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coating her insides, then I greased up my
stiff cock just to be on the safe side and eased into her doggie style.
    "Kneel on the bed baby, I don't
want to put too much pressure on your ass."
    She climbed up with me stuck inside
her pussy.
    "Fuck my cock, take as much or
as little as you need." She took me in to the hilt.
    "Yes…yes…yes...uhmm...."
She fucked back at me hard being careful not to slam her hips too hard into
mine.
    "Does it hurt babygirl?"
    "So good, harder, I love it,
hurt your naughty pussy."
    Huh, I'll have to be careful, there
was a time in the beginning when she'd gotten to like her spankings so much
that she started doing shit on purpose just so I would punish her, until I
caught on to her tricks and put a stop to it.
    When her punishments became
banishment to our room for the day with no contact from me, she'd got her act
together.
    Although I'm boning her that in no
way meant that her punishment was lifted, but at least I accept that it wasn't
entirely her fault.
    "You want daddy to finish in
your pussy?"
    "Yes please."
    "Make me cum."
    She reached between her legs, took my
nuts in her palm and rolled them while squeezing me with her cunt.
    "Fuuuuuuckkkkk." I grabbed
her hair and pulled hard my hand squeezing her throat as I spurted my hot cum
into her throbbing pussy, over and over again, until there was nothing left.
    I kissed her nape and ran my hand
down to the small of her back.
    "Sleep."
    She crawled to the head of the bed
and collapsed. By the time I reached the door she was out cold.
    Poor baby, it's been a while since
she got her ass whipped, hopefully she would keep her little ass quiet for the
next little while and not give me reason for a repeat performance anytime soon.

Chapter
11

 
    "Mommy, daddy says it's time for
dinner sleepy head."
    I awoke to the boys jumping on the
bed trying to wake me up.
    How long have I been asleep? The
bedside clock said five o'clock I'd slept for almost three hours. Thankfully
Roderick had covered me with a sheet sometime after I’d fallen asleep.
    "Give mommy hugs and
kisses."
    They fell on me, my little kissing
monsters.
    "How was school?"
    Little Michael and James talked over
each other in excitement as they filled me in on their busy day at school. Then
of course we had to have our tickle fight which mommy always lost.
    "Come on you three, dinner's
ready." Roderick came to the doorway wiping his hands on a dishtowel.
    I gave him a big smile of thanks I
understood that he was showing me a kindness by lifting the ban so to speak.
    "Boys go wash your hands and get
ready for dinner.
    "Okay daddy." They ran to
do his bidding. He came over and touched my forehead, checking for fever I
guess.
    "How do you feel?"
    "Much better, the ointment and
the nap helped."
    "I'll put some more on before
bed, come to dinner."
    "Okay."
    "Simone...do not under any
circumstances Interact with anyone over the internet no matter who it is, or
who they say they are, it's very dangerous. I know you don't understand but
trust me, there's a reason I live the way I do, there's a reason for my
paranoia as you call it. What might seem like an innocent occurrence can
sometimes become deadly. I took you Simone, I make no apologies for that,
because with one look you captivated me, but had I been of a different mind,
had I been a monster, how do you think this would've turned out?
    I'm not going to apologize for
thrashing you, you know I won't, and if you put yourself in that kind of danger
again I will do the same, you know this too, do you understand?"
    "Yes." My voice was small
and childlike.
    "Any questions?"
    "Uhm...." I bit my tongue,
how do I say this without getting myself in deeper shit?
    Roderick in no way mistreats me,
neither is he abusive, in fact he's far from it, but when he gets pissed or
more to the point, scared, he can lose his shit. I should know I've got the ass
whippings to prove it. So how do I tell him how I feel without turning this
into a major issue?
    "Simone?"
    "Can we talk about it after we
put the boys to bed?"
    He looked at me for a long minute
before nodding his assent.
    "Fine, let's go eat."
    "What did you make?"
    "Your favorite of course."
    "Whew, vegetable lasagna, thank
you daddy."
    I got a hug and kiss before we headed
out to get the boys.
    Dinner was boisterous fun, Roderick
and I like to interact with the kids while we eat, in an appropriate manner of
course, there was no chewing and talking at the same time, but conversation is
plentiful