I replied, “I'm not trying to be funny, Livie, I'm serious. I want you to ride home topless!”
“What? Why,” she whined.
“Because it would please me and I said so, that's why.”
“But...”
“No buts,” I interrupted. “just do it.”
At that she just looked at me with big puppy-dog eyes as she slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and pulled her dress down to reveal her plump bobbies. Her nipples stiffened instantly in the cool night air.
I looked at her and smiled, “Thank you, Sweetie. That's not so bad is it? We're just being a little naughty, that's all. Doesn't it feel good?”
“Well, it actually feels great, but I've never even thought of doing anything like this. What if someone sees me?”
“And what if they do? They'll get a thrill or they'll be offended. It's just cheap thrills for us. You may cover up with your arms if we are really close to another car. I just want you to enjoy the freedom. What if we went to a nude beach? Would you want to keep your bathing suit on?”
“I don't know. I've never been to a nude beach. I think I'd be kind of hesitant to take my whole suit off in front of complete strangers.”
“But they'd be nude, too. I used to go to a nude beach when I was around your age; I loved the freedom and the thrill.”
“Really, are we going to go there?”
“No, Sweetie, they shut down that activity because the residents of the island were too up-tight about it, even though they couldn't really see it going on. And most of them were only down here three months or so during the winter. I'm sure there are other ones around if you want to experience that. We can probably find something online. Would you like to try that?” I asked as I reached over and pinched her nipple.
Olivia giggled, “Ouch! Hey, what was that for?”
“Fun,” I said.
“You're so bad, Daddy!” she laughed.
“Well, you seem more relaxed now. You haven't covered yourself at all. Although we haven't hardly seen another car around. Are you more comfortable now.”
“Yeah, it's pretty fun, actually.”
“I knew you'd like it if you just tried it.”
I had her get out and open the gate with her top down. Nothing too daring though as the neighbors' lights were all out for the night. She grumbled about it nonetheless.
When we got in the house I had to remind her to disrobe. House rules during her visit; shoes and nothing else.
I got a dining room chair and set it in the middle of the living room. Olivia watched with a quizzical look on her face as I sat myself in the chair.
“Come here, Princess,” I commanded, and pointed to the floor right in front of me. “Kneel. It's time for more rules and some correction.”
She quickly complied, gauging my tone as something not to question.
And I began, “I wanted you to feel welcome and enjoy your arrival today so I let some things slide until now. Let's start with 'The Position.' Put your hands behind your head and lock your fingers, chest out, chin up and eyes downcast. This is the position you will assume when directed. Do you understand?”
She uttered a very meek, “Yes.”
“I can't hear you.” I snapped.
“Yes.” she piped up.
Not good. “Yes, what?” I barked.
“Yes, Daddy?” she said sheepishly.
“Is that a question? Yes, you will address me as Daddy or Sir when I ask you something. Understood?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she replied emphatically.
“Much better. Now straighten up, arch your back a little more.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Now, there is the matter of questioning me when I told you to drop your top tonight and then again when I told you to get out and open the gate with your top down. I'm afraid I'm going to have to teach you a lesson, Princess. Now crawl up and lay across my lap.”
I could see the fear creep into her eyes when the command registered with her. But she complied slowly and draped herself over my lap, her boobs hanging down on on my left. I reached down and squeezed one and pinched her nipple. “That's a good little slut,” praising her.
I began to rub her ample bottom. “Spread your legs a little more, slut. Are you Daddy's little slut?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. I want you to count off your swats and then thank me for each and every one. If you fail to do so we will start over again. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Smack! I landed the first swat on her right butt cheek. Not too hard but hard enough to elicit an “Ouch, one, thank you, Daddy.”
Smack! The second one landed on her left cheek a little harder than the first. “Ow! Two. Thank you, Daddy.”
“Take your spanking and no more crying out. Just count and thank me,” I instructed and then landed an even harder blow back on her right cheek.
“Mmph, three. Thank you, Daddy.”
This continued with increased intensity until we reached thirteen, when I heard a sniffle and then, “Thank you, Daddy.”
“Oh, what a shame, you were doing so well. Now we have to start all over again. It's going to be a long way to twenty, isn't it my little slut?”
She cried out “I'm sorry, Daddy, please don't start over.”
Smack! Smack! Smack! “That's three more just for fussing. Now we will start over.”
Smack! She was now sobbing silently, but responded as instructed with tears starting to trail down her rosy cheeks.
This continued successfully until we reached ten when I paused briefly to rub her now very red bottom. I teased her by blowing on her hot skin. I decided to add to her embarrassment and slid my hand down to her girlie bits to find her soaking wet, as I had expected.
“Hmm, it seems as though someone is very excited despite her outward behavior.” I swiped completely through her drenched folds and brought my finger up and tasted her arousal. “Mmm, very tasty, my little slut. Shall we continue?”
“Y-yes, Daddy.”
“Oh, how rude of me,” I said as I dredged my finger though her thick folds and offered up a taste of her slick juices, “have a taste of yourself, Sweetie. You're just delicious. Open.”
Olivia complied and opened her mouth and I inserted my finger almost deep enough to make her gag, but not quite. She closed her lips and I felt her suck lightly. “That's a good slut, clean my finger off.”
She sucked a little harder as I extracted my finger. I rubbed her bottom a bit to get her attention back to the task at hand, no pun intended.
The last ten went off without any mistakes, but she was sobbing almost uncontrollably by now. I was secretly glad she didn't screw up as my hand was clearly sore and swollen by the time I finished.
“Now I want you to crawl into my bedroom and get the lotion from my nightstand and crawl back here.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
She looked so pathetic with her bleary, red eyes and tear streaked cheeks. But she crawled off with her bright red bum cheeks swaying to and fro. What a lovely sight. I smiled at my work as she rounded the corner into my room.
When she came back around the corner she was still crawling, but she had the lotion in one of her hands.
“Stop right there! That should be in your mouth. Kittens don't have thumbs, do they?”
“No, Daddy,” she giggled, now recovering from her sobbing.
I had discovered that she liked being called 'Kitten' from our on-line antics. She took the lotion in her teeth and continued back to me. I stroked her head saying, “Very good, my pet.”
I took the lotion and patted my lap and she climbed back up across my legs. I purposely squirted lotion right on her bare cheek for the shock. I then proceeded to rub a generous portion into one side then repeated the process on the other. I then worked my way between her cheeks and rubbed her little rosebud. I rubbed some more until I pushed my fingertip in to the first knuckle. I stroked in and out until she had relaxed. After rubbing her bottom some more I had her get down and assume the position.
I said, “I have a little surprise for you, wait here.”
I went and got a bag and returned with it. I first extracted a pink training collar and held it in front of her eyes. Her face lit up like a theater marquis. She held up her hair while I fastened on the collar.
“Oh, Daddy, I love my new collar,” she beamed.
I then went back to the bag and produced 4 pink leather cuffs.
“Oh my god, Daddy!” she exclaimed.
“Put those on, Sweetie.”
She found this task a little more challenging because of the training collar. It was about 4 inches tall in the front with a ring for a leash. And of course, when she finally had all four cuffs fastened in place I produced the leash.
Olivia could see that there was still more in the bag and being the curious little kitty she had to know what was left.
“Please, Daddy,” she pleaded to find out what was still in the bag.
I then produced a set of pink kitten ears on a plastic hair band. She immediately put them in place proclaiming her love for them.
Oh, Daddy, please tell me that's a tail left in the bag! She remembered. We had scened this months ago. Yes, it was a long pink tail attached to a butt plug. She automatically turned her butt to me, dropped her shoulders down to the floor and wriggled her ass at me, inviting me to put her tail in place.
I started to work the plug into place, but the little bit of lotion was not enough to lube her ass for this intrusion. I held the plug to her mouth and instructed, “Open,” and I put the plug in her mouth.
I said, “Be a good pet and work on your ass while I get some lube.”
She reached back and slipped a finger in her asshole and started to stroke in and out. She looked so adorable in all her pink adornments. I made a note to bring the camera back with the lube.
I returned with the lube and proceeded to have her work a dollop into her tight little hole. Then she added a layer to the plug which I then started to work into her rosebud. It finally popped into place and Livie moaned as it slid in.
I then told her, “Now you're a proper kitten, Kitten.”
“Oh, Daddy, I love it. Thank you, so much.” She crawled over and rubbed against my leg much like a real cat would.
We shot pictures for at least a half hour with her in all manner of poses, especially ones with her “kitty” displayed. It all looked fantastic with the her rosy red bottom still glowing. I think she had forgotten all about her harsh spanking, in fact.
One thing remained before retiring for the evening.
“Kitten, I want to watch you pleasure yourself now. Would you like that? Let's go to bed where you can lay down and give Daddy a show.”
“Oh, yes, Daddy!” she chimed.
She began to crawl to the bedroom while I snapped pictures after her. After all, what would Spring Break be like if you didn't have pictures?
She crawled up on the bed as I continued to take a few more shots. I told her to stay on her knees so I could get her tail removed before she rolled onto her back.
After removing the tail she rolled over to her back and I got out a small vibe and handed it to her. When she spread her legs she was already so aroused that her little cunnie blossomed beautifully. She pulled back on her clit hood and her little nub peaked out. She then ran two fingers down her whole slit and back up. I then produced a set of nipple clamps on a chain. She looked concerned.
“Get your nipples hard for Daddy, Kitten.”
She hesitantly reached for her nipples and slowly began to pinch and pull on them. They stiffened almost immediately. Of course they weren't far from totally erect to begin with. I reached over and fastened the first clip to her right nipple as Livie watched with a look of horror. She gritted her teeth and uttered an almost imperceptible noise. I applied the second clip and my kitten noisily sucked in a breath as it bore down on her flesh.
I could tell the pain was not easy for her to get used to as she sat there with her lips pressed together and she breathed through flared nostrils. My cock twitched.
“Okay, Kitten, now you may proceed,” I said, and she reclined into the stacked pillows.
She took the small clit vibe and turned it on low and proceeded to apply it to her love button. Apparently the pain in her nipples had subsided enough that she wasn't focusing on it any more. But, being the sadistic daddy that I am, I reached over and gently pulled on the chain until her nipples were stretched straight out. Livie bit down on her lower lip and bore down on her clit with the vibe trying to somehow smother the pain.
“Can you feel that in your pussy, my little slut?”
“Mm, yes, Daddy.”
I fished out a seven inch tapered butt plug. It was only about two inches in diameter at the base. I handed it to her and she adjusted her position and began to impale her rosebud with the bright red toy as she continued to tend to her clitoris with the vibrator.
“That's nice, Kitten. Just fuck your ass with it. You don't have to put it all the way in yet.