didn't hear that," I said, giving her ass another sharp smack with the belt. 

She gasped.

"I'm a slut, sir. Please rub my pussy sir. Please stop spanking me."

"I'm not going to let you cum until you say what I told you to say before."

"I'm a cock-teasing slut."

"I didn't hear you!"

I smacked her ass several more times with the belt, leaving large red welts.

"Please stop, sir."

"You will refer to me from now on as 'daddy'," I said, spanking her ass more gently with my hand now.

"Yes sir," she whimpered.

"What was that, slut?" 

SMACK!

I smacked her ass so hard that my hand stung stung.

"I'm a cock-teasing slut, daddy!"

"Get on you knees, slut," I said, lifting her from my lap and putting her on the floor. Her hands were still securely tied behind her back. 

I unzipped my pants and watched her look of surprise as my cock sprang out of its enclosure. Though I am a fairly average looking man for my age, I sport a member that is quite large and thick when fully aroused.

"How - how big is it?" asked Renee timidly, looking up at my unit in awe.

"Why don't we find out, slut? Would you like to measure daddy's cock?"

"Yes, daddy," she said, still on her knees, wriggling against her bonds.

"If I untie your hands will you promise to behave yourself?"

"Yes daddy."

I untied her hands.

"Go over to the drawer over there and get the ruler that you find inside."

She started to stand. I pulled back my belt and landed a wicked stroke across her ass.

"I didn't say you could stand, slut. Stay on your knees."

"Yes, daddy."

She crawled to the desk and opened the drawer. After a moment of rummaging, she found the ruler. 

"Ok, slut," I said, standing over her and stroking my cock after she had slid back to me on her hands and knees, "let's see how many inches of cock you're going to be fitting in that cute little mouth of yours."

"But Mr. Hammond," her eyes were wide, "I've only given a few blowjobs, and had sex maybe six times in my life. I don't think I'm ever going to be able to fit that thing in my mouth."

"What's my name, slut?" I snatched the ruler out of her hand and smacked it across her ass.

"Daddy."

"That's better. Now take this and measure me."

She took the ruler and held one end at the base of my cock. Then she looked at the other end.

"Nine, almost ten inches, daddy."

"That's right, slut. Let's just say nine and a half."

"Ok."

She was clearly anxious about what was going to happen next.

"Do you want me to let you cum Renee?"

"Yes daddy."

"Then you're going to have to suck my cock first. Would you like that?"

"No daddy. I'm not sure daddy. It's so big!"

"You're going to beg me for it, you little slut," I said. I was dripping precum from the end of my shaft. 

I held my cock in one hand and tugged on her hair firmly with the other. Then I smacked her across the face with my cock. She looked up at me in shock.

"Daddy, can I please suck your cock?"

"That's more like it."

She opened her mouth and devoured my throbbing member. 

"Now you're being a good girl," I said, pulling on her hair and fucking her face, "take daddy's cock."

I heard her start to gag, so I pulled out.

"Let me hear you beg for it again you little slut."

"Please, daddy!"

I smacked my cock across her face again.

"Please what, slut?"

"Please let me suck your cock."

"Why should I let you do that?"

"Because I'm a cock-sucking whore, daddy."

"Louder."

"BECAUSE I'M A COCK-SUCKING WHORE, DADDY!"

I pushed my cock into her waiting mouth and groaned as it slid past her full red lips into her throat. This time, when she started to gag, I kept it down her throat just a bit longer. Her eyes began to turn red and water, so I pulled it back out and slapped her face with it again.

"You love this cock, don't you slut?"

"I'm a slut for your cock, daddy. Please let me suck your cock, daddy."

I pushed my cock back into her mouth and began to fuck her throat now. 

"Play with yourself while I fuck your throat, slut."

Her hand raced down to her clit while I moved my shaft in and out of her tight throat. I knew I wasn't going to last long, and I wanted to make sure that my cum went to good use, so I pulled my cock out and started jerking it over her face just as she brought herself to orgasm.

"Beg for my cum you slut."

"Oh - yes --," she said as she rubbed her pussy, "cum all over my face. I want your hot cum all over my slutty face, daddy!"

I grunted in pleasure as I felt the first several spurts of cum shoot from my throbbing member. I coated Renee's face and chest, then grabbed a handful of her hair and wiped off my member with it. 

She smiled up at me, then slowly and deliberately scooped the cum from her cheeks and forehead and put it into her mouth, careful not to miss a single tiny drop.

"Your cum tastes sooo good daddy," she said.

"Glad you like it, slut."

I looked at my watch.

"The kids are almost done with school. You can't pick them up looking like that. I'll have to do it."

I pulled up my pants, put on my belt and examined myself for fluids. I seemed to be clean.

"I'm going to take them out for ice cream and then to their aunt's house," I said, "when I get back, I want you upstairs in the bedroom waiting for me. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Mr. Hammond."

"What's my name?"

"Daddy."

"That's right."

I closed the door to the office behind me and went to pick up the boys. 

----

When I returned, the house was quiet. I went up the stairs and into the bedroom. Renee was standing next to the bed, waiting for me. She was wearing a short nightie that exposed most of her breasts and fell just below her ass. Her hair was tied back in pigtails and she was wearing lipstick. 

"Why are you standing, Renee?"

"Because my ass is so sore from your belt, daddy!"

She turned around to show me her red, swollen rear, still quite shapely and attractive despite its injury. 

"Right," I said, "you have no one but yourself to blame, young lady. Slutty behavior around the children will not be tolerated in this house."

"Yes, daddy."

"Now why don't you let daddy make you more comfortable."

I went to the dresser and got a bottle of massage oil from the top drawer. Then I sat on the bed and gestured for her to get across my lap.

"You're not going to spank me again, are you daddy?" asked the shapely 20-year-old.

"No Renee, I'm going to make it better."

She spread herself across my lap for the second time that day, this time willingly. I began to massage the oil into her sore ass. 

"That feels good, daddy."

I worked it slowly into her injured skin for several minutes, taking care not to touch the welts too firmly. Then I dribbled a little more oil onto her, making sure to get some onto the tiny brown rosebud that was her asshole. I massaged around the area for a moment before slowly sliding a finger inside her. At the same time, I began to finger her pussy, which was moist with its own juices.

"What are you doing, daddy?"

"Making you feel good, baby."

I worked a finger further into her ass while I massaged her clit with the same hand. With my other hand, I continued rubbing the rest of her butt.

"Daddy's going to make you feel really good, baby."

"Mmm."

Her breathing began to accelerate, and soon I had brought her to a short but powerful orgasm. I felt her ass clench down around my finger.

"Good girl."

I looked up at the top of the dresser across from the bed. A teddy bear looked back at us. Little did Renee know, it contained a so-called "nanny-cam" which was recording everything we did. I hadn't planned on it ahead of time, but now there would be a record of our encounter.

"You like having something in your ass, don't you babe?"

"Yes, daddy."

"Daddy's going to give you something else to put in your ass."

She rolled over partway and looked up at me. 

"But daddy -- it's --"

"Too big?"

"Yes, daddy!"

"How big is it baby?"

"It's 9 1/2 inches."

"That's right. Get on your knees and take it out, baby."

She dropped to her knees in front of me on the bed. Then she unbuckled my belt and pulled my pants and boxer-briefs down far enough to allow my shaft and balls their freedom. She looked absolutely wonderful on her knees, looking up in awe at my shaft which was longer than her entire face.

"Get to work you little slut."

She began to lick the underside of my cock, barely covering its massive surface area with her