34 - Daddy

34 - Daddy

"I fought for you when I should have fought you."

- V

. . .

"What is the status?"

"The location is unknown. We don't know where the mansion is." "Find out."

"How?"

"Use my daughter."

. . .

"Fifteen," Xerxes had said as he pushed my sweatpants and panties down.

The first blow hurt, the one that followed it hurt more. I whimpered, many eyes filling with tears. Zavier was insistent. He didn't give me time to recover, the paddle landed two times quickly. I sobbed. "Zavier!"

I heard him chuckle, it added to my humiliation of being naked in front of them. "I know it hurts, kitten. This is probably the most brutal paddle we have." I felt him kiss the dimples on my back. "You can be a good girl, can't you, baby?" He kissed the curve of my ass which was throbbing with pain and then he kissed me right there. On my leaking hole. I should have been embarrassed by his much having my ass spanked by a freaking paddle was turning me on.

I nodded, sniffling."Y-Yes." I could be a good girl for them. I wanted to be a good girl for them.

I felt him rub the paddle on me. And then it stuck down, quickly and firmly, covering my whole ass and I jerked away, laying flat on the bed, whimpering.

"Position," was all Ashton said.

Sniffling and trembling, I got into position again. "N-No more..."

"Do you remember what I said when I made you cum, little girl?" Zavier asked.

Cum and show me how good you can be for daddy.

"Yes," I whispered, my head hanging low. He had called himself daddy.

"You will call us that from now on, only when we are doing something sexual, yes?" Xerxes said as I felt him sit in front of me. He took my face in his hands and kissed me gently.

"D-Daddy?" I whispered. It felt...weird to call him that. I felt small and protected.

Desire swirled in his eyes. "Yes, baby girl."

"Answer a question, love." I felt Ashton and Zavier sit on either side of Xerxes.

I looked at them.

"Did you like it when you called you a dirty little girl?" Ashton asked me, his thumb moving over my bottom lip. Xavier tugged at my clamped nipple, making me whimper but I didn't squirm away from him. I didn't want more punishment than what was left.

"Answer, little girl," Xerxes said, grabbing my neck and squeezing threateningly.

"Yes," I whispered truthfully. I had no idea why it made me feel the way it made me feel.

Zavier slapped my face lightly looking stern. I whimpered. "Is that how you respond? What were you just told?"

"Y-Yes, daddy," I whispered, correcting my mistake.

Ashton looked pleased. "When you searched online. Did you happen to come across...degradation kink?" He tilted his head.

It did. I nodded and let out a quick 'Yes, daddy' before they could add to the punishment. Calling them daddy gave me a weird thrill.

"You have that," Zavier said, smirking. "You are a filthy little slut, you know that?"

A blush came upon my face, my breath got knocked out at his words. Filthy little slut. Why did I feel this way?

"Is this it?" Ashton asked and leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Is my little one a whore for her daddies?" He chuckled. I shivered. "Does her pussy get wet when we degrade her, hm? Under all that innocence you are nothing but a fucktoy, eager to please with your little body."

He was going to kill me with his words.

He chuckled again at my obvious reaction to his words. "So fucking dirty."

He pulled me till I was lying across his lap and then I felt the paddle on my ass, rubbing me there gently. "Five from me and then five from Xerxes, okay, baby?"

"Y-Yes, daddy." I clenched the bed sheet in my hands, bracing myself for the painful pleasure.

He wasn't quick like Zavier. He smacked me once, which returned the tears in my eyes and my sniffles, and then rubbed me with the paddle for a few moments, making me relax on his lap and then he smacked me again, not letting me know when he was going to smack me. This was brutal because I could not mentally prepare myself for the smack which left me vulnerable.

He was a sadist, like his brothers, under all that blondness. Zavier hadn't hold back but Ashton did. With Zavier, it was a series of burning hot pain but with Ashton, he exceeded my humiliation. He took pleasure from my humiliation. Zavier took pleasure from pain.

Sadists, all of them.

The other three smacks were brutal, I was crying now, feeling my ass burn. I knew it would hurt tomorrow so much.

I was passed to another lap. Xerxes.

I didn't know if I could take more. They were going to break me.

But then I felt it, the vibrator, between my thighs and press on my clit. Xerxes switched it on and I moaned in relief. It felt so good. My back arched in pleasure. I rubbed myself on the vibrator.

Then he smacked me. I sobbed but didn't move away as I didn't want to be away from the vibrator, it felt so good, like I would die if it got moved away.

He spanked me again. "Daddy!" Heck, it hurt. It hurt so much that I felt like my ass was on fire, not the kind which almost killed me. But the vibrator felt so good, it was taking me to the edge of sweet pleasure. Just a few more seconds and I'd cum. I wanted to cum so bad. After their brutality on my ass, my body was begging for it.

His three smacks landed quickly, he was taking advantage of me not moving away from the vibrator, I knew he had placed it there so that I would not move.

I felt his hand on my ass when he was done. I was crying, feeling my body shake. He rubbed my ass with his rough palm.

I was so close. So freaking close to cumming.

And just then, he stopped the vibrator and took it away.

He kissed the back of my head. "Your punishment is done."

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