His Touch

His Touch 2

CHAPTER TWO

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. SEXUAL CONTENT!

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. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

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{sorry for any mistakes!}

"Mama!" I ran over and hugged the life out of my mother, gosh I had missed her.

"Look how beautiful you are! Rough flight?" She asked, "you look flustered?" She continued.

"Yes, but it was really nice meeting Markus! Why didn't you tell me you re-married!?!" I demanded quietly scolding her.

"I wanted it to be a surprise, and he's just so cute!"

"Mom he's so young!" I quietly spoke, by now Markus had finished putting my luggage into the guest house and he was on his way back to meet us.

"I know, but we have so much in common, it just works!" She shrugged.

"Okay mom!" I laughed, "well I'm tired imma go lay down until dinner, okay?" I asked her.

"Yeah, you have..." She trailed off looking at her watch, "about three hours, go nap!" She waved her hand at me.

I gave her one last hug before turning and heading to bed, but as I walked past Markus he bumped into me slipping something into the palm of my hand, "I'm so sorry!" He faked it as an accident.

"It's okay Markus, no problem!" I smiled a bit forced, scared of what the note held.

I quickly slipped inside the tiny guest house, I was instantly greeted by the pale yellow paint, and the beautiful teal bed. The beautiful faded hard wood flooring. I slumped down into the roving chair in the far left corner of the large open room. In front of me sat a small table, and a tv hung from the wall. Then a little more to the right was the bathroom door, and just to the right of that was the closet door. Across the room was a small kitchen, only holding a small counter, sink, fridge, and microwave.

I smiled breathing in the smell I grew up loving. This was my old room. I moved out to the guest house my sophomore year, I was done with my older brothers constantly controlling the bathroom, so I left. I can still remember the look on my mothers face when she came in on me packing all my bags. She truly thought I had gone off the deep end!

I saw my black and white picture wall above my bed, smiling faces looking back at me.

I snapped out of memory lane, and looked down at the note in my hand.

'Don't forget Baby Girl, daddy wants you face down on that bed.

Love,

Daddy

PS- close the blinds '

My palms began sweating as I stood up and shoved the note into the back of my dresser. I quickly closed all of the blinds, and pulled off my shoes and clothes. I was standing there butt naked taking off my earrings when he walked in.

I jumped and turned around dropping one of my earrings.

I looked at him with wide eyes.

"Baby Girl, why aren't you on the bed?" His voice was calm, but I could hear the anger underneath it.

I was shaking so hard, my throat felt dry. "I'm sorry Markus, I was-"

My rambling was cut short by Markus. "Daddy, call me Daddy." He growled at me.

"I'm sorry daddy." I bowed my head to him embarrassed, I'm butt naked and he's angry at me, it couldn't get worse.

"Good, you should be." He unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the ground. "Get on the middle of the bed, face down ass up." He demanded. I quickly did what he said.

My juices flowed freely down my legs as the cold air hit my pussy.

"I'm going to punish you baby girl, and you're not going to make a sound. Understand?" I nodded.

His hand was quick to slap my ass, "answer me with words when I talk to you!" He slapped it again. Tears brimmed my eyes.

"Yes Daddy."

With those two words he thrust two fingers inside of me, I bit my lip to hold in a moan. The things he do to me are unbelievable!

He reaches his other hand to my chest, and pulls me up against him, my back still arched. He rolls my nipple between his two fingers roughly making a tear come to my eye. His fingers started pumping faster and deeper the bed now rocked with his roughness. I could feel my juices everywhere.

"You like that little slut, don't you?" His husky voice growled. "You are just daddy's little slut."

"Pleaseeee can I come!!!" I yelled out unable to take it anymore. My body shook and my toes were curled, but right as I yelled out he pulled both hands away.

"Now now, what did I say about talking baby?" I knew it was rhetorical so I sat the silently, looking away from him. "Your punishment just got worse." He hissed into my ear.

"Come lay over my lap, ass up." I did as he said, and I could feel my juices get his pants wet. "Spread your legs a bit, I want to see your wet pussy flaps." I did as he commanded.

"Count." He slapped down hard into my ass. I screamed out in pain. "Shh, Baby girl. Now I didn't hear a number, so I guess that one doesn't count!"

He slapped my ass again, this time leaving his hand on my ass, slipping his fingers to barley touch my flaps. He gently rubbed them, but made sure not to apply enough pressure for pleasure, purely to tease me and have me flustered.

"I didn't hear a number baby girl."

Smack. "One." I cried out.

Smack. "Two"

Smack. "Three." My juices flowed everywhere, I was so wet, and the cold air felt good against my pussy.

Smack. "F-four." I stuttered out at the impact, the breath was knocked out of me.

Smack. Smack. Smack. His paced picked up, as did my counting.

He gently rubbed my ass, "Are you sorry for not listening to me baby girl?" He slid his fingers down to my pussy.

"Yes, da-addy." My words stuttered as his fingers interned me.

"Good." His fingers left my pussy quickly, and he rolled me onto the bed. I sat up and watched him stand.

" Spread your legs." He demanded, I did as I was told, not wanting another punishment.

"Put your fingers in yourself." I did what he said not moving my fingers inside of me.

"Do you feel how wet you are baby girl?"

"Yes daddy." I told him.

"Rub yourself." He demanded, watching me intently.

I began pumping my fingers, I moaned out as I got closer and closer.

"Hold it." He demanded as I shook stopping my movement. "Don't stop, but don't you dare cum!" He growled.

Tears streamed down my face from holding in such a huge orgasm.

"Stop!" He yelled, I pulled my fingers out, my body quivering and shaking.

I slowly came down from my high, feeling uncomfortable and horny.

"Don't touch your self all night." He demanded and then began walking out. "Sleep naked. And see you in the morning."

With that he left and locked the door behind him.