Emily and Jason just sit there on the couch basking in the sexual energy that had exploded a few minutes earlier. As they cuddle she chose to rest her head on his chest and listens to his recently accelerated heartbeat come back to normal all while watching her Daddy's member slowly soften. Both were staring at the movie playing on the television but neither really watching.
Jason observes Emily as her head subtly moves up and down in sync with his breathing. He brings his hand to her head and softly caresses her rich brown hair stilled tussled from his rough actions earlier in the evening.
"Now my cum slut, are you ready to receive your punishment?" He asks even though they both already knew the answer.
"Yes Daddy" Emily replies, almost as if she was falling into her role a little too easily while she lifts her head and turns around to look at him.
"Good, we are going to go over some ground rules. So pay attention. I want you to know that you will always understand what you are being punished for." He almost felt her body tremble at the words. Emily worried to herself about how she was going to stay alert, she's been holding off her orgasm since before dinner and now it's been just right there on the cusp of letting loose. She couldn't wait until she was free for release.
"Now, put your heels back on, and wait here until otherwise instructed." Jason said in a steely tone that made her pussy quiver. He lifts his pants as he stood up and lazily zips them up and walks away to the bedroom without even a glance back in her direction.
The shoes are in a haphazard pile next to the couch still in the position they were when they dropped to the ground. She leans over and slides her feet her in, loving the way her red toe polish was peeking out of the open toe 'fuck me pumps.' The movie was fodder noise in the background because she is too distracted. She can hear him moving around in the other room but is clueless to what he is doing. Grabbing her wine glass she drank the last few gulps hoping it would help calm her nerves.
A few minutes later and Jason emerges from the bedroom barefoot and in a pair of dark denim. This was Emily's turn to admire his body. He's in his late thirties, well-built and dark hair speckled across his chest.
"Come, slut" as he nudges his head in the direction of the door.
Riding a little wave of defiance, and perhaps the wine she just drank too fast for her own good, she responds sarcastically while standing up "well you gotta fuck me first."
Before she realized the words that came out of her mouth he was across the room and stood right in front of her. He grabs one wrist, then the other and joins them together behind her back, pulling her shoulders back and pushing her hard nipples in to his chest. Jason observes her breathing get deeper as they gaze at one another.
It was an intimate moment. She separates her lips slightly as if the thought of kissing him had crossed her mind. He continues to just stare at her, not taking the bait she laid out for him.
Wordlessly he flips her around roughly and pushes her in to the couch bending her over. Even though Emily is petite she has long legs; add he five inch heels and her ass was at the perfect height for him. He takes the time to appreciate the nice round globes of her ass before he is about to turn them pink with punishment.
With Emily bent over in all her beauty; he can finally see her thoroughly for the first time, without screens and miles dividing one another. Her glistening pussy lips snuggled tightly between her nice round butt cheeks.
"Do you think it's smart to make comments like that right before your punishment, slut?"
"No, I was just making a joke" she merely replies.
Emily heard the loud smack before she felt the sting on her ass. Then the same exact sting on the other cheek shortly after. She makes sure she doesn't make a sound as her pussy dampened to the point she thought it was running down her leg.
Jason enjoys watching her take the punishment she has been asking for. She will be begging for my dick by the end of the night he thought to himself.
"Is that any way to talk to your Daddy?" he asks grabbing her hair at the base of her neck and pulling her head back so they make eye contact.
"No sir," she responds almost mockingly as they look at each other. Jason can't believe the defiance she is already displaying on the first night. He is enjoying her spunk, even though she can't know it.
He releases her hair and strikes again. Once on the left cheek, and then he repeats on the right. He can see the redness start to spread across her ass, enjoying the view he smiles internally. "Are you going to continue to act like a brat?" he asks her, feeling his cock twitch again at the site of this sexy woman bent over needing to be spanked and fucked.
