Maahi's heart raced as she heard the door click shut behind her. She knew what was coming next. The evening had started innocently enough, but she could sense the shift in the air, the way Akash's gaze had darkened, filled with unspoken promises.
She stood in the middle of the living room, feeling the cool air on her skin. Akash approached her slowly, his presence commanding, his eyes never leaving hers. He was everything she desired—strong, confident, and demanding.
"Maahi," he said, his voice deep and authoritative, "you've been teasing me all day. It's time to show me how much you want to please me."
She shivered at his words, knowing exactly what he meant. She lowered her eyes, feeling the heat spread through her body. "Yes, Daddy," she whispered.
He took her chin in his hand, tilting her head up so she had to meet his gaze. "Good girl. Now, I want you to kneel."
Without hesitation, Maahi sank to her knees on the plush carpet. The anticipation of what was to come made her pulse quicken. Akash stood over her, his presence overwhelming, as he looked down at her with a mix of desire and dominance.
"Hands behind your back," he commanded, and she obeyed, interlocking her fingers behind her, presenting herself to him. "You look so pretty like this, Maahi," he murmured, running a hand through her hair. "But I want to hear you beg."
Her cheeks flushed with both embarrassment and excitement. She knew what he wanted, and the thought of saying it out loud made her feel both vulnerable and empowered. "Please, Daddy," she whispered, "please let me make you feel good."
A slow, dark smile spread across his face. "That's better," he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "Now, let's see how well you can follow instructions."
He guided her to the couch, pulling her up and positioning her on her hands and knees. She felt the fabric of the couch beneath her palms, the vulnerability of the position making her pulse race. Akash moved behind her, his hands exploring her body with a possessive touch.
"Spread your legs wider," he ordered, his voice leaving no room for hesitation. She did as she was told, feeling the cool air against her heated skin.
"Good girl," he praised, but there was a warning in his tone. "But you're still not doing enough to please Daddy, are you?"
Maahi knew what he wanted, and the idea of being punished only made her more eager to obey. She arched her back, pushing herself closer to him, silently begging for his touch.
"Patience," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "I want to hear you say how much you need me."
"Daddy, I need you," she gasped, her voice desperate with longing. "I need you so bad, please."
Her plea seemed to satisfy him, and she felt the shift in the air as he finally gave in to her request. The moments that followed were intense, every touch, every word, pushing her closer to the edge. He wasn't gentle, and she loved the way he claimed her, every movement a reminder of who was in control.
But Akash wasn't done with her yet. Just when she thought she couldn't take any more, he pulled away, leaving her breathless and aching for more.
"You didn't do exactly what I wanted, Maahi," he said, his voice a mix of sternness and amusement. "You know what that means, don't you?"
Her heart pounded in her chest as she realized what was coming. "Yes, Daddy," she whispered, knowing there was no escaping her punishment.
"Good. Now, on your knees again," he commanded, and she quickly obeyed, her body trembling with anticipation.
Akash towered over her, his gaze intense as he prepared to deliver her punishment. The tension in the room was palpable, every second stretching out as he made her wait. He stepped closer, his hand gripping her hair, pulling her head back so she had to look up at him. "You like being a bad girl, don't you?" he growled, his voice rough with desire.
