Arcadia Resurgence by Vague Vermillion (e books free to read txt) 📖

Daddy. I mean Yes Sir"

"Now with a punishment you will count and thank me after every smack I give you. Is that clear?"

"Yes Sir."

"I will always explain to you why you are being punished so you learn to obey the rules. Tonight you came without permission. Now this is your first lesson to understand you will do as you are told. 10 smacks with the flogger shall do tonight." I heard her whimper. Without warning I flick the flogger over one cheek with a loud SMACK.

"AHHHHH... one... thank you Sir, another please." I gave another SMACK to her other cheek. "Two... thank you Sir...may I have another?" I smack her ass over and over four more times, crisscrossing each time and harder with each one.

"AAHHHHH three...four...five...six... thank you Sir...may I have another?" I flicked harder watching the red lines darken over her already red ass from this afternoon's spanking. Each smack of the flogger causing her to whence and whimper. My cock was getting harder when each flick of it. SMACK, SMACK.

"Seven...eight...thank you Sir...may I have another?" I grin as I twist my wrist and swing from the side catching both cheeks. "NINE...thank you Sir...may I have another." I wait several agenizing minutes as I see she is baring down waiting for it. I walk around her and kneel down.

"I know what you are doing babygirl and for that this last one will really be painful." I stood up to lean over and swing very hard the straps hitting her clit hard causing her to scream out.

"OHHH FUCK SIR...TEN...DADDY PLEASE FUCK ME...YOUR BABYGIRL NEEDS YOUR COCK."

"Since you were a good girl taking your punishment. I think a reward is in order." I undo and pull my pants down, followed by my boxers. My hard cock bouncing up as the waistband of my boxers releases it. Lining my cock to her pussy I grab her hips and in one hard thrust I bury my cock deep. "OHHHH SHIT." I started to pump deep and hard. Filling her pussy completely with my cock while my balls slap her clit.

"OHHH FUCK DADDY!!!! YOU FEEL SO GOOD!!!! KEEP FUCKING ME!!!" I thrusted harder and deeper my cock swelling. 

"That's it babygirl. I need to fucking fill you."

"Do it Daddy. Fill your babygirl slut's pussy with your hot seed." Just the thought of impregnating her caused me to explode.

"AAHHHH FUCK BABYGIRL!!! CUM NOW!!" I slapped her ass very hard as I shot deep into her womb. My cock spasms with each shot as I hold deep into her pussy. The feel of my hot cum splashing her walls combined with my command causes her to spasm as well and her pussy tightens over my cock as she orgasms.

"OOHHH FUCCKK DADDY!!" Her body nearly lifting from the saw horse. I slowly pull my cock out and watch her shudder when the head of my cock slides over her sensitive clit. Smiling as my cum slowly oozes out of her glistening hole. Her breathing calming down as she slumped over the sawhorse. 

Finally getting my strength back I pull my pants up and button them up. I knelt and unstrapped her ankles then pulled her pants and panties completely off. I stood up and walked around to unstrap her wrists. She groaned when I slowly pulled her up and lifted her into my arms. When my arms brushed her welted red ass she whimpered.

I carried her out of the dungeon and into my bedroom. As I laid her down I turned her body so she was on her stomach. I went to the living room and grabbed the lotion returning to the bedroom. I could see she was awake when she moved her head to watch me. I sat next to her and poured lotion into my hands. Just as with the spanking I gently rubbed the lotion on while we looked at each other.

"Ok babygirl. Tell me what you think about your first real punishment." She leaned her head up and rested it on her hand to look at me better.

"First I will say that I trust you Daddy. I know you wouldn't hurt me very bad, but I was so wet. I had to try hard to keep from cumming after each smack. I still feel the aftershocks from my orgasm. Daddy?"

"Yes sweetie."

"I think...I think I love the pain. I might just be a painslut." She said giggling.

"Well we will have to see about that. I went light on you today. Well light for me. I can punish much harder. Trust me I can leave some deep bruises." I heard her whimper at that thought.

"I can't wait to feel the other toys you have Daddy. In fact it's making me wet thinking about them." I grinned before leaning up to kiss her deeply. Pulling back.

"There is one thing I didn't think about until now. Birth control."

"Daddy. I want to always feel your cock in me without a condom. I am on birth control. But to be honest I have a fantasy about getting pregnant from your seed. Maybe someday I go off and we do it?" My cock throbbed just from her words. Oh I would love to spill my seed into her unprotected womb someday.

"Maybe after enough time so we can tell if we want to keep this." I smiled knowing this was a topic that might come up every so often. "Anything else?"

"Well. I was enjoying being restrained. Can we do some rope play next time? I want to feel completely bound."

"We can do that. Remember I am not only your Daddy, but I'll be your teacher along the way. I know it will not only give you a better understanding of who you are but will also help with your paper." I looked at the clock and it was still early. "Why don't we watch some TV to relax and calm down a bit, then we can enjoy a nice round of love making."

"Daddy. Let's skip the relaxing part and go straight to the love making." She giggled. Oh how I'm going to love this girl. Vague as the future Cryptic as the past

 Raven sat in a quiet corner of her favorite restaurant. With her back to the wall she could watch the entire room. But her attention wasn’t on the people around her or the coffee and pastry set before her. Instead it was focused on the notebook she was rapidly filling with her latest story. The words flowed in an unending stream onto the paper. Then with the same decisive movement her pen had made, she closed the notebook and sat back with a deep sigh.

Her deep green eyes slowly focused and took in her surroundings. The restaurant was empty except for her and a semi-large group seated at the table directly across the room from her. With her first love of writing satisfied, she chose to indulge in her second favorite pass time...people watching.

She counted ten women of diverse cultures, ages, and appearances. All were extremely beautiful. They were sensual and graceful in movement, and held the rapt attention of several waiters. The ladies attention, however, was centered on the one male in their group. And lord, what a man!!

It was difficult to determine his height, but Raven found his muscular body and handsome face stunningly attractive. For a moment the Libran aspect of her took over and simply absorbed the beauty before her. As she watched and admired him, a number of things became obvious.

Each of the women was devoted to his comfort and pleasure. His drink was constantly refreshed, and one girl held a tray of snacks that were constantly replenished by one of the others and offered to him by a third. His every wish was not only fulfilled, but also anticipated.

Just as the women were attentive to him, he was equally attentive to them. Frequently he would reach out and caress whoever was closest, a gentle touch on a shoulder, a back, or a face. He did not grope them blindly, but lovingly and gently repaid their attention with his own. Those who especially pleased him received a more intimate reward, a touch of his hand to breast, buttock, or pubic mound. To secure such intimate rewards, each woman worked in harmony to ensure his pleasure.

Raven sighed and wondered what it would be like to be a member of such a group, to be of one mind in the pursuit of serving one gorgeous man. As vague ideas and thoughts ran through her mind about this, she saw one of the women slip and bump his hand spilling a small portion of his drink. Without blinking or hesitation, she turned and presented her rounded ass to him. He raised his hand and another of the entourage placed a small riding crop in his hand. Without hesitation, he delivered five quick blows to the buttocks presented to him, then handed the crop back to its presenter.

With a gasp, Raven sat up straight in her chair. Taking her eyes from the scene before her, she paused and thought for a moment. What had she just seen? A random incident of violence, a premeditated attack upon the woman, or a master correcting an employee or servant? She thought about it for a moment longer and then gasped as the reality of the situation became apparent. Her startled gaze moved once more to the table across the room from her to be held by the ice blue eyes of the dark man. For a moment he held her gaze and then slowly he looked over her trim body. Holding Raven’s gaze once more, his hand swung out and landed with a resounding smack on the still upturned buttocks before him. Raven noticed that not one whimper had escaped the lips of the woman being punished.

He then reached out and raised the woman to a standing position, pulled her head down to him and kissed her on her full red lips. All activity at the table stopped while the punishment went on. His gaze returned to Raven and locked with hers. As he held her gaze, he raised his hand. One of his entourage approached with a small card and a pen. Without removing his gaze from Raven’s, he dictated a short message and then waved the woman in Raven’s direction.

As the woman approached, Raven turned her head and looked to the woman. Without a word, the woman handed Raven the card and then rejoined the group who were getting up to leave. As he rose, Raven noticed the large gold medallion that hung around his neck. With the distance between them she was unable to discern what was etched into the surface of the brilliant metal. As Raven watched, and without a word, the entourage left the restaurant.

After the group had left the building, Raven’s attention was drawn to the card she clutched in her hand. The message was simple; an address followed by “One hour. Be there or not.” Adventurous and curious by nature, she wasted no time in packing her notebook away and paying her bill. With excitement building in her, it seemed to take forever for the valet to recover her jet black Grand Prix and pull it around in front of the restaurant.