Ed Sheeran Smut

daddy kink (ddlg)

When I finally get my hands on the strawberry pop-tarts on the top shelf, the light flashes on. Ed is looking at me angrily and says "What are you doing?" I look at him nervously and say "I-I was hungry." "Really? So instead of asking daddy for something to eat, you take matters into your hands. What were you gonna eat?" He asks getting angrier by the second. "Umm..." He roughly pulls me down from the counter and pulls the pop-tart out of my hand. "Healthy choice." He says sarcastically. "I'm sorry." I say. "Go to the bed and take the punishment position." I shiver of fear and excitement, as I remember the last punishment I got. I go to our shared bed, pull off my leggings and panties, and bend on the bed. He comes in a second later and goes in our box of 'toys' and pulls out the black leather whip and two pairs of black hand cuffs. He cuffs me to the bed and slaps my ass with the whip. I shriek of pain and pleasure and say "One. Thank you daddy." He hits me 14 more times with the whip, then surprisingly stops. He looks at me and says "God, your sexy." He releases my hands and pulls me all the way on the bed. He kisses my nose, then my lips, then the sensitive spot on my neck, then he licks down the valley of my neck. Suddenly he gets rough. He pushes me on the floor and takes out his hard dick. "Suck it." I pull him toward me and start to gently start to suck. He sighs and says "Faster." I do as told and bob my head faster onto him. He grabs my head after a minute and starts to fuck my face. After his díck starts throbbing I pull back. He, however, has another plan. He pulls my hair roughly back onto him. He slams himself into my mouth to the point where I'm gagging. He moans at the feel and cumms into my mouth. "Swallow." He says so I do. He pulls me up and throws me on the bed. He gives me no warning when he slams his cock into me. I scream of immense pleasure and arch my back so my tits are on Hus chest. He groans and starts slams himself into me at such a hard pace I see stars. After a minute if this I start to feel building in my stomach. He must know because he pulls out and turns me over "Not yet." And starts pounding me from a different angle. I scream his name and feel him throbbing inside me. "On three." He says "One... Two... THREE!!" We both cüm at the same time and collapses next to me. "On second thought, you can have that pop-tart." I smile and kiss him of bliss and go downstairs to get the precious treat that caused so much trouble.