Wrongful desires, p.13
Wrongful Desires, page 13
"Yeh, just a bit fed up," I sighed as he rested the plates on the bonnet of the car to unlock it. I opened the door of the back to seat Harry in his car seat.
"Cake!" Harry whined, "Joy when are we having cake?" I smiled as I sniffed up the tears, I was always pathetic in awkward situations. All of a sudden the door opened opposite me, Damien leaned in to pass Harry his cake which he hungrily took with a smile. I moved my hand to lift my locks away from my face as Damien gave me a warm smile before closing the door and hopping in the front seat. I carefully nudged Harry's door closed to then slump in the passengers' seat, the leather was warm from the sun however the air held a slight chill. I shuffled in the seat to then look up, Damien sat in his seat holding two plates of cake - it was, may I say cute...
"Here, you deserve it," he motioned for me to take it, to which I did. My mother was an interesting woman at best but the cakes she made were a work of art, I savoured the sweet essence of vanilla with a hint of mint as Damien let out a small chuckle.
"I can't believe we stormed out and you took my mother's china as well!" I laughed as I fondled the icing with my fingertips. Damien smiled wide, his teeth gripping his tongue stud before we took another bite.
"Eh, I wanted the cake," He answered honestly, leaning his strong figure back into the seat. "Yeh, I saw you eyeing it up," I teased as I licked the remaining taste of cream off my fingers. "Wasn't the only thing," he purred before giving me a small wink, his eyes dripping with shimmers of honeycomb and his chocolate hair melting in the afternoon light. I blushed at his words, a crimson hue made its way to my cheeks and neck as he rested a hand upon my exposed thigh. I gazed up, resting the plate on my lap as he cocked his head slightly. Before I knew it, he moved in and planted a strong yet perfect kiss on my lips. It shocked me as his son sat in the back with full sight of his action, however, he only deepened it. He tasted of the cake we had just consumed as his other hand caressed my cheek, I fell into the kiss as his stubble tickled my chin.
"Ewww," Harry groaned, we broke off slowly with low chuckles. I didn't know what we were, but that was okay - I certainly can never say I sat in a car with a man and his son eating stolen cake before…
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I lay in the bath, twisting my hair up into a bun with my hands that stayed dry from the book I was reading. The aura of lavender and rose swam through my nose as I let my locks spill over the edge of the bath, I softly smiled at the thought of what happened today. The look on my mother's face was priceless, for once she had felt how I did. I nudged my book onto the side as I took out the bath plug, I watched for a second as the bubbles collided into a whirlpool. I grasped the towel I had placed tactfully on the floor as I slumped out the bath, the crisp air embraced me as I entered my room with unlatched windows.
I went to find a comfortable t-shirt and panties, however, Damien's words flooded my head about wearing the pale pink panties from earlier. However clean clothes delighted my mind so I kicked my dirty clothes to the side of my dresser. I found a long peach t-shirt that fell just below my ass as well as some cream panties, complimenting my skin tone nicely. I pivoted towards my vanity unit just as a perfectly timed knock landed on my door, I picked up my hairbrush and began to detangle my hair as I called out, "Come in."
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Damien enter, he was dressed the same from earlier look effortlessly handsome and put together. His rough hands fell into his pockets, his veiny arms making his frame appear even more muscular.
"How are you doing," he asked simply, making small steps towards me. "Good, yeh. To be honest, I am grateful for you, I could never have done that." I replied as I sat down the hairbrush. "Good, I am happy. Don't thank me though, I enjoy helping out," He breathed out as I felt him push up against my back. I let out a small whimper as I felt his hand go down to my ass, my eyes peered into the vanity to see his domineering figure behind mine.
"You look so stunning," he whispered into my neck as I felt his other hand creep up to my neck, gripping it softly at first. "Th-thank you," I muttered as he leaned down to lay a light kiss upon my neck, suddenly grasping my throat with more intensity.
"Come on, you know I love when you call me something," he reminded me as I bit my lip from his possessive nature. "Thank you, daddy," I spluttered out as he choked me harder.
"There's my good girl, keep being good for daddy eh?" he growled roughly as I felt him tug my shirt up. Suddenly his grip tightened on my neck as I felt his other hand press me onto the vanity,
"Someone change their panties without asking, what is this young lady?" he queried darkly, I let out a restrained moan as he cupped my arse.
"I wanted to change-" I began to reason my behaviour however I was stopped by a loud spank hitting my arse.
"Watch your mouth or I will wash it out for you, now over my knee," he spoke with authority. His presence left my body as he made his way over to my bed, sitting neatly on the edge with his legs spread slightly awaiting me. I turned to face him as I shuffled my feet, filled with anxieties as I walked over to him. I lifted my sight, his face was cold but his eyes burned at my skin as his jaw tensed in fury,
"I do not like to wait, listen to me otherwise that ass of yours is gonna be even sorer," his deep tones rolled off his tongue as I began to lean over his lap however I have forced down the rest of the way as I buried my head into the duvet. He adjusted my legs so they lay on the bed, tugging up my shirt as a shiver ran down my spine. His hands found their way under my panties, pulling them down roughly off my legs with one hand as his other arm wrapped under and around my waist to lift my exposed ass for him to see.
"You don't deserve to wear panties anymore," he spat as he pulled them to my ankles before laying a sharp, stinging spank upon me. My scream was muffled, as another one was laid on the alternative cheek.
~ Damien ~
I chuckled at her state, so fucking pathetic - I am going to spank her red raw.
"You like that yeh? You like when daddy exposes you and spanks that little arse of yours," I felt her shudder under my touch as I smirked, my eyes resting on her pink cream arse...
Simplify My Honour
~ Damien ~
I admired her state, so innocent. I could do whatever I wanted to her, make her feel things she would have only experienced in her books. Her body was exquisite, every curve I wanted to kiss and bite. Her soft arse glowed a weak strawberry hue from only a couple of spanks, her cries muffled from the duvet she hid her face in. I lifted my resting hand from her back to reach for her apricot locks, tugging them forcefully upwards so I could listen to her breathy moans and exclaims of pain when I punished her.
“Safe word is flora - now don't push your head down," I warned her as I felt her trying to wriggle from my grip, I lay another firm hit on her arse making her intake harshly with a whimper. I chuckled, I loved the way she reacted - that was the best part.
"Now, we can start from the beginning. Count," I instructed as I caressed her flushed cheeks, before letting my hand fall to spank her.
"On-no," She choked out, a blush instantly lighting up her backside.
"Good girl, now thank me after each one from now," I stated, leaning down to her ear slightly so my words intimidated her smallness. I lay another spank down on her, awaiting her stuttering words -
"Two, thank you, daddy," I felt my cock start to grow in approval as I propped up her arse higher for my stare to fall in-between her legs, all exposed. I gazed upon the sweet nectar escaping her lips I longed to push my face against, her arse appeared so inviting it would be a crime not to enjoy it. I slapped her cheeks again, and again - getting faster as I built up the pain and pressure. Her whimpers turning into quiet shrieks that I couldn't care if people heard, she was all mine and she was going to stay that way.
"Eighteen, than-nk you dad-, ninet-een, tha-nk you dad-dy-twenty, than," her words flooded into each other as I increased the pace so her arse glowed scarlet. I halted for a second, using my hand to run over her sensitive area. I traced the outline of the glow, occasionally letting my hand drop between her legs for a split second however her legs were pressed together out of embarrassment, so cute.
"Come on now, open these up," I growled as I pried her legs open with ease however she tried to restrict me. As much as I enjoyed her rebellion, it irritated me as she pathetically tried to deprive me of her beauty.
"Sorry, did I stutter?" I spat as she tried to force her legs closed, however, my hand kept them apart. She remained silent, her body still as a winters night as she tensed on my knees. I tightened my grasp on her hair, jerking her backwards towards me as she struggled in-between swallowed cries,
"Did I stutter young lady?" I growled roughly as I shaped her into an uncountable position, which she brought upon herself.
"No dad-dy," she spoke out, her bratty tone was obvious and I was not going to put up with that. I smiled at the back of her head menacingly, her legs remained tensed around my hand as her body shaped stunningly over my knees. I let her head drop roughly, moving my hand from in-between her legs I forced her down onto the carpeted floor. She yelped quietly as she tumbled down upon it, her face pivoted to view me as her hand rubbed her sore ass. I stayed sitting on the edge of the bed, spreading my legs wider and resting my elbows on either knee with my hands knitted together. I smirked at her darkly, her doe eyes widened as her bottom lip trembled slightly. Her face was flushed and her hair messily cascading down her shoulders,
"Up," I spoke, raising my eyebrows in agreement. She gave me a puzzled look before collecting herself to rise, she shuffled on her feet where she clasped her legs together and hovered a hand over her exposed pussy. The other one dropped to her side as her t-shirt covered the rest of her figure, sadly.
"T-shirt off, then I want you to get on the bed on all fours. Drop your head to the pillow and place your hands above," I spoke as I arose, letting my height and stance threaten her.
"Yes daddy," she replied obediently, I watched her from the corner of my eye take off her shirt as I knelt to the floor to collect her panties - the ones I wanted her to wear. I brought them to my face, her smell was intoxicating as I tongued the juices she left on them. I pivoted on my heel to find her completely naked, she stared wide-eyed at me this close to her underwear. I instantly took another long breath, our eyes still locked as I let my tongue swim over them. I snarled at her as I placed them in my jean pocket, mine now.
"I don't like to wait princess," I cooed, my jaw tensing in impatience. She shivered on cue before crawling onto her sheets, I paced over towards her as she got into my desired position. All fours, head in the pillow, hands above her - bliss. I let her stay there, untouched as I examined her condition, taking my time to absorb her from every angle. I brushed my fingertips against her back, she shuddered at the suspense I had let wait in the air.
"Aw, so jumpy," I let out a small laugh as I stopped at the end of the bed, looking forward to seeing her legs clasped together slightly and her back stiff. I unbuckled my belt, doing it as slow as possible so she could hear the pinch of the leather and cling of the metal. I slid it off with ease, before getting up onto the bed from the end so I knelt behind her. Her whole body quivered at my presence as I folded the belt into a nice whip, creativity was at its finest.
"Now let's spread this little arse of yours eh?" I grasped her arse firmly which gave her back a gorgeous deep arch, spreading her cheeks gave me a better view of her exposed sex.
"Does this humiliate you?" I asked, my hand pressing down on her lower back as the other collected the belt from my side. "Yes daddy, it does," she moaned out into the pillow. I smirked as I aimed the belt before letting it spank her hard. She instantly jumped, however she barely had time to react as I forced her into position - continuing her whipping.
"Maybe someone should have done what she was told and you wouldn't be in this position," I let out through gritted teeth as the sound of the leather smacked sharply against her.
"Daddy please, it hurts-"
“Shut-up," I cut her off as I continued to punish her ass. "Beg me to forgive you," growled out in between her muffled screams, such a good girl for taking it.
"Daddy please, I'm sorry! Please," she cried out, I halted my spanking of her as I sighed in pleasure.
"Good girl, I am proud of you for taking that," I spoke as I rubbed her arse, caressing the dark red and purple patches, "But don't you dare do that again."
~ Joy ~
"I-i won't daddy," I let out into the pillows, my fists clenched together as the pain radiated over my sore arse. His light caress comforted me slightly, however, the pain was undeniable - yet I enjoyed it...
I felt sweat build up on my neck and forehead, as my body started to relax. Yet I was caught off guard from my absent-minded thoughts by hand spreading my pussy, I shivered as I instinctively pulled away however a hand held me still.
"Let daddy look at you," I heard Damien speak darkly, his deep tones gliding off his tongue whilst his fingers glided over my wetness. I heard him spit as it landed on my pussy, my reaction was to whimper as he rubbed it into my arse causing my body to flinch at the unfamiliar feeling. He began to pleasure me, which subsided the pain as my body gave into his sadist ways. Moans began to escape me, filling the room as he bent to lay long licks on my exposed area he dominated. His tongue stud tickling my clit as he tongued me from front to back, I squirmed at his new tricks however both his hands found my wait to thrust his face against me. I gripped the sheets firmly as the feeling increase and the orgasm built up inside my stomach, biting onto the pillow to mute my sounds.
"Hmm, you taste so good. Be a good girl and cum for daddy," he commanded as I rode his face from behind, bent over in my submission. He increased his speed, tonguing at my clit and occasionally making long licks up to my arse to flood my senses as I came hard - a release my throbbing clit demanded. I lay in my instructed position as my orgasm drifted away, my pussy still tensing at the new sensations as I felt Damien part his figure from mine. I inhaled in relief from the prolonged arousal, peace surrounding me as it took away the pain that stung my arse.
"You think we are done? So cute," I heard Damien chuckle as he replaced his hands to my waist. I shuddered as I tried to press my legs together, my head trying to turn to see his next move as my hands lay above me.
I suddenly felt his cock force it's way inside me as I bit my lip from the sudden feeling which absorbed me, my tightness was still present as he slammed up against my sensitive cheeks, gripping at them.
He thrust deeply inside of me, I pushed back in response which made me pause for a split second.
"You like that eh? Come on, fuck me back you slut," he spat onto my back as I went rigid from his words. I pushed back again as he thrust deeper into me, making my body shake as well as the bed and to be honest the room. My whole body convulsed with pleasure as I lay there and took it,
"Ugh daddy," I cried out in choking words, Damien sped up as his large cock found its whole way inside my innocence. His free hand grasped my cheeks, using his thumb he rubbed my arse as my body wriggled from the tickling motion yet her proceeded to caress me gently whilst his pounding was anything but.
Darkness was all I saw, my mouth locked onto the pillow to silence my moans and gasps. His large cock shook my body as he kept to his rhythm, with breathy groans slipping from his tongue. His hands both went to my waist as he spun me around onto my back to face him, I flipped my hair from my vision as I gazed up at him. He was completely undressed, his tattooed figure defined his muscles and shaped his toned accents. He bit his lip, before lifting my leg to his shoulder, his cock still rammed inside of me.
The atmosphere had immediately flipped, lust was no longer at the forefront as he pounded me. A sensual blanket fell upon us as his dark hazel eyes stayed on mine, we breathed with one another as he lifted my other leg to his shoulder. The sensation instantly changed, I gasped in surprise as he upraised me to fuck me hard, and fast. His body fell deeper into mine as we tangled together, I screamed in pleasure as he continued to fuck me - his veins popping out as he exhaled in a sudden orgasm.
"Oh fuck you have made me cum," he seized, a boyish grin falling upon his face as I smiled in embraced contentment. He heaved inclosure, letting the condom slide off his cock before leaning over to rest it on the nightstand. I lay still, my body in defeat from his treatment as he collapsed next to me. He planted a kiss on my lips, a passionate kiss that made my heartthrob, when we parted lips our vision blurred together as we came into focus. He lay his head next to me, him on his front and me on my back - our eyes staying firm on each other, in the moment of the kiss we are our pure and vulnerable selves.
"I love you," he spoke abruptly, shattering the wall of silence.
"I love you," I returned as I realised in his kiss is the promise of years and the sweetness of waiting for real, true love.
Rightful Desires
~ Joy ~
The way he said I love you was so pure, mesmerising, and utterly true. Something I have been longing for my whole life, so unconditional and eternal.
Love is a willingness to prioritise others' wellbeing, true happiness and respect their soul, no matter what state your's was in - so I thought. Damien had not only become the man I fall in love with, but also the man who showed me how to love myself which made me complete as a whole.
The tranquil waters I swam in healed my wounds and tended to my growing heart, as now to kill me and him would only need one bullet as, like intertwined ivy on an antique farmhouse, we were as one.
"You take so long mum," Harry whined as his small nails dug into my calf, reality hit me like a train as I tried to save the burning porridge.
