chapter 3

“You only hit me three times!” I wailed my response, knowing there

was more to come.

“True,” Max said with a soft chuckle. “I imagine it’ll get worse

before it gets better.”

“You’re an ape!”

“Now, now, Kitten. No name calling.” Daddy moved up to stroke

my face. He knelt down slightly, bringing his lips to mine and kissing me

passionately. “Now, before Max continues, why are you being punished?”

“Because Max likes spanking me?” That earned me a smack from

Max’s hand and I yelped. “OK! OK! I’m getting punished because I hid

from you and Max.”

“That’s right, Kitten. And you know how it worries Max when he

can’t find you.”

“Yeah, but what fun would it be if he didn’t care?”

“So, you’d rather worry him?”

“No,” I grumbled. “I’m just saying.”

“That’s what I thought. So you’ll take your punishment like the

good little Kitten I know you are.”

I huffed out a breath. “Fine.” I looked back at Max. “May I have the

rest of my punishment now, Max?”

“Well,” he said with a grin, “when you ask so sweetly.”

My groan turned into another yelp when he let his paddle fly once

more. Over and over he swung his paddle. I tried to hold back my cries, but

it was soon more than I could do to keep silent. When Max stopped his

paddling, I thought that was it and I sagged in relief. Sweat coated my body

and my ass felt like it was on fire. Then he started in with his hand.

“Hey! I thought you were done!”

“I was. With the paddle. Gonna need a few smacks with my hand to

get that beautiful shade of pink I’m looking for.”

“Fuuuuck!” I groaned, laying my forehead on the bench just behind

my bound wrists. I got the feeling Max was just giving me a little extra as a

reminder not to play Hide and Seek with him again.

Then Daddy was there, brushing my damp hair away from my face.

Kissing me softly. Praising me. “Almost done, baby,” he said. “You know

Max has to fuck you to finish punishing you.”

“D-do I g-get to c-come?” The stammer was partly from crying and

partly because I was so fucking turned on I could barely form words.

“Nope,” Max said immediately. “Naughty Kittens don’t get to come.

You know that.”

“But this was the worst punishment ever,” I cried. “Please let me

come!”

“Not this time, Kitten. This is an important lesson. You’re never to

hide from me. What if there had been an emergency? What if the house

were on fire and you didn’t know it? If I can’t find you, I can’t keep you

safe.”

He had me there. “I understand.” I sniffed.

I heard Max rip open the condom packet, then he stroked my pussy.

Of course, it was dripping wet. I’d learned that I was always fucked after

being punished and my body responded like one of Pavlov’s dogs. The only

question was whether or not I got to come. Either way, I craved it. Craved

the sex after Max or Daddy had spanked me. It was always so intense. Even

if I didn’t get to come it was an experience like no other. I wasn’t sure if

they’d figured it out or not. If they had, my ass was in trouble. Max,

especially, would look for reasons to punish me just so he could fuck me

and let me come.

“You ready for my cock, Kitten?” Before I could answer, Max slid

inside me in a smooth, wet glide. I was still strapped down to the bench,

unable to do anything other than take what he gave me. And give it to me he did. He hardly gave me time to adjust before he began to pound inside

me.

Max gripped my hips as he rode me hard. My ass stung when his

flesh met mine in a hard rhythm, tempering the pleasure with just that little

bit of pain. He was relentless, fucking me harder than he ever had. His

fingers dug into my hips as his cock filled my pussy over and over. He

growled above me and occasionally slapped my ass with his hand,

continuing my punishment even as he took his pleasure.

“Naughty little Kitten,” he bit out. “Dirty Kitten. Sweet, dirty little

Kitten.” The pounding I was taking was teeth clattering. My breast bounced

with every surge. His cock fucked in and out of me, swelling as his pleasure

built. I could do nothing to urge him on. Nothing but talk to him.

“Fuck, Max! Your cock’s fucking me so fucking good!”

“You like my fuckin’ cock? Like it in your fuckin’ pussy?”

I looked over my shoulder at him and bared my teeth. “Yeah, you

bastard,” I bit out. “I fuckin’ love you fuckin’ me like this. Your cock

swelling inside me. You using me like a fuck doll!”

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Max smacked my ass again. I thought he might

come, but he kept pounding inside me, not relenting or giving into the

pleasure. “Fuckin’ little bitch! You like me using you? Using you to get my

rocks off?”

“I hate it!” I shouted. “Hate every fucking second of it!”

He started, apparently shocked at my response, then narrowed his

eyes at me. “Lying to me, Kitten?”

“What are you gonna do about it if I am?”

“Oh, Kitten,” he shook his head, his tone going dark. “Now you’re

gonna get it.”

“Do it, Max,” I hissed. “Fuck the shit outa me like you want to do.”

He did. While I continued to watch him over my shoulder, Max’s fingers bit into my hips. His hand kept coming down on my ass as he

fucked me. His gaze never left mine. The muscles and tendons stood out in

his arms, shoulders, and neck. He was… magnificent.

Looking straight into my eyes, Max shouted, his nostrils flaring as

he prepared to shoot his cum inside me. His cock swelled inside me with

every thrust. I cried out, my scream broken by his fast, staccato rhythm.

Sweat flew from Max’s body as it worked mine at a frantic pace. Sweat

soaked my own body from the furious way Max drove me higher and

higher but refused to give me permission to fly over the edge into my own

orgasm.

Then, finally, he roared his release, shoving himself deep inside me.

His cock throbbed, beat, stretching me with each pulse as his cum exploded

into the condom separating us.

I felt like I was going to explode, I was wound so tight. I’ve never

needed to come so badly in my life.

Max groaned and slipped out of my pussy, the condom still on his

semi-hard cock full of his spunk. He gave a satisfied growl before slapping

my ass once more for good measure. Then he gave an upward swat to my

upturned pussy with the flat of his hand. I cried out, expecting the

stimulation to send me over the edge into an orgasm. No such luck.

I groaned loudly, laying my head down between my arms, forehead

on the bench. My ass was still up in the air. I knew I was dripping with

juice. One strong breeze across my clit would have shoved me over the

edge. Just as I was lowering my ass, planning to rest my bare mound on the

padded bench I straddled, Daddy stepped forward and swatted my ass.

“None of that, Kitten,” he said. He tried to frown, but I saw his lips

twitch. He was enjoying himself. “The second your pussy touches that

bench you’ll come all over it and I can’t have that.”

“But Daddy!”

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