The Billionaire's Daughter (11 page)

“I
told you not to move!” Dante barked, smacking her smartly, several times
through the scarf.
 
“Patience!”

Kate
yelped, the zing and surprise of his smacks sparking through her body.

“I’m
sorry, Sir,” she wailed.
 
“I’ll be
still.”

“See
that you are or your pretty little bottom will pay the price,” he warned.

 
He waited a moment then once again
reached between her legs.
 
The
lightness of the touch was torturous and Kate clenched her fists as the teasing
continued.
 
She ached to respond,
to wriggle, to demand more, but his sharp smacks kept her at bay.

The
minutes ticked by, and just as she thought she could stand it no longer his
feather like fondling ceased, and she could feel the air breath against
her.
 
Dante had lifted the scarf
just enough to expose her swollen sex.
 
Placing his thumbs on each of her lips he spread them apart.
 
Kate groaned at the lewd exposure,
hoping it meant he was about to slide his glorious cock inside her hungry
pussy.

“Now
then Kate, if I gave you permission what would you ask me to do to you next?”
he asked, seeing the evidence of her fever glistening between his thumbs.

“Oh
Sir,” she cried, “I would ask you to slide inside me.”

Never
had she hungered for a man so intensely.
 
She was positively yearning for him.

“Is
that right?” he said, slipping his fingers inside her juicy slit, causing her
to moan with renewed pleasure.
 
“And how many others have been here before me?”

She
found the words humiliating and swallowed hard.
 
How could she answer such a question?

“I’m
not sure, Sir,” she bleated.

“You’re
not sure?
 
You’ve had so many you
can’t remember?” he said, sharply, continuing to torture her tanked up little
twat.

“No
- it’s not that - it’s
 
-oooh...
four, Sir.”

Dante
was surprised.
 
She’d been running
around in such brazenly slutty clothes for so long he had anticipated a much
larger number.
 
He was pleased and
more than a little relieved.
 
She
wasn’t as promiscuous as he had feared.

“Four.
 
I see.
 
And did they each wear a condom?” he persisted.

Why is he interrogating me like
this?
 
He’s making me crazy...

His
hot hand interrupted her thoughts with a series of sharp stinging slaps.

“Don’t
keep me waiting.
 
When I ask a
question I expect an answer.
 
How
many?”

“All
but two, Sir,” she cried, wriggling her smarting behind.

His
middle finger slid very slightly into her open, slippery door.
 
She wriggled, unable to suppress her
need.
 
His free hand slapped down
hard and fast.
 

“You
really do want to have a very sore bottom don’t you Kate?
 
You must, the way you keep disobeying
me.”

“I
couldn’t help it, Sir,” she wailed.

“That’s
because you lack self discipline.
 
The cause of many of your problems,” he scolded.
 
“Where were we?
 
You said half of your lovers have not
worn condoms.
 
That’s
dreadful.
 
I assume you have been tested
for all relevant diseases that can be caused by unprotected sex?”

Oh good grief.
 
I can’t stand this!

“No,
Sir,” she squeaked.

“And
you expect me to slide my cock inside you?
 
That’s absurd.
 
You shall make an appointment tomorrow and have all the necessary tests
done.”

“Yes,
Sir,” she stammered.

Oh my God.
 
This is unbelievable.

“I’m
not sure you deserve my cock after such irresponsible behavior.
 
What were you thinking?”

“I
 
- I,” she stuttered, unable to come up
with an response.

“You
weren’t, is the answer,” he said, as he continued to fiddle in her cunt. “You
didn’t think about consequences. You only wanted pleasure for immediate
gratification.
 
Isn’t that right?”

“Yes,
Sir.
 
I’m sorry.”

Kate
was overwhelmed.
 
She was
overwhelmed by her craving to feel him inside her, overwhelmed by the
realization she had indeed, been foolish to have had unprotected sex, but more
than anything she was overwhelmed by him, his power and his magical hold over
her.

“If
I were to put a condom on my cock and give you what you desperately want how
would you repay my kindness?” he asked, his voice unexpectedly tender. “Because
kindness it is what it would be, Kate.
 
I want to be kind to you but you are so terribly spoiled I’m concerned
if I show you just a shred of generosity it will go straight to your head and
you’ll end up over my knee again, being seriously spanked for taking advantage
of my good nature.”

“Oh
I won’t, Sir.
 
I promise.
 
I’ll be soooo good.
 
I - I - I’ll ask Lois to teach me how
to cook,” she offered urgently, hoping that might help convince him.

Dante
broke into a broad grin.
 
It was a
brilliant suggestion and he thought it ideal.
 
He was sure Lois would very much enjoy being in charge of
her and it would do Kate the world of good.

“Very
well, Kate.
 
But be warned, if you
dare disappoint me you will be a very sorry girl.”

“Yes,
Sir.
 
Thank you, Sir.”

“Stay
as you are,” he ordered, laying the scarf back across her pretty bottom.
Reaching across and pulling out the drawer of the bedside table he found the condom.
Anticipating the events he was sure would unfold he had made a stop at the
pharmacy while at the hospital.
 

Placing
himself back in position he slipped the rubber over his stiff shaft, and
slithered the scarf back and forth against her skin, slowly moving it up to her
waist and resting it there.
 
Just
as he had done a few moments earlier he separated her lips with his thumbs,
holding her open.
 
Touching his knob
against her he pushed lightly then held himself still.
 
Though it was just a slight intrusion
Kate was ecstatic.
 
It took all her
willpower not to push back against him.

“Please,
Sir,” she whimpered, “please enter me.”

“I’ll
pull out and leave you wanting if you dare ask again,” he warned.
 
“I’ll do with you as I please,
Kate.
 
I’ll take you when I want
and how I want and you’ll learn to be patient and be grateful for whatever I
give you.
 
I have already told you
this is a kindness.
 
Have you
forgotten already?”

“Oh
no, Sir,” she whimpered.
 

How does he expect me not to move,
teasing me this way?

“I
know the lessons are hard,” he said, his voice unexpectedly tender, “but if I’m
not strict with you we’ll get nowhere.”

“Yes,
Sir,” she replied.
 
“I’m sorry.”

“Just
do as you are told and you’ll find life much easier.
 
Now, enjoy this,” he crooned.

WIth
his cock resting at her entrance, he moved his hands on top of her cheeks
caressing softly, then lifting the sensuous scarf once again, began to slide it
back and forth.

“Slip
your fingers between your pussy lips, Kate,” Dante ordered gently. “Pleasure
yourself, feel the scarf and let me know how much you ache for my cock.”

Kate
let out a cry of gratitude and immediately glided her fingers against her sex.

“Remember,
no pushing against me,” he warned, and gave her yet another sound slap to
emphasize the point.

She
found her clit swollen and ultra sensitive and her practiced fingers circled
and swirled, but rather than bring her relief she found it only increased her
heady desire to slide back against him.
 

“Don’t
stop,” he warned, and she groaned loudly, wanting to continue, to surrender to
the pleasure, but the sweet torture was almost too much to bear.
 
A moment later her orgasm was over her,
threatening to explode.

“Sir!”
she cried, “I’m going to -”

“Stop!”
he snapped.
 
“No you’re not.
 
Pull your hand away immediately.”

Kate
let out a wail of frustration and dropped her fingers.

“You
must ask permission,” he said, his voice shockingly calm.
 
“It will rarely be granted but you must
always ask.”

“Yes,
Sir,” she mewed.

His
cock was resting just inside her entrance and he moved it slightly, testing
her.
 
She did not succumb to the
temptation, but remained still, groaning with need.

“Finally,
you are remaining still.
 
We can
move on,” he declared, satisfied this part of his lesson had been learned.

“Kate,
you have been a very uppity girl throughout your life,” he began.
 
“The manner in which you speak to Cecil
and Lois is shocking.
 
The two
people who have watched out for you all these years.
 
Do you understand what I’m talking about?”

“I
- I do,” she said quietly, feeling ashamed.
 
“I just never thought about it.”

How can he scold me like this
 
- now?
 
While he’s inside me?
 

“Well
you’re going to think about it now!” he exclaimed.
 
“I know just how to humble a stuck up, snobby young
woman.
 
Prepare yourself, Kate.”

For what?
 
she wanted to ask.
What
are you going to ---?

Before
she could complete her thought, she gasped in shock as a lone finger traveled
between her cheeks and pressed ever so lightly against her naughty
orifice.
 
She let out a cry of displeasure
and cringed at the invasion, though he wasn’t actually touching her.
 
The unwanted attention was through the
soft, sexy silk.

“I
could always stop, Kate,” he crooned, resting his finger at her back
entrance.
 
“I can just leave and
you won’t have to endure any more lessons, or spanking, or this type of dreaded
attack.”

He
flicked his finger back and forth, then pushed again.
 
She winced in disbelief that he was actually touching her
there.

“Should
I stop and leave you?” he asked.

“No,
Sir.
 
Please don’t leave me,” she
pleaded.

“Then
you must accept this,” he proclaimed.
 
“You feel humbled don’t you Kate?
 
Having me touch you this way?”

She
had been coddled for so long, had disobeyed the rules for so many years, she
needed to be shocked and made to accept something so initially offensive to
her.

“I
do, Sir.
 
I do,” she cried, her
face burning with humiliation.

He
raised the scarf and rested it back across her waist, then returned his finger
to its dreaded target.

“Kate
- you must relax and receive this.
 
You may be surprised what delights can be found here.”

Kate
groaned.
 
It was all too much!

“I’m
going to continue to touch you until I see you have accepted what I’m
offering.
 
It’s up to you how long
I dally here,” he said, calmly.
 
“I
can do this all day,” he finished, pushing a little harder to make his point.

Taking
a deep breath Kate attempted to shake off her fears and embarrassment and
somehow enjoy the lewd attention.
 
She focused on his cock nestled just inside her ravenous cavern, and as
the seconds ticked by she discovered the unwanted finger wasn’t so bad after
all.
 
In fact its light probing was
actually beginning to titillate her.

“That’s
much better,” Dante said softly, and immediately stopped the depraved
attention.
  
“Now you can
move,” he added

She
mewed with relief and immediately wriggled and writhed, seeking out the erotic
pleasure between her legs, pushing back against his cock.
 
He thrust against her, pumped a few
times, then slowed to a stop leaving himself deeply buried.