Chapters (42)
- Charming Your Dad
- Spotify Playlist
- Dedication
- Content Warning
- 1. Blair
- 2. Dax
- 3. Blair
- 4. Dax
- 5. Blair
- 6. Dax
- 7. Blair
- 8. Dax
- 9. Blair
- 10. Blair
- 11. Dax
- 12. Blair
- 13. Dax
- 14. Blair
- 15. Dax
- 16. Blair
- 17. Blair
- 18. Blair
- 19. Dax
- 20. Blair
- 21. Dax
- 22. Blair
- 23. Dax
- 24. Blair
- 25. Dax
- 26. Dax
- 27. Blair
- 28. Blair
- 29. Dax
- 30. Dax
- 31. Blair
- 32. Dax
- 33. Blair
- 34. Blair
- 35. Blair
- 36. Dax
- About the Author
- Acknowledgements
“This ass is going to be the death of me,” he groans, before he repeats removing and inserting the plug. The added pressure with his deep thrusts makes me groan. I watch as a few demons in front of me shift themselves. One of them releases his cock from his pants and strokes himself as he watches. I watch his movements as Dax continues to fuck me, his thrusts so hard all I can hear is our breathing and the smacking of our skin.
“You going to come for daddy?” he asks. I groan, not feeling close. “Your words, Blair.”
“Touch my clit,” I plead, and I don’t have to look at him to know he’s grinning. One of his shadows wraps underneath me and plays with my clit as he fucks me ruthlessly. The sensation is unreal. Soft leather wrapped around my body. How Dax is playing with my clit, pussy, and ass. Being restrained and at his will while others watch on. Stimulation overload sends me over the edge, a scream ripping out of me. I clench around Dax’s length as he removes the plug. I hear the clank of the metal hitting the floor and gasp as he slowly pushes himself inside of me.
“So good for me, preparing this ass. I don’t think it’s anywhere near pink enough,” he says. I made sure that I was lubed up and ready to go before the event, and I can’t wait to feel the reward from my pre-planning. Dax spins the swing, so that the audience can now see where he is inside of my ass. “I think my sweet little demon needs me to redden this ass while I fuck it.”
“Fuck,” I rasp out, Dax’s grip on my cheeks punishing as he stills inside of me. It’s clear his shadows are holding the swing steady. He grips my left cheek as he smacks the other. My gasp is loud as the smacks hit my bottom.
“That’s it, pet.”
Smack
“So fucking perfect.”
I can no longer see the audience but I know they are all getting off on this show that he is putting on for them. His spanks are nowhere near as hard as he’s done them before, but he is definitely bringing a flush to my cheeks.
He picks up his pace. Rocking in and out of me hard. The thwack of his pelvis against my ass, hitting the tender flesh he just got done smacking. He moans behind me as he stills, filling me up with his release.