Daddy and Kitten: Novella

Chapter 13: Daddy's Little Secretary

My favorite movie is "The Secretary" with Maggie Gyllenhaal and James Spader. When the scene of Mr. Grey spanking Lee over a spelling error. It makes me shiver... I imagine what it would feel like to have a heavy hand punishing me for a tiny typo. Showing me that he is in control and I need the relief. Needless to say, Daddy and Kitten want to play a little game of Secretary, but with a twist.

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Kitten answered her phone, "Daddy?"

"Kitten, I am running behind from work today. I will be a little late coming home, would you like anything on my way home?"

I smiled and purred, "How aboutttt a Hot Chocolate Mr.Daddy?"

I heard him adjust slightly in his seat. "Kitten... We can't do this 24/7."

I whispered, "Why not? I want to make love..." I moaned softly into the phone. 

"You have 45 minutes to be ready and bent over that desk. Palms down." He demanded without hesitation.

I shivered, "Yes, sir."

We hung up without another word and I went straight to the shower. I made sure that every spot was soft and smooth. I liked the sensation of my lips rubbing together. It didn't take much to get me wet, but I would always be dripping before Daddy even touched me.

After pulling up my hair into a braid, I got dressed. Slipping me into a pair of sheer thigh highs, a silk blouse that would fall apart just by untying the little knot, and my favorite black pencil skirt. I wanted to surprise Daddy with silk panties, but no bra. I did a once over before I heard the key rattle in the door. I slipped on my heels and made it to Daddy's office before he opened the door.

I bent over facing his chair, my hands palm down, and my ass straight in the air. I loved the cold wood of his desk when I was bent over this way. Remembering all the times he has bent me over or just fucked me because he wanted to get out his frustrations. I purred, already feeling a moist sensation coming from between my legs.

I sucked in my breath when I heard his suitcase drop at the door. "Mmmm, Hello Mss. Lee." I shifted on my feet, whimpering, "Mr. Grey." I moaned. feeling his presence behind me. His hands were so close, but not touching me. I panted, waiting, wanting.

We wrote out a little note to read when we played this game, it didn't say, "Dear Mr. Garvey", but it does start with Dear Daddy.

He moved from behind me and sat down in front of me in his chair. He smirked, opened a drawer, and pulled out a little notepad. He looked at me, "Nice blouse." He winked. I giggled, biting my lip. "Nice Tie." I giggled.

He kept his smirk as he wrote on the notepad. He put it before me and I did a quick scan over, "Dear Daddy, I promise to stop leaving my ice cream bowl on the table. Sincerely, My Little Kitten." I groaned, "Really, Daddy?" He laughed before walking back behind me. "Read it out loud." He went back to speaking softly but demanding. I adjusted myself and shifted my legs.

I cleared my throat and started, "Dear, Daddy." TWAK! I moaned getting pushed into the desk. His hand left a stinging sensation on my ass.

I panted, "I promise... to stop.." He smacked in between each word, my pussy was soaking my panties, and I couldn't catch the moan before his last slap landed. "Sincerely..." I moaned, "My Little... Kitten." I heard him panting behind me, I knew his cock was so hard right now that I wanted to feel him so badly. "Pull up your skirt."

I looked over my shoulder at him, my eyes filled with lust, "Why?"

"Are you afraid I'm going to fuck you?" My eyes fluttered as I pressed my ass against him. He groaned but pushed me back. "Pull. Up. Your. Skirt."

I whined, pulling up my pencil skirt and spreading my legs. My panties were soaked, showing him how wet he made me. Begging him to fuck me. He swallowed hard before groaning out, "Pull down your panties." I moaned, "Please fuck me." He slapped my bare skin and I knew he wanted to stop stalling. I squeaked before pulling them down, exposing bare wet pussy lips. I felt a cool breeze as he shifted behind me. I heard him pull down his zipper. He pulled his cock out and brushed the tip against the opening of my pussy. I whimpered, trying to push back against him, he held my hips. He groaned, "Kitten. Behave." I whined, "Oh, please." I looked over my shoulder at him again.

My cheeks flushed as he teased me repeatedly, before sliding himself deep inside of me. I moaned, my nails digging into the wood as he pressed against my G-spot. I whimpered as he teasingly and slowly rubbed against it. I whined pushing against him before he grabbed both of my arms and held them behind me as he fucked me hard against his desk. I could feel my juices sliding down my thighs as he fucked me harder and ground against my G-spot repeatedly.

I whined feeling a build-up in the pit of my stomach and I moaned, "Oh, I want to come, please Daddy! Please let me come." I moaned, my head thrown back as he fucked me. "Cum, baby girl. Cum for Daddy." He moaned, feeling me tighten around his cock. My body released hard against his cock, and he pushed against me harder as I came. My body shivered as I felt him cum inside me. "Fuck.." He groaned, releasing my arms, he laid me against the desk and he laid against my back. Our breaths coming in hard and heavy.

"Oh... Mr. Grey..." I moaned and we both chuckled. He kissed my back standing back up. He readjusted himself and walked around the front of the desk facing me again. He sat down and adjusted his tie. He smiled, looking at me, and said, "Good girl." I giggled. "Thank you, Daddy."