You Were Naughty

Disclaimer - All parties are at least 18 years of age and in a consensual BDSM/DDlg relationship.

As I am putting away the dishes from my evening snack, I think back to the other day. You broke one of my rules, and as a consequence I told you that for one week you would have to obtain my permission in order to masturbate. No matter the time of day, you would be required to receive an affirmative response either verbally, by phone, text or email.

The first time you asked was when I was shopping for groceries. You called me and I could hear the need in your voice when you asked "Daddy, may I touch myself?"

My first instinct was to say "Yes. You go ahead sweetie," but I stamped it down. Instead, I asked sternly, "Have you been a good girl all day? Do you really think you deserve it?"

You replied hopefully "I was...mostly good?"

I could practically hear you shrugging, so I prodded gently "Do you really think that 'mostly good' is good enough?"

Your soft whimper before you answered nearly broke my resolve. "No daddy"...

After cleaning up the mess from my snack I make my way up the stairs, and pause as I near the top. I can't put my finger on it yet, but something alerted my instincts. Then it clicks, the brief flurry of activity from your room that I heard, followed total silence, as I was coming up the stairs. I freeze listening intently and hear a tiny whimper through the door to your room. I stride swiftly over to your door knowing what I will find.

As I open the door, I see you on your bed, with your knees pulled up to your chest and covers up to your chin. You don't realize that I can see the glimmer of moisture on your fingertips, and that I know it is from your sweet little kitty. I growl low, "You were very naughty! Since you want orgasms so badly, Daddy is going to GIVE you orgasms!" I feel my cock going hard even as I fight back a tear at the fear in your eyes.

As I approach the side of your bed, I tell you "Lay flat on your back." Once you are in position I lean down to bring our faces closer, but you tilt your head up clearly hoping to distract me with a kiss. I place my palm against your breastbone and gently but firmly push you back down. "No." I say. "This isn't funishment. You have been disrespectful and there will be consequences. Do not move again unless I tell you."

You whisper back with a frown, "Yes Daddy."

I roughly strip your blanket away revealing your naked body completely. "Close your eyes, raise your hands above your head and take hold of your headboard. Do not let go, and whatever happens, do NOT move again until I say." I have not raised my voice above that of a quiet conversation, but I can see your hands tremble as you follow my command.

We have done something like this before, but this is the first time I made you close your eyes for it. I stand up and can see your fear and anticipation in the slight shivers which spread down through your arms. I continue to watch, not saying or doing anything as I watch your fear and anticipation build.

The shivers have spread through your entire body, and even though I am not touching you, I can see your breaths coming faster and faster, as well as a fine sheen of sweat that has broken out on your body from the effort of remaining perfectly still.

I know you were on the verge of an orgasm when I interrupted you, that you haven't had an orgasm in 3 days, and I plan to take full advantage of these facts. I lean back down and whisper in your ear, "Don't. Move." as I drag a fingertip slowly and ever so lightly across your collar bone, then breathe into you "Cum for Daddy."

I stand again and watch as every muscle in your body goes rigid while you struggle not to move and your first orgasm of the day crashes through you like a series of waves. To me it seems like seconds, but I know that to you it feels like much longer as your orgasm subsides and you are left gasping from the effort.

You moved a little, but you managed to remain mostly still when you came for me, and your eyes remained tightly shut. I am so proud of you that I choose to overlook the minor movements of your toes curling, and your tiny hands squeezing the unyielding wood of your headboard. I slide my finger down between your breasts as I plan your next orgasm.

After your 4th orgasm You are starting to lose the battle against your own body, and it shows. You managed to stay mostly still for much longer than I expected, but I can see and hear that you are at your limit. It shows in the random spasms I am starting to see rippling across your body, in the tears streaming from your tightly clenched eyes, and in your panting whimpers "No more Daddy...I'm sorry...I want to be good again."

It takes me a moment to clear the lump in my throat to respond. "Okay sweetie, come here." I gather you up in my arms for a hug, and as I kiss your neck I whisper "Would you like to help Daddy cum now too?" and I can feel you nodding vigorously into my neck as you squeak "Yes please."

I gently place you back on the bed with your bottom on the edge of the bed, then step back and start undressing as you lean forward to watch. I remove my shirt, tossing it to the floor behind me, then follow that with my undershirt. You lick your lips as I unbuckle my belt, and I can practically feel your gaze on the bulge in my pants. As I slide my pants off, I kick them aside along with my shirts, then I slide my underpants down, freeing my throbbing shaft to bob just inches from your face. As you start to lean in, I ask, "Where would you like me to fill you up, sweetie?"

I can tell what you want before you speak, when you sit up straight, eyes going wide, and your fingers dive towards your glistening wet pussy. "Here Daddy"

"Lay back baby-girl and pull your knees up for me." I say as I move closer. As you comply, I begin to gently glide my cock along the opening to your vagina, then up over your clit and back down, gathering your moisture across the head and shaft. "Good girl" I moan as I slide back down your folds and press just the head of my member into you, then I slide my palms down your thighs, along your bottom and wrap my hands around your hips so you can relax your legs along my arms.

I look down into your tear reddened eyes, and groan when they widen briefly as I pull you oh so slowly onto my erection. Millimeter, by millimeter, I enter your soft wetness, angling so that my cock head slides along your g-spot on the way in. You try to to roll your hips as I enter you, but my grip on you is too strong and you have no leverage because I have pulled you partly off the bed. My arms supporting your legs and ass, my firm grasp around your hips, and the erection I am oh so slowly impaling you on, are all that are keeping you from sliding off the bed. I gradually pull you fully onto my length and briefly grind my pelvis against you. Gazing into your eyes I moan "I love you so much, sweetie." and I gently roll my hips back and begin slowly thrusting into your warm little sheath, gliding the head of my cock along your g-spot in both directions. I take long slow strokes pulling out until just my throbbing head remains inside you, before smoothly reversing direction until I am once again buried in your sweet depths, grinding against you. As I continue I can feel you building towards your next orgasm, I see your eyes roll back as you knead your breasts with one hand, while you move your other hand up, place your thumb in your mouth and begin sucking on it. The sudden wet clenching of your sex around me as you cum, pushes me over the edge as well. I growl as I plunge into you one last time, back arching as I pump my cum deep inside your hot wet little pussy.

Gasping at the force of my own orgasm, I lean down to gather you in my arms, with my cock still inside you. I hug you tight, kiss your neck and stroke your hair as I tell you how good you make me feel. I treasure the sensation of your wet little sheath, enrobing my cock like warm liquid silk. You are so smooth, soft and inviting that I don't want to pull out, but I know your muscles are already starting to ache.

You whimper as I stand back up and ease my shaft back out of you. I smile down at you, "Come with me sweetie, we need to get you ready for bed." I hold your hand as I guide you into the bathroom and place a towel on the toilet lid so you don't have to sit your bare bottom on the cold lid. I place a small stool in the shower, then start the water running to warm while I gather towels and your softest flannel pajamas.

By the time the water is ready I can tell you're about to fall asleep from your slightly dazed look. I lead you into the shower, and sit you down. I play the shower nozzle down your back, then back up to soak your hair. I let you hold the shower nozzle as I work shampoo through your hair, being careful not to let any stray suds near your eyes. I massage your scalp and neck then kiss your forehead as you sigh contentedly.

Once I have washed you lovingly from the top of your head to the tips of your little toes, I shut off the water and wrap your hair in a towel. As I stand you up to move you back to your towel on the toilet seat I kiss you softly and tell you how pretty you are. Your soft moans and sighs as I towel off your glistening body, warms my heart more than I can describe.

You watch me groggily through half-lidded eyes as I dry myself, and move the stool out of the shower for you, and move you there to make it easier to apply your body lotion. I then get out your favorite lotion. With smooth, gentle and practiced movements I soothe the lotion across your body, over and into muscles that are now fatigued but relaxed. I let your hair down from the towel, finish drying it and brush it out, loving the feel of your silky hair sliding through my hands, and the little soft noises you make. I can't help but lean down frequently to kiss your neck, cheeks and perfect little ears.

After helping you into your pajamas I hold your hand as we make our way back to bed. I tuck you in, hand you your favorite stuffy, then crawl into bed behind you, and whisper softly in your ear. "Sweet dreams babygirl, Daddy loves you."