"Oh Gosh," Linda whimpered. Pain and pleasure, shame and pride all warred within her as her Daddy's face contorted with the climactic pleasure that she'd been refused. "Daddy--mm--"
"I--told you--not to fucking call me that--when you're acting--like a whore," Daddy reprimanded her through grit teeth, his hips snapping and grinding at the mercy of his pleasure--and then he leaned back to slap her three times in quick succession, directly on her abused clit.
The pain left Linda breathless, stars bursting in her vision, her pussy tightening helplessly around his still-twitching cock. Daddy fucked into her a couple more times as he finished his orgasm, satisfying himself inside her tight, trembling, suffering hole.
And yet, even with all the pain, her miserable body still couldn't forget how badly it wanted to come.
When Daddy finally pulled out, leaving her empty once more, she whined with pitiful, denied desire.
"What was that?" Daddy gave her a threatening look.
Linda shook her head tearfully. "Nothing, Daddy. I mean--I'm sorry, Daddy."
"You'd better be."
He left, then, too, and finally the punishment was over.
Linda lay on her bed, filthy and well-used, wet and denied, her most sensitive parts smarting. She was still pitifully desperate for the release that had been denied her--but there was absolutely no risk of her reaching down to try and touch her sore clit any time soon.
Not for the first time, she considered whether it was time to take up one of her friends on the offer to move out and split rent on an apartment. She'd have her freedom back--her privacy, dignity...orgasms...
But she wouldn't have Daddy's cock any more.
And if the only way to get that was to get punished...well, it wasn't like she'd ever been very good at behaving, anyway.