Anna wrestled with the sheets merged tight around her bare waist and reached out for Jeff. Swinging her arm, she tried to find him. She wanted his large arm wrapped around her or to feel the soothing strands that engulfed his chest. Instead, she felt a space still warm beside her.
Shifting her eyes open, Anna scanned the empty bed. Waking alone after a harsh punishment wasn't ideal. A sickened sadness formed in her throat and came with a cry out for him. He had broken her little body, and now she needed her Daddy Dom the most.
Squinting, Anna adjusted her eyes toward the bright cracks surrounding the bathroom door. Jeff was nearby, and that both calmed and unnerved her.
Anna pushed her stuffie up against her bare chest and leaned forward, unaccustomed to the pangs on her body. Thanks to her smart mouth, Jeff had gotten rough with her and pushed her limits. He had never fucked her in the ass, only threatened the painful act on occasion.
Although she had taken his forced anal with excitement, she wasn't prepared for the sore after-effects. Her tanned thighs hurt from the thick ropes squeezed around her bronze flesh. She rubbed her hip and felt the raised flog stripes along her once smooth skin.
Anna covered her body when Jeff returned from the bathroom dressed in a gray suit. She examined his smooth walk toward the door. Was he even going to say goodbye?
"Good morning," Her voice hitched in her throat.
Jeff flipped on the light, disclosing the exhaustion in her doe eyes. He had memorized all of her expressions thus far, but this one was different. He casually walked over to the bed and tousled her hair.
"Good morning," he pinched her chin, "are you feeling better?"
Anna melted from his warm touch, relaxing when his hand dressed her shoulder. She wanted him to lay down and hold her in his arms.
"Can, um." Anna averted her eyes, her throat dry with emotion.
"It's early. You still have a few hours before you need to get up." He pulled her arm, "Let's get you in your bed so you can sleep it off."
"Are you still mad at me?"
"Are you still a hard-headed little brat?"
Anna frowned, "I wasn't being a brat."
"You were."
"I wasn't."
"You most definitely weren't."
"I was, Not!" she squeaked, "Stop being mean to me."
"Stop arguing with me. You won't win," Jeff hovered above her with a stern expression, and she held her tongue as he continued, deepening his rich tone, "Go get in your bed and go back to sleep."
"Why?" Anna scrunched her face and tossed back in exhaustion, "Why can't I sleep here?"
"You won't be sleeping with me again until you can learn to behave."
Anna tossed her head back and forth, sliding curls over the pillowcase, and whined at not getting her way.
Jeff found the act amusing. He laughed at her display, pushing loose curls from her forehead, "Look, I've been easy on you. But, you've got to learn your lesson," he lowered is voice, "If you push my buttons, you get punished. It's simple."
"I didn't push your buttons." Anna pushed his hand away as he attempted to touch her face, "Leave me alone."
"Anna," Jeff tried to touch her, and again, she grudgingly twisted her head away.
"Go," she kicked him.
In a swift motion, he grabbed her hair and yanked her head back to face him.
"That's your final warning. I'll break you, little girl, if you keep disobeying."
"I. I didn't do anything. You are being mean to me and then you..." Anna paused as tears surfaced.
Jeff pulled down the covers and examined her bare breasts. He slid her nipple between his fingers.
"This is your act. Being a baby after you finish being a hateful bitch." Jeff bitterly chuckled, "I am slowly catching on."
"I wasn't mean to you. It was you that-"
"I wasn't mean to you," Jeff mocked, shifting to her other ridge.
"Stop. Touching me." Anna tossed her chest in annoyance.
Jeff bent to taste her sweet nipple. He left an ache with his teeth before soothing his tongue over the bud.
"Stop," Anna spoke but pushed her small chest into his face, enjoying his nibbles of affection. She held his hairy jaw when he cupped her small breast. He circled her dots with rapid flicks.
Their eyes met and she pouted, "You hurt me."
"You deserved it--"
"I-"
"Shut up," Jeff groaned, "You deserved what I gave you, probably more."
"You deserve jail time for what you've done to me."
Jeff didn't like her attitude and pinched her brown nipple, "Stop being a Brat and say you're sorry."
"Ah, hmm," Anna moaned despite the hurt, "Mm, stop. I wasn't being a brat. I was -- ugh, stop being mean to me."
Jeff mocked her and she pushed him away with a sneer.
"You're mean. You broke up with me, so. Whatever. It's over anyway. I don't have to be here." Anna tried to get up and he pressed his hand against her chest, pushing her back.
"I know what I said. But I take it back. I'm not letting you go that easily," he smiled, rolling his thumb over her tender nipple, "I know you need me."
"I don't need you," Anna quickly snapped, leaning up to avoid sitting directly on her sore ass, "You hurt me."
"You need discipline, little girl."
"I don't," Anna rolled her eyes, "All you do is hurt me. I've got bruises and-"
"Aw, poor baby," Jeff mockingly interrupted, pulling back the covers, "Did I hurt the mean little bitch?"
Anna wrestled to get the covers back but failed. He pushed her back into the pillows, dragging her swinging legs to lay flat. His rough handling made her heart twitch. She hated herself for liking it.
With a smile, Jeff took in his handy work. The slashes on her thighs, once fiery red, had calmed, holding a bluish tone. He bent and kissed the ringed blemish around her thigh.
Anna gasped, mesmerized by his tender kisses. She lay stiff as his digits smoothed over her soft tummy. He led a hot trail of kisses up her shoulders before continuing a tongue lap around her neckline.
"Uhm," Anna buckled, rubbing her feet against his thigh as jitters flew under her skin. Her juices flowed instantly and she dropped down as his lips pressed sweetly on her cheek.
"I didn't mean to be so rough," he mumbled between kisses, "But aren't you my little pain slut?"
Anna shrugged, momentarily disliking the harsh name.
Jeff rolled his palms down her curves, "You like it when I hurt you."
"I don't," she whispered the lie.
He scoffed and flipped her over on her stomach to examine the stripes on her ass. He kneaded her bruised flesh, licking his lips at his artistry.
"You took that punishment like a fucking champion," he praised, "But, next time you mouth off at me, I'll put more than a cock in your ass."
Anna bit her lip and turned her head to take in her bruised rear. He stretched her cheeks apart and she had minor flashbacks of his hard cock sliding into her asshole. Feeling sore now, she wondered if she imagined the pleasure. It was a haze.
"It hurts," she whined, and teasingly wiggled her asscheeks.
Jeff made her cheeks wave with a few pats and twisted her around. On her back, Anna tensed and sucked in her gut, ensuring a flat stomach. He knew her insecurities and walked his fingers down her tummy until she giggled and relaxed her frame.
