Female Novel
Chapter 24: b**m with a Beast
Friday’s POV
I could feel Maze trailing his fingers along my folds, parting them gently. I braced myself. I felt Maze’stongue lick a broad strip of my vulva.
“Oh! Maze!” I moaned. He pinched my inner thigh, making me squeal. “Sorry, Daddy,” I cried quicklyrealising my mistake.
“That’s one,” he said. “One what?” I asked, confused. “Daddy?” I quickly added. I could not see him but Icould picture him smirking, his grey eyes bright and filled with mischief.
“One spanking on your delicious tight little bum when I flip you over. Every time you do something wrongI’ll add one. When the day is almost over, you’ll be spanked, little Princess,” Maze said, his voice raspyand deep.
I bit my lip. My flower was weeping. I hoped he would comfort me and baby me after the spanking.novelbin
Maze breathed me in. He half-buried his nose in me. I shivered as his tongue found my entrance. Heentered me with his tongue, darting it in and out while using his fingers to caress my clit in a circularmotion. I moaned and arched my back. I instinctively rocked my hips against his face. Maze had megripped by the hips so I could not wiggle away from his torturous tongue. He began sucking and lickingmy clit. My thighs were over his strong shoulders and his face was nestled between my thighs. He tookmy entire vulva into his hot large mouth. I saw stars underneath the blindfold. He very carefully proddedmy tight back opening. I heard a squirting g sound then he put something cold between my butt cheeks. Isighed as he used his index finger to pump my anus while he continued eating me out. I lost it. I came,drenching his handsome face in my juices. He lapped them up eagerly.
Maze slid the blindfold off and pressed his lips to mine. I tasted myself on him. I remained tied up. Hehad a small black notebook with him. He was grinning at me.
“What is that Sir?” I asked curiously.
He seemed regretful that he mentioned using the term sir at all.
“It’s a list of your transgressions,” he said smirking. They were all trumped up charges, some completelyfabricated by Maze. Some were real like my skimpy grey outfit.
Maze was looking at me hungrily again. I wriggled about to get my scent to waft towards him on. Mazefidgeted uncomfortably but I could sense he was aroused. Before I knew it, he was back between mylegs, making me scream his name and arch my back all over again. The blindfold was on again. I feltMaze’s lips moving against mine and I eagerly moved mine, matching his movements. Maze groanedinto my mouth. Our breath mixed and mingled. I sighed happily. My wrists and ankles were becoming alittle sore.
“It’s time for your punishment, Princess,” murmured Maze, bending down to lick my would-be markingspot.
“Ok,” I said breathlessly.
I smirked, “I don’t know,” I said, grinning, shrugging defiantly. “Hmm that’s twelve,” said Maze. “What?!We’re up to two!” I protested. “Not when you count past misbehaviour,” said Maze sternly.
I bit my lip as Maze untied me and flipped me over to lie on my tummy. The cool air hitting my back feltnice. He retied my limbs. “Don’t forget your safe word,” said Maze softly as he kissed the nape of myneck and the space between my shoulder blades. I was blindfolded still. Maze was kneading my bottom,continually massaging it. I groaned.
“You have a lot of tension here, Princess,” he murmured. “Ready?”
“Ready as I’ll ever be, Daddy,” I replied. I could feel the displaced air as Maze raised and lowered hishand with just enough force to make my butt cheeks quiver at the impact of the smack. I squealed and
my core moistened itself. It did not actually hurt. The second smack made me clamp my thighs togetheras it was arousing me. The third gave me a mini-orgasm. I groaned. Maze massaged my butt cheeks,seemingly worried, misunderstanding my groan.
“Just say your word and we’ll stop Princess,” he murmured, his mouth pressed against my butt cheeks.He had started to plant kisses on them in between smacks. 1 “Keep going, Daddy,” I insisted.
By the time we were at six, he had his face between my butt cheeks and his tongue darting in and out ofmy behind. I wriggled a lot. He put a stop to my movements with the seventh smack. I moaned. Hesqueezed my cheeks making me whimper. He playfully nipped at me. I squealed and he laughed. Thatlast five to make the dozen were much lighter. I could tell my bum would probably be a little pink and hewas worried. Maze had introduced me to a kink I did not know I had. I liked to be spanked. He untied meand I went limp in his arms.
“You all right, Princess?” He asked as he carried me to the bathroom.
“Mmmhmm,” I said, nodding. “Yes, Daddy.”
He chuckled. He ran us a warm bubble bath. He lathered and massaged my skin until I was putty in hishands. I crashed my lips against his, tangling my fingers in his hair. Maze washed me off and helped meget dressed for dinner even though we would be having it in his room again. The food was delicious asalways and when I was done stuffing my face, Maze carried me bridal style back to my room. I rubbedthe huge bulge straining against his pants as he lay me down to sleep, realising I did not get a chance toplease him today.
“It’s almost midnight, Baby. See you on the day after tomorrow, Princess,” he promised, grabbing myhand and kissing each fingertip.
I nodded, yawning, and soon fell asleep. Maze’s POV
My beautiful little Friday had done exceptionally well today. I was so proud of her. I was not expecting herto be comfortable with my kinks and I was prepared to forgo the whole exercise if she protested butFriday was full of surprises. I watched her drift off to sleep. I sighed. I still thought often about that nightwhen I rejected her. I wished I had not acted so hastily. Now, I was fighting for Friday. I could not imaginelosing her. It had hit me recently how miserable my father must have been. Being so close to his mate allthose years but not being able to actually be with her must have been torture. It made sense to me whyhe could never really be a good husband to my mother. He was a hostage in a sense, under duress forthe duration of the marriage. I kissed
“Sleep dreams, Luna,” I whispered.