Debbie.
“Do you understand?” he whispered again.
Damn, I didn't know how to deal with this. I swallowed, mentally preparing myself for the response, but I guess I was too slow because my delay just earned me another—
Slap!
“Ouch…” I winced, tears dropping from my eyes. I watched him smile—a creepy, wicked smile.
“I don't do disobedience, girl. Do you understand?”
I swallowed. “Yes, Daddy,” I responded quickly. Because one more slap and I was sure my flesh would rip.
He continued thrusting slowly—agonizingly slow. “I saw the way you looked at my c**k like a hungry slut. You wanted my c**k, right?” he asked.
I nodded. And he slapped me again!
“Yes, Daddy!” I sobbed. Tears were now streaming down.
Fuck, how could I have forgotten the simple response and earned myself another slap fr
