one shots ➸ [luke .h]

daddy's good girl

"Now, would you like to explain to me what you did wrong," Luke says in such a rough voice that it makes my stomach chun and my heart skip a beat.

His index finger and thump are gripping onto my chin with so much strength that I can't even tear my eyes away from his piercing blue ones. I make a whine slip through my lips while trying to pull away from Luke's hard grip only making him look at me with anger while I see his jaw clench.

"What did you do wrong, and I won't ask again!" Luke bellows while staring at me with such anger, only making me whine again and shut my eyes while rising my hand up and trying to get Luke's fingers off my chin.

"You're being very bad today Y/N," Luke says in a warning tone while I just shake my head and continue to claw at his wrist. "I don't care!" I spit back, finally looking up at him and seeing his eyes grow darker then mintues before.

"Ow!" I shierk when I feel Luke roughly grasp my hair into his hand and tug it downwards, my eyes squinting up at him as my nails keep on clawing into his skin.

"I said, what did you do wrong!" Luke shouts and I attempt to shake my head in Luke rough grip before I'm pulling my left hand off of Luke's wrist and colliding the palm of my hand with Luke's cheek.

"Jesus Christ Y/N since you're acting like a child you're going to be punished like one!" Luke shouts, his face growing red as he finally releases my chin and the grip on my hair loosens. A whimper trembles from my lips before I bring my knees in on myself and look down at the flamingo coloured pink polish painted on my toenails.

The sight is soon gone when I feel Luke grasp my hair in his hand again and tug me off the bed and out of the room, a mewl falling from my lips when he continues to walk down the hallway and into the playroom.

"No Daddy I'm sorry, I didn't mean too-" But I'm silenced with a palm smacking against my cheek and then myself being tossed onto the white duvet of the playroom's bed, I quickly move up the queen sized bed until my back hits the cold metal of the head board.

"Come here Y/N." Luke states his tone isn't happy and neither is his face. I watch as he walks around the bed and rests on the edge of the bed, the mattress sinking because of the added weight.

"No," I whimper out and peel my feet to my chest once again, my eyes meeting Luke as I see his lips press into a stern line unlike the many times were his lips are parted and his pearly white teeth are showing.

A squel falls from my lips when Luke grasps my ankle in his and pulls me down the bed, my back ruining the freshly made sheets as Luke drags me onto his lap before flipping me over.

"Now I will say this for the last time, what did you do wrong," Luke says and as he speaks he is tugging down my white lace sheer shorts that Luke brought for me from France, and tugging down the my pink lace thong that leaves very little to the imagination.

I feel his palm begin to massage the flesh into his hand, my breathing coming out short as I try to rake my brain to not get turned on by Luke's huge hands. I let a whimper slip through my lips before I shake my head and try to pull myself off of Luke's lap.

"That's it Y/N," Luke says before tugging me down by my white t-shirt and landing a slap upon my right cheek, a whimper falling from my lips as I let myself lay against Luke's thighs, my body immediately relaxing into the sensation that is going to be driving me up the wall soon.

"What did you do wrong," Luke continues to say with each smack to my cheeks and it's not like there is a number that he is sticking too, only continuing to turn my ass cheeks red until my mouth lets the words trumble from my mouth.

"Daddy I'm sorry," I whimper when I feel tears begin to fall down my cheeks, the sheets beginning to turn wet as I continue to shift under Luke's heavy smacks.