The Secret Side of The BAU

Skye Gets Punished

After that really bad case, things had slowly gone back to normal. I was still wearing the bracelet Daddy got me daily and my plug. And still no underwear. We consistently played every Monday through Thursday night. It was fantastic. But, Daddy wanted to push a little bit. He knows that our female coworkers (and Spencer really) have not consented to being a part of our dynamic. But, he wanted to see if I could entice any of them to join. Or at least watch. He wanted to show me off. Wanted others to see what a good girl I was.

So one day, we're on the jet coming back from a pretty open and shut case. Nothing too bad. I'm sat next to Derek as usual. Spencer is on the opposite side of the jet reading a book, Emily sat across from him.

Daddy sends me a text that he wants me to try to rile up Spence. So, I get up out of my seat and walk to his seat. Once I reach him, I take the book from his hand and set it down on the seat beside him as I straddle his lap. I know he can feel that I'm not wearing underwear. I wrap my arms loosely around his neck. His eyes widen. He swallows hard as he tries to avert his eyes from my ample chest.

"Hey Spence. It's just me. Why so frantic, babe?"

He glares at me as he holds his arms out to his sides, not daring to touch me. My phone vibrates in my back pocket and I take it out. It's from Derek.

"Kiss him." I smile as I read it and put my phone face down on top of Spencer's book.

I place both hands on Spencer's face. Slowly leaning in. Letting him know what I intend to do and letting him stop me if he doesn't want it. But, he doesn't stop me. He turns his head and meets my lips. His hands finally finding their place on my hips. We kiss a few times before his tongue peeks out, licking at the seam of my lips; asking for entry. I open my mouth eagerly and our tongues caress. Dancing together like they've done this before. It was nothing like I expected my first kiss with Spencer to be. It was coordinated and sexy and beautiful and, dare I say, special.

With that single make out session, I feel the fire starting deep in my stomach. I try to ignore it, but it's so intense I don't know if I can. I quickly scramble for my phone, typing out a hopefully coherent text to Derek.

S: Daddy, can I please cum? I really really need to.

D: No, Skye. Daddy will make you cum later once we're in private. You're supposed to leave Spencer wanting more, remember?

Upset that Daddy told me no, I put my phone back down without responding. Suddenly, I feel Spencer's lips at my chest. Sucking and kissing and nibbling the flesh above my breasts. I run my fingers through his hair at the back of his neck and watch him mark me. I feel him suddenly pop a boner underneath me and I grind against it; teasing him.

With that, he gently pushes me off of his lap and moves around me to the bathroom. I giggle as I grab my phone and walk back to my seat next to Derek. He doesn't notice the hickey on my chest at first. It takes about five minutes. And then he's livid and promising me a punishment when we get home. I honestly can't wait. I know I shouldn't want to be punished, but I do want it.

I sit next to him silently the rest of the way home. Hiding my excited smirk. He seemed pretty jovial and happy with the team, but as soon as his front door closed, his eyes changed. I was in for it.

"Upstairs!" He growled through gritted teeth.

I got to my knees and crawled up each and every step then down the hall to his room. I heard his footsteps loud behind me. Once I entered his room, I heard the next growled instruction.

"On your hands and knees on the bed."

I did as told. He flipped my skirt up and his hand rubbed and groped over both ass cheeks. He got on the bed beside me on his knees. He was reminding me that he was still in control by the fact that we were not eye level. I was beneath him, as I always was and should be.

He didn't even warn me before the first sting was felt on my skin. He hits hard, but I loved it. I tried not to beg for more. He didn't remove the plug before my punishment either. He hit me three more times in rapid succession. The plug jolting the tiniest bit with every hit. I tried desperately to hold back my moans. I was biting my lip so hard it was white. I almost drew blood.

Then, I hear the whoosh of him extracting his belt from his jeans. If I thought Daddy's hand was glorious, I was not ready for what I felt the first time the leather met my backside. Oh my god it was like heaven on earth. I knew my ass would be red and sore, but I couldn't care less. I needed this. It felt right. Daddy perched above me reminding me of my place, punishing me for my slutty actions on the jet.

I whimpered high in the back of my throat and my back arched deep. My hands balling up the sheets. Daddy laughed evilly. He thought it was a pained whimper. In reality, I was trying to hold back the most powerful orgasm I've ever felt. Knowing my punishment would be tenfold if I came without permission. But, fuck it felt so good.

I was so overwhelmed that eventually my arms gave out and I flopped face first onto the bed. Keeping my ass high in the air. Daddy must've spanked me 20 times by now. I started to tear up. I wanted to cum so bad, but I knew he wouldn't let me. So, I stayed quiet.

After spanking number 25, when my ass was good and tender, Daddy stopped. I felt my plug leave my hole and then Daddy's cock entered me. I gasped for breath. My hips instantly pushing back against his. My pussy was absolutely soaked at this point, but I tried to ignore it and just focus on Daddy fucking me. My ass was so tender, every time Daddy's hips slammed against it, it stung. But it was a sting I relished. It was a feeling that reminded me that Daddy had done what he needed to do and put me back in my place.

This is what I signed up for. I literally signed my name on the dotted line for Daddy to punish me and treat me as he sees fit. I didn't regret it then, and even though my ass is raw, I don't regret it now.

Daddy's cock felt like it was in my stomach as he unleashed on me. It brought me back to the night he had those brutal nightmares and I smiled. I smiled because Daddy had trusted me. He went to that dark place but he trusted our bond enough to let me bring him back. This almost felt like that. I knew the reasoning behind it was different, but Daddy wasn't holding back. He was giving me everything he had. I loved it.

I knew I definitely wasn't getting an orgasm tonight considering the fact that I was being punished. But, that didn't stop me from begging for it. I looked back at Daddy over my shoulder and begged. I needed him to give me a little leniency. I needed him to let me cum.

In response, he only fucked me harder. I was a 'little slut' instead of his baby. I kept begging but he ignored me. It was the type of treatment I got off on. He was only heightening my arousal by ignoring me. He made me want him more. Suddenly, he reaches forward and clasps his hand over my mouth; shutting me up. He pulled out of my ass and proceeded to spray his thick massive load all over my raw red ass.

I whimpered in jealousy. I wanted to cum like that. I wanted that release. But when Daddy let me go without even a kiss to the cheek, I knew for sure I wasn't getting it. I finally gave up.

"Go clean up." He mutters as he moves from behind me and heads toward the door.

I didn't know what was happening but I did as told anyway. I went to the bathroom and wiped his cum from my ass as gently as I could. It looked worse than I felt. My entire ass covered in red and purple shades.

Eventually I stopped looking at myself in the mirror and returned to the bedroom. Not sure what was going to occur now that my punishment was over. I walk in and see Derek in the bed with a snack and a drink.

He holds his arms out. "Come to bed so Daddy can take care of his pretty baby." He smiles.

I guess we're gonna be okay after all.