Oversleeping to a Rude Awaening

All characters are consenting adults.

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Wanda (the woman my husband pays to stay with me when He is at work) put me down for my nap and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner for Daddy (the name I call my husband) and me for later. She allowed me to have pbj for lunch today. She really is a great caretaker, even if I have to lick her butthole and pussy until she cums as "thank you" every day before she goes home.

Normally, I thank her shortly after my nap before I greet Daddy when He gets home from work, but today I had to thank her before my nap, because she told me she will be gone before I wake up. This time, she didn't allow me to wash my face after thanking her, so now I am trying to sleep with her sticky juices all over my face. But the joke's on her, cuz I hid my paci under my pillow when she wasn't paying attention earlier, so I put that in my mouth and start rubbing the corner of my blanket until I fall asleep.

I am dreaming of the ice cream shop. I love ice cream so much! It is so cold and sweet and yummy. I like to get coffee ice cream made into hot fudge sundaes with nuts and toffee on top. Sometimes I even like some banana in it like a split. But the banana in my dream tastes warm and salty. And it is way too big. I start to gag and wake up unable to breathe.

This is when I realize Daddy is home!

"Wakey, wakey!," He says as He looks down at me and fucks my face. I try to process what is happening, because normally He is not home this early, and I greet Him at the front door when He arrives. "Someone overslept from her nap," He adds. "And with a paci in her mouth, no less! Where did you find it? You know that is only for when Daddy is here to give it to you."

Oh dear. I know I am going to get it now! It didn't seem like I was asleep that long! I planned on putting it back after I woke. I am still not quite awake yet, trying to breathe between thrusts, saliva strings everywhere, and my mind is racing for what both oversleeping and getting caught with my paci will mean for me. But Daddy just keeps fucking my throat until He releases His load as far down as He can push, not allowing me to taste a drop. My first punishment, I know, because He normally releases in my mouth so I can taste His cum.

When He pulls out of my mouth, I catch my breath. He wipes away the moisture from my eyes and asks me where I found it and what possessed me to take it upon myself to sneak it during my nap. I do not know what to say. I just start to cry.

"Crying will not get you out of this. You know your tears only make my dick hard, my bratty one, and I had a very tough day at work and would very much enjoy releasing the stress of my day into your ass, now spill it," He demands.

"I don't know, Daddy. I just wanted it to comfort me, because Wanda..."

"Try again."

"I wanted it. I knew better but did it anyway. I am very sorry, Daddy, and I will take whatever punishment you say."

"That's better," He says as He wipes away my tears, His dick getting hard already so soon after cumming down my throat. I don't know why my tears excite Him so much, but they are like fucking viagra to Him! "Stand up, and put your hands on the dresser, now," He orders. And I quickly obey.

He immediately lifts my dress above my head and removes my panties. Then He just leaves me standing there naked with my hands on the dresser. I can hear Him walking around, but He is not saying anything.

"Stick your butt out and hold it there. Do. Not. Move."

I immediately comply, "Yes, Daddy." I am still whimpering. I cannot help it. And my crying is just fueling His hard-on and whatever sadistic plan He has for me.

"Here is what is going to happen. I am going to give you ten hard spanks for oversleeping. Then I am going to give you twenty hard spanks for sneaking your paci. When I am done with that, I am going to need to continue to be rough with you for my needs. I had a very stressful day at work today, and I need you to take some extra from me on this. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Daddy," I whisper, trying to hold back my tears for disappointing Him, especially on a day that was already stressful for Him.

"That is my good girl. Now I need you to hold very still and take it. You can count out loud if that helps you release some of your suffering, but do not flinch, do not move out of position, do not allow your hands or feet to get in my way, and do not say any words that are not numbers you are counting," He continues, "Nod your head if you understand."

I nod in compliance and brace myself for what is about to come.

The first ten hard spanks come from His belt. He does not hold back. The pain is intense, and it takes all of my self-control not to do the "owie" dance after each one. But I know He really needs this, so I do not move a muscle as I count out loud.

Then the twenty for stealing my paci come with the paddle! I can feel bruising starting after just the first whack! I do my best to endure and be a good girl. I earned these twenty by breaking the rules in such a blatant way. By the time the twentieth thud hits my ass, I am sobbing, but I do not move.

After the last swing of the paddle, Daddy rubs my butt and tells me I took my punishment like a good girl. He asks me to repeat why I received those spanks and then tells me I am forgiven, but now He needs to use my body to release His work stress, and he turns me around to give me a forehead kiss and then throws me onto the bed.

Before I can figure out what position He wants me in, He pulls my ankles toward Him, puts them on His shoulders and promptly shoves His hard dick deep in my ass. As I try to adjust to the pain and prepare for the thrusts that are sure to follow, Daddy then slaps my left boob. Hard. And then the right. "That's right, slut. You are going to take this like a big girl" as He fucks my ass hard and continues to abuse my breasts. I begin to enjoy the pain as I can see the stress easing out of His body as He uses me like His human-sized squishy stress ball and calls me the names He only uses in moments like this. He grabs my breasts hard and digs His fingers in deep as He pulls on them to leverage my torso into Him even more as He slams His cock into my ass harder and harder. I know I do not dare to even think about my own orgasm right now and keep my hands from finding my clit. This is about His needs, and I know He will take care of me after He feels better. "Fuck. You are being such a good whore taking it for Daddy right now," He groans.

Soon, He flips me over, goes right back to railing my ass again, then pulls my hair in a way my back arches. With His other hand, He begins choking me. "Take it, little slut," He growls as He plunges even deeper into my ass, the pain threatening to make me cum any minute, but I know not to. He doesn't even have to say.

Then He pushes my head all the way into the mattress and leverages Himself higher and drills into me while pulling my hair, pushing my head down, and pounding my ass with all His force. "Take it, like a little bitch. You know you want this. You want to be used like a little whore. You love my hard cock violating your tiny asshole. Say it."

"I love your hard cock violating my tiny asshole, Daddy. I want you to use me like your tiny whore," I say, and then I hear Him cum. Hard. I can barely breathe from the force of His final few thrusts. I stay in position while He catches His breath.

"That is my very good princess," He says. "Daddy needed that very very much. I am so proud of you. You are my good girl."