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DADDY!

Norman spotted me amongst the crowd. I saw his eyes narrow as he took in my worn appearance. His gaze threatening me, almost daring me to say a word to someone. I didn't of course. I knew my punishment would be worse tonight. It's been a while since I got some real sleep but I wasn't complaining. This was his week after all.

I turned away from his line of sight and grabbed a glass of wine. As I brought it up to my lips, an iron fist wrapped around my thin wrist, stopping me from the tasting the bitter and fruity refreshment. I looked up to see Norman's dangerously dark blue orbs throwing me daggers.

"I know what you're doing." He said.

"I wasn't doing anything." I spoke lowly with my head down.

"You know exactly what you were doing. Coming here... dressed like that." Norman eyed my little black dress that stuck way too high on my thighs. He licked his lips as his eyes traveled down on my legs.

"You bought me this dress." I snickered.

Norman's threatening gaze was immediately meeting my own once more. The little burst of courage I had was suddenly gone as I saw his dilated pupils. "You think you're funny don't you!?" He growled in my ear. "Wearing this dress in front of these hungry men..." He traced the spaghetti strap with his fingers before snapping the strap harshly against my shoulder. I winced in anticipation. "You've been a bad girl sweetheart."

"I haven't." I pleaded.

"Oh but you a have. Good girls don't dress like whores." Norman gripped my hip with other hand and pulled my body hard against his. I could feel his half erect cock against my side. "You gonna pay for wearing this dress tonight and for acting like a dirty little slut. Don't forget who's whore you are." I rapidly nodded.

He grabbed at my clothed pussy and squeezed hard. "Who owns you?" His breath was hot against my cheek.

"Please Norman, people are looking." I whimpered.

"Let them. Let them see who you belong to." He replied.

"Please." I tried again.

"Who do you belong to!?" He barked, his hand harshly molesting my womanhood.

"Yours. I'm your whore." I whispered.

"And don't you forget it" Norman hissed in my ear.

"Never Daddy-O." I quipped.

Norman narrowed his eyes, sizing me up and down again. "Just wait until we get home." His threat gave me shivers down my spine, the kind that made even my legs wiggle. "Smartass." He remarked.

"That's who you are." I raised my brow at him accompanied with a smirk. "Daddio." I repeated my new version of the nickname.

Norman licked his lips and snickered. "You're insatiable."

I moaned as his bare erection rubbed against my slit for a brief second. Norman was in the process of tying my hands to the headboard of the bed. He didn't even hesitate in completing his task when our sexes brushed together. He pulled on my writs to see if the one tie was sufficient. We weren't at home so naturally, Norman had to improvise with props. He slowly slid down my body, purposely rubbing his naked flesh against mine, knowing the friction would drive me mad. It worked. Norman's strong fingers wrapped around my throat and squeezed. I gasped as the spark of electricity ran down my spine.

"You want it like this don't you sweetheart? You like it rough." That wasn't a question.

"Please..." I shivered.

"Please what?" He growled.

"Please daddy."

Norman kneeled over me, placing his legs on each side of me. He rubbed his chin and looked over my naked form in deep thought. "Shame." He started. "Didn't bring the whip. Gonna have to use my hands to mark you babe."

I flushed at his statement.

Norman flicked my nipples, testing me. I moaned but quickly bit my lips to cover up the sound.

"S' okay. You can scream as loud as you want to tonight. Ain't gonna stop you. I want people to hear."

I could feel the heat rising on my cheeks again. I wiggled my hips up to his without even intending to.

"Look at you." He smirked. "My horny little slut. You want daddy's cock sweetheart?"

"Please." I begged.

"Gonna have to wait. I have other plans first." Norman licked his lips again.

His big rough hands roamed over my body tenderly. His fingertips ghosted over my flesh, tickling me and raising goosebumps on my skin. He gently squeezed my breasts, massaging them in his palms before continuing his slow torture. I wanted to protest, to thrust my body up to his so I could feel his cock on my moisty cavity again but I knew if I did, the torture would only last longer. Norman was in complete control, he enjoyed making me squirm before he got his fill.

When I thought I couldn't take more of his torment, Norman rapidly and vehemently turned my body around. I winced as my wrists were pulled and turned in the makeshift biding. His tight bruising grip landed on my hips, roughly raising my ass up to his liking as I laid face down on the bed.

"Such a pretty little ass." He said rubbing my butt cheeks. "Too bad I'm gonna have to mark you up." He said before his hand came crashing down on my left cheek. I screamed at the stinging pain that shot up my spine as well as the arousal that it brought. "You know why I'm punishing you tonight sweetheart?" He asked.

"Yes." I gasped.

He smacked my ass again, on the other cheek this time. I jumped and squirmed at his assault.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you." He taunted while hitting my rear again.

"Yes." I spoke louder, grinding my teeth.

He continued to hit my backside and it wasn't long before I lost count of the blows.

"You've been a bad girl. Wearing that dress in front of those men." Another hit. "Defying me." Another hit. "Seducing me." The next strike came harder. I made a loud sound between a scream and a moan. That last one hurt and I knew he felt it on his palm as well. Norman petted my cheeks, rubbing away the soreness for a brief moment. "You gonna be a good girl now?" He asked.

"Yes." I whispered.

One more blow. "Yes what?"

"Yes daddy. I'll be a good girl."

"Good." He said before turning me around again. "Let's start now shall we?" His smile was malevolent. I nodded rapidly, not wanting to defy him anymore. Norman grinned wider. He scooted up in the bed, kneeling over my face. "Scoot up a little." He ordered. I obliged. His raging manhood was only inches away from my face. "Now show me you've learned your lesson and suck daddy off."

I licked the tip and moaned at his unique taste. I gave his slit a few sloppy licks before enveloping my mouth around the head. I heard Norman groan above me and that only made me wetter. God I loved the animalistic sounds he made when I pleasure him. And I was beyond obsessed with the taste of his cock. I worked on the tip of his bulging member, swirling my tongue around the fat crown of his cock. It was so good. He tasted so fucking good. I was in heaven again.

"Dirty girl." He had trouble saying the words. "Suck it sweetheart..." His voice was a good octave lower than usual. "Come'on use that mouth. Deep throat it!" He started thrusting. "Oh fuck yeah." Norman moaned while he fisted my hair and started fucking my mouth. "You fucking whore..." He whimpered. "Gonna make me cum."

My heaven was short lived as Norman withdrew from me. His cock left my mouth with a popping sound and the line of drool snapped and dripped down my chin and chest once his engorged shaft was at a good distance. I whined in displeasure.

"Please daddy. I want more."

"Not tonight." His voice was firm again. "My turn to play." He simply said before lowering his body down to my pussy. Norman's digits rubbed up and down on my slit a few times. "Fuck! Look how wet you are!" He said removing his hand from my sex and lifting it up so I could see it. When he spread his fingers apart I could see the several webs of my arousal in the spaces in between his fingers. Norman sucked digits clean, wailing like a hungry beast. "Bet it wouldn't even take long to make you squirt now." He said after he removed his hand from his mouth.

I couldn't breathe. Fuck Norman could bring me to an orgasm with just his words. His hand went back to my pussy and I screamed as the pads of his fingers rubbed me out in an incredible speed. His other hand soon joined. With one hand, he drew harsh circles on my bundle of nerves while he used the other to finger fuck me to an oblivion. He was right, it didn't even take a minute before I was thrashing my body like a mad woman and squirting my juices all over his hands, arms and even chest.

I wasn't allowed to calm from ecstasy state however. As my body was still on the verge of riding the waves of euphoria, Norman bent down and placed his face in between my thighs. I screamed as I felt his tongue dash up against my folds. I lifted my hips up to his mouth, my body thrashing around again.

He vigorously sucked on my cunt, lapping at my juices as I continued to cum. Take the most amazing and pleasurable feeling you can think of and times it by a thousand, that's how Norman always made me feel. I never knew what squirting was until I met him to be honest.

"Oh god..." I breathed exhausted. "Baby I don't think I can... Ohhhh." I moaned when I felt his tongue enter me. "Fuck!" I cried as Norman used his tongue to fuck my pussy hole. He brought me to my third orgasm. Three in a role, I think he was trying to set a record this time.

Norman groaned like an ape as he flipped my body around yet again. He spread my cheeks open and dove in again. This was too much. I couldn't feel my legs anymore, it felt like my body from the waist down went to sleep. Everything was numb, everything except my throbbing womanhood. He continued to stroke his tongue on my folds. His firm hands gripping my ass and holding my cheeks apart in a bruising grip while he lapped away at my center. His tongue kept getting higher and higher, dangerously close to my ass hole. Until it finally reached its second destination. I squirmed at weird feeling of his tongue teasing my puckered entrance. It was a feeling I had yet to get used to. Nevertheless, it was still surprisingly arousing.

His tongue flickered up and down and from side to side against my forbidden entrance. I closed my eyes and I felt my mouth shape a perfect O while Norman played with my asshole. Then, he did what I suspected he would, his tongue entered my body once more but in a different entrance this time. I whined as he used his tongue to fuck my ass.

"You like me in your ass don't ya babe?" He hummed.

All I could do was sigh in response.

I felt his fingers search me out, briefly teasing my pucker before he pushed one digit in followed by another. I winced, not being used to the feeling not matter how many times he fingered me there.

"Wanna fuck your tight ass tonight."

"Please no..." My plead was unheard. I felt his hard shaft rub at my back entrance. "Normy you're too big." I gasped as he positioned himself. "Shhh..." He rubbed my back. "I'll make you feel good sweetheart don't worry."

As caring and as gentle Norman could be, I knew this was going to hurt. After all, he was never gentle during sex. Even when we tried to take it slow we couldn't do it. There was no such thing as romantic sex, not for us. Sex was just about pleasuring and getting each other off. I don't care what fantasy world people lived in, sex was sex nothing else. That's why Norman and I were perfect for each other, we didn't live in some bullshit fantasy world. We understood each other and tested each other's limits. And because of that, I dare say our love is the most realistic out of everyone we knew of.

He pushed the head of his cock and I winced in pain. This was really going to hurt. Norman was too thick.

"Just relax." He told me. "The more you tense up the more it'll hurt." He spoke while pushing the rest of his shaft inside my ass. "Fuck! You're so tight. So fucking tight..." He sighed in pleasure. "Please tell me I can move. I'm not gonna be able to take it slow babe."

"It's ok Norm. You need to get off. Just use me. I don't care if it hurts baby. Go ahead and hurt me."

That was all the encouragement he needed. Norman began thrusting hard and long inside of me. I bit my bottom lip in order to stop from making noise. I didn't want to discourage him with my discomfort. I wanted him to get off, needed was more like it.

Norman picked up his speed and I saw stars. I'm not gonna lie and say it didn't feel good because it did. But goddamn was it hurting. I pushed my ass back against him, encouraging him to move faster and deeper. He was groaning, moaning and whining as he moved back and forth in my ass.

"More Norm..." I cried, literately. I felt the tears roll down my cheeks from the pain but I wanted it more. It was so good. The pain was so good.

"Dirty whore..." He breathed. "Dirty little whore."

The sound of his ball sack smacking against my ass crack echoed through the room. It was music to my ears, along with moans.

"Yes baby. Use me. Cum inside my ass." I wailed like a porn star.

He thrusts became ragged and fast, just like his breathing. Norman pushed my head down, crushing my face to the pillows as he mercilessly fucked my ass. He got on all fours, putting his head in my shoulder. His hands snaked around my waist and up my torso until they found what they were looking for, my breasts. He squeezed and pinched my hard nipples while pounding me with the same force and speed.

"Tell me it hurts." He ordered.

I moaned.

"Tell me it fucking hurts." He growled, biting my shoulder.

"It hurts... oh god baby."

And with my last statement he came. Sending hot spurts of semen inside my ass. Oh shit that feels so good. Yes, yes I like the wetness there. Norman whimpered as he gave one last shove inside of me, spilling the rest of his seed.

It took a while for us to regain our breaths. Neither of us moved as we calmed from our euphoria. Our bodies were slick with sweat and sticking to each other but not a single fuck was given at the moment.

At last, my arms and knees gave out and I collapsed on the bed. Norman soon after, laying down on top of me but not before he untied my hands. We laid there for a moment, enjoying the denouement of our pleasure.

Norman brushed the wet sticky hair from my forehead and kissed my temple. I smiled at his tenderness.

"That was amazing." He said.

"Agreed." I chuckled.

"Thank you." He spoke again.

"For what?" I asked.

"Giving me this week."

"It was your turn." My smile never left my lips. "Besides, I enjoy you dominating me. And it is my turn next week."

He smirked. "Yes, it is."

Norman rolled over so he was lying next to me. I tuned to my side, facing him. I brushed his own sticky bangs back and sighed.

"You have no idea how much I love you. I love that you allow me to be rough and that the pain gives you pleasure. You're perfect sweetheart. I married the most amazing woman in the world."

"You're so sweet." I giggled. "And I love you too."

He gave me a heartwarming smile and lopped his arms around me, bringing my body closer to his. His chin rested on top of my head and we soon drifted it off to sleep.