All participants in the story are of the age 18. This is intended for those who like BDSM stories centered around DDlg. This is NOT a tale of incest!
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The bell for 4th period rang and I honestly did contemplate going but with the day I had been having, I decided otherwise. I figured if I hid in the library no one would find me and be able to tell Xavier where I was and that I was missing class.
As the final tardy bell rang I took a seat in the corner on a beanbag chair pulling out my journal to write. Writing for me was my escape for when I wasn't with Xavier.
We were both 18 and seniors in high school but I called him Daddy.
We had discovered the DD/lg lifestyle together and that only brought us closer as we learned to embrace our natural urges. I was definitely a bratty little but he always knew how to put me in my place.
Resuming a poem I had started that weekend before I allowed my brain to shut off.
15 minutes after classes began my phone vibrated bringing me back to reality.
"Why aren't you in class?"
Rolling my eyes I put my phone away, I really wasn't in the mood to explain my day to Xavier.
"Child I see you reading my messages answer me NOW!"
"I don't feel like either."
"I didn't give you an option Violet."
"Did I ask for one?"
"Hallway closet three minutes NOW."
"What if I'm not there?"
"2"
I smirked getting smart, he didn't know where I was so I felt ballsier. Replying back I laughed to myself.
"One."
"You're fucked little one I know where you are."
I looked around getting nervous but seeing the library still empty calmed down enough to reply back.
"Oh, really where?"
"The library... now closet or I'm going to come get you and you won't like the way I'll do it."
"Yes, Sir."
I hurried to pack my bags ushering myself to the hallway closet we called ours. Standing in front of the door I suddenly felt afraid to go inside.
Since I had acted bratty that only meant one thing. My phone vibrated again and I looked at the message.
"Child if you make me wait any longer I'm opening this door and pulling you in here."
Instantly I opened the door sliding in the tight enclosure, it was dark but I felt his presence before I felt his hand on my hair.
"I'm sorry Daddy."
"No you're not but you will be."
Pushing me against the wall he bent me over putting my ass on display. My school skirt fell to the floor followed by my lace panties leaving me feeling barred.
His touch was like fire burning any bare skin he touched. Even in the dark, I knew he would have the same fire look in his eyes.
"Daddy I'm sorry I didn't mean..."
Before I could finish a sharp blow across my ass landed down covering one of my ass cheeks.
"One" I whimpered out.
"There's no need to count."
I flexed my ass aware then that I was in serious trouble. He only told me to not count when he didn't have a set number in his head.
Not feeling any further lashes I relaxed. Just as I did his hand landed again stinging my ass.
Bending me over further I grabbed onto the nearby shelves for support. When I was situated he began to increase his lashes and increase the power as well.
He hadn't said to count out loud but I counted in my head needing to know the number.
When I reached 25 I whimpered out hoping he was almost done. But I doubted it, I had been more bratty than usual.
I couldn't deny how wet I was though, every sting brought me further into submission.
Covering my mouth to silence my whimpers he jerked me up.
"Did you just need a good fucking to remind you who owns you, or is this your way of asking for attention?"
I moaned into his hand as he spread my legs and slapped my pussy lips.
"So wet, you're enjoying this huh little one?"
I nodded my head yes and felt him slap my pussy harder. This time his slap caused my knees to buckle under me.
Gripping me tightly he held me up until I positioned myself again.
"So which is it?"
Uncovering my mouth he started his blows again making me whimper as tears began to form.
"I don't know Sir."
Entangling my hair into his hand he jerked me back to a standing position. Leaning against him I could feel his thickness through his slacks.
Running his fingertips between my sex he began to move in circles. My wetness lubricated his fingers making it easy for him to slide two fingers in me.
"I'm only going to ask this one more time if you don't give me an answer I'll have no choice but to deny you from cumming for a whole week."
The thought of not cumming for a week made me flinch and I instantly cried out.