His hand comes back to my pussy and he flattens his palm against my wet panties again. The heel of his palm grinds against my clit.
I gasp and freeze.
“Now, sweet girl. Come for me.”
I tip my head back and scream as my orgasm slams into me, consuming me, swallowing me whole. It seems to go on forever, my pussy pulsing against his palm, leaving my vision blurry and my body shaking violently.
When I finally start to relax my muscles, he eases his hand off my panties. He strokes my thighs again in the way he had earlier when we began.
I blink at him and find him smiling. “I’m so proud of you, sweetie. So very proud.” He leans over my body and lifts me up, his hand coming to the back of my head to support my limp neck as he gathers me into his embrace. He rocks me against him, cupping my head and whispering in my ear. “Such a good girl. So very pretty.”
Eventually, he stands, still cradling me in his arms. He carries me to my room and into the bathroom. He stands me on wobbly legs next to the toilet and removes my panties. “Use the potty, sweet girl.” He leaves me alone, shutting the door on his way out.
I obey him, empty my bladder, and then somehow make it to the sink to wash my hands and splash water on my face. My limbs are drained of energy.
The door opens as I’m drying my hands and Daddy swoops me up again. I’m naked now. I don’t care. He carries me to my bed, pulls back the covers, and settles my naked body against the sheet. After tucking Bunny into my arms, he covers me. “Nap, sweetie. I’ll wake you up before Lucy gets here.” He kisses my forehead and leaves me, pulling the door almost closed but not all the way.
I smile as I drift off, loving the way he leaves my door ajar like that. Letting me know if I need him, all I have to do is call out.
Chapter 28
Britney
I sleep hard, and I have no idea what time it is when Daddy kisses my cheek. “Time to wake up, sweetie. Master Roman and Lucy will be here soon.” He strokes my hair, letting me come awake slowly.
Eventually, I roll onto my back and stretch out my body. I’m sore from hours of tensing up. My bottom is tender from being spanked two times today. My nipples have stopped tingling, thank God.
Daddy pulls the covers down my body and slides his hands up my torso. “Let’s get you dressed and fix your hair.”
Fifteen minutes later, I’m back in my earlier outfit of pink tank top and pink skirt. I have on fresh panties. My hair is in two long braids.
When someone knocks at the door, I get excited, but I stay back because Daddy doesn’t want me close to the door.
The man who comes in is a big guy like Davis. He has thick brown hair and he’s in his forties. The woman at his side is petite, smaller than me. She’s not even five feet tall. Her brown hair might be almost as long as mine. It’s also in two braids, but I can tell by the ends that it’s super curly.
She smiles at me as they shut the door.
Daddy motions me forward. “Britney, this is Lucy.”
A bout of nerves makes me feel shy as I approach. “Hi,” I manage to say as Master Roman takes off her coat.
I relax marginally when I see that she’s wearing a very young outfit. The top is like a pink leotard a dancer would wear. Actually, I realize it’s one piece, fastened between her legs. Pink tulle is attached around the waist for a skirt. Like a tutu. She has on dainty pink ballet slippers. “Hi,” she says in return.
As I let my gaze roam back up to her face, I notice she isn’t wearing a bra either. Her breasts are even smaller than mine, and her nipples are incredibly obvious. This relaxes my stiff frame.
Davis and Master Roman exchange greetings and shake hands.
“Dinner will be ready in about half an hour, girls,” Daddy says. “Why don’t you show Lucy your room, sweetie.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Master Roman leans down and cups Lucy’s face. He’s so much larger than her. She meets his gaze directly, giving me the impression this is something they do. “Be good. Don’t talk Britney’s ear off. Let