She stood outside the door to the hotel room, raising her hand to knock but then placing it back by her side. She takes a deep breath and raises her hand again, her knuckles almost reaching the wood of the door this time.
"What are you doing here, this isn't right ... turn around and go back to your room and leave in the morning to go home, he'll never know you were here ... it's the right thing to do" babygirl spoke to herself as she stepped away from the door. She turned and took a couple of steps down the hallway, preparing to go back to her own room. She couldn't. She knew it was wrong and she hated herself for it, but she was just dying to see him. After all this time, she thought that she had moved on, thought she grew stronger, thought she had it under control ... but knowing that Daddy was just on the other side of that door, she just couldn't handle it. She didn't have the control, she never did. Daddy was in control, and it was proper that way. She didn't have to make the tough choices, they were made for her already - she just had to trust and follow, something she always struggled to do.
"You can do it - just knock. You'll regret it forever if you don't. What if he's mad? What if he wants to hurt me? What if he punishes me for the way I've acted? Ii can't do it."
"Why am I arguing with myself in the hallway? This is ridiculous, I have to choose ..."
*knock, knock knock*
Her hands gently tapped on the outside of the door, she was shaking. She was so nervous, so excited ... The unknown, it had always been her fear.
"Just a minute" she heard Daddy's voice come through the door and a moment later the lock was being undone and the one thing separating her from him was opened. Daddy was standing in the doorway. She couldn't breathe. What was she doing here?!
Babygirl whispers, barely audible, "I can't do this, this was a mistake" and she turns to rush down the hallway to the staircase that will lead her back to her room, away from him. She had only gotten in a couple of steps before she felt a sharp pain at the back of her head and she felt as if she was falling backwards. She stumbled backwards trying to catch her footing, her hands going up to the back of her head where the pain was ... and she felt Daddy's hand.
She feels his stubbly skin and his warm breath against her ear just seconds before she hears his voice again "and where the fuck do you think you are going? Get your ass inside this room and don't make a scene slut." Daddy pulls her into his room and pushes her away from him as he releases her hair. She jumps as she hears the door slam behind her ... and the deadbolt lock into place.
Babygirl turns around to face Daddy, "this is a mista..." his hand connects with the side of her face before she can finish her sentence. He's standing right in front of her, his hand comes up from his side and she is certain he is going to slap her again, she braces herself for the sting ... but it doesn't come. His hand slides up her neck to her hair, he tangles his fingers in her hair and jerks her back.
"Your attitude is what has been a mistake, one I have every intention of correcting. It would be in your best interest to shut your smart ass mouth, unless you want to make things worse" he threatens her.
After a few moments of silence, she whispers ... "yes Daddy." He leans in and bites her lip, her chin, he pulls her head back and bites her neck a little harder. Babygirl whimpers.
"Save your whimpers, you'll be needing them later..." he warns. Daddy lets go of her hair and takes several steps away from her. He turns and looks towards her. She knows what he wants, what she is supposed to do. It's the moment of truth ... can she do it? Will she do it? She knows she only has a matter of seconds to decide on her own how this is going to play out - if she doesn't do it willingly, he will be next to her before she can blink and he will force her to do it. She doesn't want to upset him. She wrestles with her thoughts, she has tried so hard to be strong and stand up for herself, but she wants to submit to Daddy. Why does she want it, what is wrong with her?
Daddy clears his throat, he can tell she is struggling with her choice and she is about out of time to make her own decision. She's here in his room, what happens now is partially up to her ... she can do it willingly, or be forced. Either way, Daddy will have his pleasure and babygirl will get her punishment.
She looks up at him as she hears him clear his throat, she sees him shift his weight on legs ... shit, he's going to come over here. Get on your knees you idiot, crawl over there - she mentally scolds herself. Just as Daddy's foot comes up off the ground she drops to her knees. you idiot, that was close, don't piss him off ... Daddy places his foot back on the ground and she can feel him smirking. She drops her hands to the grounds and convinces her legs and arms to move. She crawls across the floor, closing the distance between them.
As she reaches Daddy's feet, she lifts herself up slightly, her head level with Daddy's cock. She can see the outline of it through his pants, her breathing becomes more shallow. She leans forward until her lips are touching him, she places a kiss against his cock. Chills run through her as she takes her rightful place at Daddy's feet, or maybe it's the belt he is wearing that is eye level with her at this moment ... or both. stop thinking, just do what you're supposed to do ... She places her hands back on the ground and she crawls around behind Daddy. His hand connects with her ass the moment her body has gotten to his side. She jumps, that had never happened before, she wasn't prepared. Her breathing faster now, a slight sting on her ass, she continues around until she is behind Daddy completely. She lifts herself up, and places a kiss on Daddy's ass. Her mouth lingering for a moment, she loves being behind Daddy, her mouth against his ass. Babygirl places her hands back on the ground, and crawls around the other side of Daddy. As she makes her way back in front of him, she lifts herself once more and places another kiss against his cock. She can feel Daddy's cock jump against her mouth, and she rests her head against his leg for a moment.
Daddy takes a step back from and the sting against the side of her face comes just seconds later. "Good girl, I was beginning to think Daddy was going to have to reteach you yet another lesson" he half scolds, half praises.
"Thank you Daddy" she says ... he slaps her face again "you're welcome" Daddy rubs the side of her face, he can feel the warmth coming from where he struck her. Daddy walks over and pulls a chair out from the desk and slides it to the middle of the floor, right next to her. He sits down and motions for her.
"Daddy is going to spank you now. Not for pleasure, not for fun ... because you were disobedient. Over my lap, now" he commanded.
