My Master, My Husband (BOOK 1)

Chapter 22-what's up with Daddy?

I was finally home, my feet and back hurt like crazy. I had to stay awake for four hours more, which was approximately when Axel got home. I went to take a warm shower, and put on my sexiest pink nightgown or should I say lingerie, then realized the warmth of the water made me more tired.

Time to watch horror movies, that'll sure keep me awake. I got some chips and soda and went to the living room. We had a TV on our bedroom but this one was way bigger, and the couch was super comfortable.

Honestly the entire house was super comfy, I loved it, it was a two story house but it wasn't a mansion, just a cute a modern house perfect for a small family. It has three rooms, two upstairs and one down for the guests, each has its own bathroom and there is also a half bathroom for the guests. Our bedroom was pretty big, and the closet too, but it wasn't enough, we both have a lot of clothes so he took the closet of the other room, it's not that big but he can bear with it.

Anyways, the horror movie was helping me a lot, every time I closed my eyes I saw the girl from The Ring in my mind, so it kept me awake. It was torture, I wanted to sleep so bad, I was on my fifth can on soda trying to keep me woken. Then I heard the door open, finally! I made it, I'm about to cry! I saw him entering the livingroom and a smile formed on his lips once he saw me.

"You're awake." He sounded excited, that's so cute. I dramatically ran towards him and jumped on his arms.
"I almost died, Samara was haunting my head and my kidneys are about to collapse from all that soda I drank." I whined at him, looking at his eyes, I really sounded like a little girl.
"I'm sorry what did you say? I was distracted thinking that I'll finally be able to fuck you." Ah! I hid my face on this neck, he seriously is never going to give me a moment of peace where my face doesn't end up being all blushed.

"Come on, get down, it's time to play kitten." His dominating mode was on, so I did as he said. I stood in front of him almost naked, the gown was transparent and short, my nipples and the pink thong I was wearing were clearly visible.

In his darked eyes all I saw was desire, he looked at me up and down as if he was hunting his prey. I felt so little and vulnerable, but at the same my bratty side wanted to come out as he began to approach me.

"W-wait! Time out!" I exclaimed, I felt the need to bother him about the 'Daddy' thing, it was really funny seeing him cringe like that.

"Time out? Is this a game?" Who gets him? Didn't he just said we were going to play? Anyways.
"No? Yes? Anyways, I'm curious about something." He was getting annoyed, maybe because he was so desperate to get this P, this pussy I mean.
"Can't it wait?" The more I make him wait, the more desperate he gets.
"No, it's really important." No it's not, he rolled his eyes, I want to get more on his nerves, he's not mad yet.
"Don't roll your eyes at me young man." He chucked but it didn't seemed he found it funny, which is exactly what I expected.
"Just speak." He ordered.
"Yes Daddy." I innocently smiled at him, and he cringed again. "Daddy, I just want to know something Daddy, why don't you want me to call you Daddy? Daddy." He cringed everything fucking time I said Daddy, I'm done, I'm here losing my shit on my head, this is keeping me awake.

He let out a frustrating sigh, he's now mad, it's funny seeing him mad, but the consequences...
"You want me to lose my patience and punish you, isn't that right?" He calmy said but out of anger, however his dick wasn't angry, I could see how hard it was.

"No." I said but instead nodded, my body knew me better.
"Of course you want that, what can I expect from my horny slut." He approached me, but this time he caught me. He squeezed my ass as he gripped hardly my throat, I was kind of regretting my actions, but I still wanted to know what I asked him.
"You know, I was going to reward you for staying awake. But, guess who's not going to have permission to cum?" I'm already in the hole, might just dig deeper.
"You?" I managed to say with a smile on my face, he chuckled again and let go of me, I suddenly became empty without his hand on my neck, weird.

But then he took out his belt, shit... not the belt! I never thought I'd do this, but I got on my knees to beg him and looked up to him.
"I'm sorry! Please not the belt, please." I've heard horror stories about the belt, I'm not ready for that.
"Please not the belt, please." He mocked me! That's not funny, he's making fun of my misery.
"Please don't mock me... Daddy." He was furious now, and I was scared about the belt.
"Get up. You have five seconds to get your ass to our room." He seemed serious, and I didn't wanted more punishment... or did I? Nah. I quickly got up and went running to our room while he followed me. I stood in front of the bed waiting for instructions, this time I'll do whatever he orders me to do, I'm done being a brat... for today.

He began taking off his clothes, he still had the perfect body although he wasn't doing much exercise these days. He had only his boxers on, what a view I had, I couldn't ask for more.

"I'll do your punishment, then I'll go take a quick shower, okay?" I nodded, and received a slap in return, but this time it wasn't a soft slap, it was so hard I almost lost balance and fell, but I managed to stay on my feet. It hurt like hell, my eyes got watery in an instant, I think I can even taste some blood.
"Words, Amelia." I think he got enough of my bratty attitude.
"Y-yes Master." I felt afraid, he was dead serious, but at the same time I felt excitement running through my veins, that slap woke me up completely.

"Bend over on the bed." I did as he said in the blink of an eye, with my feet still on the floor I bended over the bed.

This time there was no teasing, he went straight forward to the smacks. It was one of the worst pains I have ever experienced, he didn't went easy on me, those smacks were hard enough to make me scream and squirm around every time he did it. At smack number five he stopped.

"I don't want to hear your voice again, okay?" How? I couldn't stop my screams, it hurt! He did it again and this time I covered my mouth trying to conceal the scream, it sounded more like a whimper now, I couldn't conceal more than that.

I stopped counting when he got to ten, I couldn't think anymore, my ass burned and stung like crazy.

"Please! Stop, please Master." I cried between the whimpers, my legs were trembling, my eyes couldn't help the tears coming out, I forgot he told me he didn't wanted to hear my voice. I heard him chuckling maliciously, followed by ten more smacks, then it finally ended, I can't remember being this happy about something.

I flinched when I felt his hands on my ass, but he was just caressing it.
"Good girl." That's right I'm a good girl, joy filled me when I heard those words.
"Now, get on your knees, and stay in that position until I come back from the shower." I did as he said, but it was painful to rest my butt on anything. I know I look horrible now, I looked horrendous when I cried. I never cried, and with Axel I'm crying every day, it's his goal to make me cry I swear. But at least it's not from sadness or anger, that's worse than crying out of pain and pleasure. Now that the punishment is done, I still want to know what's his deal with the word 'Daddy'.

Thank you for reading~ . Why do you think Axel cringes with the word 'Daddy'?