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  “Go and stand against the window.” Her ass swayed as she walked toward the large picture window overlooking the bay.

  After placing my bag on the bed, I opened it and grabbed some silk scarves. Moving directly behind her, I whispered into her ear. “You look beautiful, Babygirl. I wonder if everyone else will think so, too.”

  She trembled as I took her left wrist and gently tied a scarf around it. Raising it above her head, I tied it off to the long curtain rod. I did the same with her right hand and loved how she was stretched out on display for me. Returning to my bag, I grabbed my spreader bar.

  “Spread your legs, little girl,” I commanded.

  She immediately spread them wide, and I loved how willing she was to obey my every command. Attaching the cuffs to her ankles, I then stood back to admire my work.

  “You know…my view is perfect, but if there’s anyone out on the water tonight, they are getting quite a show, too, Mackenzie.”

  “Yes, Daddy,” she said. I could hear the excitement in her voice as well as smell it in the air.

  Grabbing the flogger from my bag, I walked up behind her again. “Do you like the idea of other men watching me fuck you, little girl?” I whispered into her ear.

  She shook her head.

  “Oh, I think you do,” I growled, bringing the flogger swiftly down on her ass.

  She groaned at the sensation.

  The liquid gushed from her body, as I knew it would. I brought the flogger down again and again, making tiny pink lines on her flesh. She writhed and wriggled, but without the ability to close her legs, I knew her orgasm was not long off.

  “Would you like to come, little girl?”

  “Yes, Daddy…please,” she begged.

  “I’ll ask you again—do you like the idea of other men watching me fuck you?”

  “Yes, Daddy,” she admitted.

  “That’s a very naughty thing, little girl.”

  I brought the flogger down on her ass once more, taking her right to the brink of orgasm.

  “Oh, God,” she moaned.

  “But Daddy just so happens to like that, so he’s going to reward you. Come for me, little girl. Come for Daddy.”

  “Oh, Daddy!” she screamed as her body convulsed. She didn’t have much room to move, and the only thing available to provide friction was the glass in front of her, so she pressed her pussy against it and groaned as her orgasm overtook her. I watched in delight as her come streamed down the glass.

  I ran my hand over her ass, rubbing the tiny pink lines on her cheeks as she came down from her high.

  “Did you like that, Babygirl?”

  “Yes, Daddy,” she admitted eagerly.

  “Daddy is going to take your body now,” I said, running my fingers from her slit up to her ass. She ground herself into my hand. “The only question is—how is Daddy going to take you?”

  I heard a sharp intake of breath and she stilled instantly.

  “Tell me, little girl,” I said, tracing a circle around her puckered hole, “has anyone fucked this pretty little ass of yours?”

  She shook her head.

  “Answer Daddy,” I said, pressing my fingertip more firmly against her tight hole.

  “No, Daddy,” she said in barely a whisper.

  “Would my little girl like Daddy to fuck her in the ass?” I asked, sliding my finger into her, making her groan deliciously.

  “If that is how Daddy wishes to fuck his little girl, then yes,” she said tentatively.

  “What a good little girl.”

  Her eagerness left my cock throbbing. I wanted to fuck that tight virgin ass, but it would take time. I would have to prepare her, stretch her, wait for her. I didn’t want to wait, though; I wanted to fuck her now. I just didn’t want her to know that. Her trepidation was hot. Besides, I had a compromise.

  I grabbed the tube of lube and a small jeweled anal plug from the bag. “Stay still for Daddy, little girl. I’m going to make your ass even prettier.” I showed her the plug and she gasped, her eyes opening wide. My dick wept at the look on her face. It was a mixture of both fear and reverence.

  “Yes, Daddy,” she exhaled.

  I moved back behind her and spread her ass cheeks apart with one hand while I began to work the plug in with the other.

  “Oh fuck, Daddy,” she moaned as I watched it slide into her ass. Once it was fully seated, she groaned in pleasure.

  “Oh you are a very kinky little girl, aren’t you?”

  She nodded.

  I ran my fingers over her pussy lips, letting them dip just inside the folds. Pressing a slick digit into her, I felt her tight walls clinging to me.

  “Please, Daddy,” she begged, wiggling for more.

  Just as I was about to grab a condom out of the bag, I was stopped by a knock at the door.

  Carter.

  “Max?” I heard him call from the hall.

  “Oh, my God,” Kenzie said in a panicked voice, causing me to smile at her predicament.

  I knew I would never let her father see her like this, for both our sakes. For one thing, I had no idea what he would do to her, but more importantly, I sure as hell didn’t want to find out what he would do to me if he saw that I had his daughter tied spread eagle to the window with a jeweled anal plug in her ass.

  “Quiet, little girl, or I will invite him in to watch me fuck you.”

  “Oh, God,” she said again and started to tug at the scarf.

  I sensed true panic. “Shhhh, Babygirl. I was teasing. Stay still and I’ll be right back.”

  She whimpered but nodded her head.

  I cracked the door slightly and stood in the opening, blocking his view of the room.

  “Hey, Max. I brought your birthday present,” he smiled, nodding at a blonde dressed in a schoolgirl costume.

  She was hot, but she didn’t really look like a schoolgirl. I had the real fucking thing tied up behind me.

  “Uh…thanks, Carter, but I’ve already found other entertainment. Why don’t you enjoy this lovely little girl,” I said with a smirk.

  “I can’t. I have Kenzie in my room.”

  I bit my lip to hide my smile. “Actually, she isn’t. She told me to tell you that she would be back later. I’m sure you can have the desk ring you when she comes in.”

  He didn’t look happy at the idea that Kenzie was out having fun, but after a quick glance at the blonde, he agreed.

  “Night, Carter,” I said with a smile, closing the door.

  I turned around and gazed at Mackenzie. Her body itself was a work of art, but standing there the way she was—legs spread, arms bound, wearing nothing but thigh highs—was perfection. She shifted slightly, drawing my attention to the plug in her ass as it caught the light. Once again I considered fucking that sweet ass, but I wanted her now more than ever, and I wasn’t willing to wait another minute. I didn’t care who knocked on the door or even if the hotel caught on fire. I was going to fuck that sweet pussy, and I was going to do it now.

  Discarding my clothes along the way, I walked across the room never taking my eyes from her.

  “Did you miss me, little girl?” I whispered in her ear.

  “Yes, Daddy,” she panted.

  I pressed myself against her back and she groaned at the feel of the skin-on-skin contact. I slid my fingers between her legs, feeling her wetness. Her arousal had not diminished in my absence. In fact, it had seemed to increase. She was wet and ready to go.

  After removing the spreader bar so I’d have better access to her pussy, I grabbed a condom and rolled it onto my hard cock. “Daddy is going to fuck you now, Babygirl.”

  She swallowed loudly and nodded her head.

  Bending my knees due to our height difference, I positioned my cock at her entrance, placing just the tip inside. I could tell just by that simple movement that she was going to be incredibly tight.

  “Please, Daddy,” she said, wiggling her hips, trying to get more of my shaft inside her.

  I reached aroun
d, grabbed a hold of both her breasts, and entered her in one swift thrust. When she screamed out and arched her back, I pulled out quickly and thrust in again.

  With the way her tight pussy strangled my cock, I wondered for a moment if I’d hurt her, but catching a glimpse of her reflection in the window, I knew she was loving every moment of it. “You will take Daddy’s cock like a good little girl,” I growled, thrusting in again and again.

  “Yes, Daddy,” she squealed. I thrust into her harder, pressing the length of her body against the glass. With each forward motion, I lifted her slightly off the carpet.

  Moving my right hand—which had been holding onto her breast—down her stomach, I found her clit throbbing beneath my fingertips. Pinching it, and burying my face into the back of her neck, I fucked her wildly.

  Each thrust lifted her higher and higher until just the tips of her toes skimmed the carpet. I loved holding her there by her tits and clit, impaled on my cock. It reminded me of how small she really was and how powerful I could be.

  She wriggled and writhed, moaning in pleasure the entire time. She was so wet; her arousal ran down my cock and dripped from my balls. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d fucked someone this wet.

  Her breathing changed and her body tensed as she prepared for her orgasm.

  “Yes, Baby. Come all over Daddy’s cock.”

  And she did…twice. The first time, I didn’t even slow down my fucking. The second time she screamed out her orgasm, I came with her, holding still long enough to enjoy the feeling of her pussy coming on my shaft.

  “Oh, Mackenzie, you are so tight,” I groaned, withdrawing my dick and tossing the used condom in the trashcan. Reaching up, I untied the scarves that were confining her wrists.

  With her hand in mine, I walked the two of us over to the bed. I got in first and lay on my back. I had come twice tonight, and while that was typically it for me, I was nowhere near done fucking the gorgeous woman now waiting for my next command.

  “Clean Daddy’s cock, little girl,” I said, staring up at her.

  She turned to look at the bathroom.

  “With your mouth,” I added.

  She smiled and began to lick the come from my cock. “You are such a good girl,” I praised, stroking her hair.

  When my cock was hard again, I told her to grab another condom from my bag. She watched, eyes wide, as I rolled it onto my dick.

  “Get on the bed, Mackenzie,” I instructed once I was finished. “You will straddle Daddy and ride his cock.”

  “Yes, Daddy,” she said excitedly, climbing onto the bed and lowering herself onto my hard shaft.

  I groaned as she took me in inch-by-inch. Clearly, from the sounds she was making and the expression on her face, she liked this position, too. It took her about ten seconds to begin rocking back and forth on my cock, teasing me with her perky tits. Leaning up, I captured one in my mouth and sucked hard. As I switched back and forth from breast to breast, she continued to ride me as she moved closer and closer to her release.

  As she rocked, I could feel the ball of the jeweled plug rub against my cock through the thin layer of skin that separated them. I reached around and began to play with the toy, turning it and tugging on it every now and then. She groaned in pleasure and moved her hips faster as she ground her swollen clit onto my abdomen.

  “You’d like it if I was fucking that tight ass, wouldn’t you?”

  “I…I…” Her words were ragged. “I don’t know…maybe…fuck…fuck…” She continued to pant and moan as I nipped at her breasts and tugged rhythmically on the jeweled plug. “Ungh…Daddy…I…I…yes…yes…yes, Daddy.”

  “Such a good girl,” I said, knowing she was moments from her release. Pulling the plug from her ass, I growled, “Come all over Daddy.”

  “Ohhhhhh fucccccck me!” she screamed as her release shot through her, instantly covering me in come. She collapsed onto my chest, her body trembling with aftershocks of her orgasm.

  “You are not done,” I said, causing her to jump. “I’m not done.”

  “Yes, Daddy,” she replied with a smile.

  I rolled her onto her back and lifted her legs up over my shoulders. Just like the first time, I entered her with one quick thrust. Her tits bounced as I fucked her hard. I loved the look in her eyes as she gazed up at me, and the slapping sound I was making each time I thrust into her soaking wet pussy. It was everything I fantasized about. Perfection.

  Within moments, I had her on the brink of another orgasm and I knew I was there, as well. With one final thrust, I sent her over the edge as I found my own release.

  “Oh Mackenzie, Mackenzie, Mackenzie,” I chanted as I emptied myself into the condom.

  “Mmmmmm, Daddy,” she sighed back.

  Leaning down, I kissed her lips softly. Our first kiss. It wasn’t driven by sexual need; we had both been satiated enough. No, this kiss was more. It was a way of expressing our thanks for giving each other what we needed. It was soft and sweet, long and deep.

  When we finally broke apart, I decided I was going to do something I had never done with any of the girls in the past. I was planning to ask her if she would like to stay the night. Before I could say anything, though, she spoke.

  “Thank you, Senator Joseph,” she said, getting out of the bed. “I really hope that you enjoyed your present.”

  I watched as she put her panties, skirt and top back on, a knot forming in the pit of my stomach at the thought of her leaving. It was probably better that she go, as I’d have no way of explaining her presence in the morning, but I wanted more time with her.

  “Mackenzie!” I blurted out. “You really don’t have to go.”

  “Oh, but Senator Joseph, I do. My father will be expecting me. I’m sure your “gift” went home long ago,” she said, looking at the clock. I glanced at it, and it had been well over two hours since I’d arrived in my room. She was right; my gift would be long gone by now.

  Don’t let her go. I wasn’t even sure if it was the angel or the devil that spoke.

  I stared at her with regret as she walked to the door, knowing I had to say something. I couldn’t just let her leave…but what? It wasn’t like I could ask her out on a second date.

  Do something you ass! Don’t let her go.

  “Senator Joseph,” she said, once again dragging me from my internal dialogue, “do you celebrate the Fourth of July?”

  “Yes, of course,” I answered, confused at the new topic of conversation.

  “Good,” she said with a giggle. “Then I’ll see you in two weeks. I have a present for you.”

  Chapter 2

  I’d been attracted to Maxwell Joseph since the day we’d met so many years ago. I was nine the first time I saw him, and remember thinking that he was handsome and someday I’d marry a man like him. By the time I was thirteen, I’d get butterflies in the pit of my stomach when in his presence, and by fifteen, I’d technically lost my virginity to him. True, he wasn’t even in the room when it happened, but it was his face I’d pictured…his name I’d cried out when I’d thrust the cucumber into my aching pussy.

  Thinking back on it, it sounded ridiculous, but I’d been sexually aware at a young age—younger than most. At around twelve, I began masturbating regularly, and by the time I was fifteen, I wanted more…much more. The problem was that when you were fifteen, you couldn’t exactly go into an adult shop and buy what you wanted, so I had to improvise with the everyday things around the house. And as cliché as it seemed, a cucumber was one hell of a dildo.

  A year later, Brad Daniels was the first male to actually put himself inside of me, and after our first time together, I’d wished for the cucumber again. It did get better after I’d had a few more partners, though—three more to be exact. And then finally, early last April, I got one step closer to realizing my fantasy of sleeping with Maxwell Joseph. I knew I’d never get him the traditional way. He was a public figure, and I had been an eighteen-year-old girl whose father happened to be his best
friend. I had no idea how I was going to pull it off until I accidentally overheard a phone call between Maxwell and my father one night.

  I’d come home early for the weekend and was going to surprise my dad. He wasn’t home from work yet, so when I heard the phone ring I didn’t pick it up. Just as the machine clicked on, my dad came in through the door and grabbed the phone, broadcasting his entire conversation throughout the house.

  “Hey, Carter.” I heard Maxwell’s voice coming from the slightly crackly speakers, causing a fluttering of butterflies in my stomach.

  “Hey, Maxwell. I just got in. What can I do for you?”

  “It’s about D.C. I’m heading there tomorrow, and I was hoping you could work your magic and get me a sweet little thing to help me through the boredom.”

  I heard my dad’s belly laugh over the line. “Yeah, I’m sure I can work something out.”

  “Just make sure that she looks the part. I don’t want some thirty year old dressed up like a schoolgirl. I want someone who is actually young. And please tell her that I want to tie her up and spank her before I fuck her.”

  “So the usual,” my dad laughed again. My head was spinning. Maxwell liked to tie up young girls, spank, then fuck them? And my dad knew about it? And helped him? It all seemed too much, but after taking time to process the information, it occurred to me that I was exactly Maxwell’s type. A plan slowly began to form in my mind, and a few months later, I found myself tied to the curtains in his room getting fucked…hard.

  I woke the morning after Senator Joseph’s party bruised, sore and elated. Every muscle in my body screamed in protest as my feet hit the floor of the hotel room. I’d never been fucked so hard or so thoroughly in my life, and it was the first time I’d actually had an orgasm with a man inside of me. It was even better than I’d fantasized, and I wanted more.

  I had told him that I would meet him on the Fourth of July, but it was harder than I thought it would be to get a minute alone with him. I tried a few times during the day, but people had constantly surrounded him. He was in the parade earlier, waving and smiling, but to me he looked bored out of his mind; I couldn’t help wondering if he would have had that same look on his face if I’d been on the floor of the car, sucking him off as we drove through the crowd.