All participants in the story are over the age of 18. This is intended for those who like BDSM stories centered around DDlg. This is NOT a tale of incest!
** As previously stated all chapters in Gideon's perspective are titled Saving Her, and all chapters in Lilah's perspective are titled Saved By Him. Administrators told me I needed to keep the same title. So I will put a title before the beginning of the story to help with any confusion.
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SAVED BY HIM
I looked up at him while on my knees. The sight of him towering over me as his breath caught at the sight of my kneeling stirred something inside me.
I was full of emotions at that moment, but everything silenced the moment he stood me back up.
"I don't expect you to kneel to me just because you're about to be punished baby."
"I just wanted to show you I could be a good girl."
I felt him pull me closer as his smile washed over me.
"You are a good girl Babygirl, but kneeling to me is a level of surrender you aren't aware of yet." "Until you understand what kneeling before me means I don't want you to do it."
"Yes, Sir."
"What does my little girl think is suitable as punishment?"
I pondered the question.
"Spankings?"
"I agree but that's not enough, you didn't learn from earlier."
He brushed my hair to one side gently tucking it behind my ear.
"Do you still need to use the ladies room?"
I shook my head no, I had felt scared when he asked if I would please him in public like the other subs were doing.
"I was just scared..."
His hands wrapped around my waist and his eyes grew soft. Taking my cheek in one of his palms he stared into my eyes.
"Just so we are clear, I wouldn't have asked you to do something like that in public."
"But... that's not the point, the point was you didn't trust that I wouldn't ask."
"I need to trust you will follow as I say, but you need to trust I won't push you past what you are comfortable with, that's how this works."
I let out a sigh of relief. He hadn't asked me if I would because he wanted me to, but rather wanted to see how far I trusted him. There was a learning curve that we both would need to account for, but knowing he hadn't wanted that still made me feel better.
"You said you needed my complete trust tonight... and I didn't give it."
I took in a deep breath.
"I'm sorry Daddy..."
He leaned down placing a gentle kiss on my forehead, that would be his last gentle touch for the time being.
"Yes I did and no you didn't, now turn around and lean over the bed."
"Yes, Sir," I responded walking over to the bed leaning over it.
My ass was presented nicely to him, my mind was reeling but my body was frozen in need. It was like I needed his touch and control even though giving up my control scared me.
I felt his lips brush against my ear, as he whispered:
"Count out loud Babygirl."
I nodded my head in response and felt his hand come down hard on my ass cheek.
"One!"
One turned into two then three. I didn't know how many spanks I was going to get.
"FIVE!" I cried out gripping the sheets on the bed.
I shut my eyes tight waiting for the next lash but instead, felt his hands gently rub over my reddened cheeks.
I moaned feelings the warmth of his skin glide over my sensitive ass. As I relaxed my body releasing the sheets from my grip I felt him push my legs apart.
Taking a deep breath in I prepared myself for something. I didn't know whether it would be painful or not, but I tried my best to remain calm.
When his fingers slid between the lips of my sex parting them to rest at my clit I felt my knees buckle.
"What's the rule little one?"
"To not call you by your real name."
I moaned as he began encircling my clit.
"Hmm, I'm going to play with this sweet pussy of yours and you're not allowed to cum until I say."
"Yes, daddy."
I eagerly pushed my hips down on his hand. It felt so good to be touched by him to be in his control. I felt his other hand move up my back gently, then slowly wrap around my hair. His hold on me wasn't aggressive or harsh, it calmed me and my body was one with his hand.
My whimpers grew louder as he started to finger me, while simultaneously pulling my hair back just enough to make me arch back. Curving his fingers to find my G-spot he sucked in a breath feeling my hole clutch around him.
"Daddy not there if you do I'll cum, I can't control it."
He ignored my moans of protest and began to speed his rhythm. My hardened nipples rubbed against the sheets on the bed making me hypersensitive. That touch alone was sending me over the edge.
Pulling me up hard I cried out in pain as he began to thrust 3 fingers in me spreading me wider. It was a painful pleasure I had never experienced before, yet my body responded like it had been trained to react to him.
"Fuck Daddy, please can I cum?"
"No"
I was visibly pouting, but he just plunged his fingers deeper into me making me stand on my tippy toes just to take them in.
"Daddy"
I panted.
"Please, I can't hold it please Daddy!"
His fingers changed angles then slowed but he was still strategically moving them around. I squirmed my hips not able to go anywhere. The hold he still had on my hair had me pinned against him. My breath quickened and I let my head fall back on his shoulder.
I relaxed my body trying to control my breathing, as a reward I felt him release the hold from my hair. However, his fingers remained deep inside me, thrusting long and slow.
Using his now free hand he ran his fingers down my chest. As he grabbed one of my breasts I heard a low growl.
"You are perfect little one."
"Daddy please I'm going to cum!"
Again he changed the angle to prevent me from cumming.
"No please don't I NEED to cum."