Chastised

I drum my fingers on the steering wheel. Ten minutes have now passed since I sent a text to tell you that I was outside, nine minutes since your reply that you'll be right out. Normally I'd simply go in and say hello to our friends but tonight I'm in a hurry.

I'm not usually this impatient but you know I'm eager to get home tonight. You know I didn't have you today and I've been texting you all night to let you know how much I want you.

Another five minutes pass and I'm about to call your phone when the front door of your friend's house opens and you step out into the drive.

As always I can't take my eyes off you. Even though you were only having drinks with friends you take my breath away. You're wearing a simple jersey wrap dress and it's filled to perfection by your beautiful body, your full breasts and hips silhouetted against the hall light. I feel the familiar simultaneous tightening in my chest and jeans at the sight of you and feel the already unbearable tension increase tenfold.

You say your goodbyes and move towards me. There's an almost imperceptible wobble in your stride. I smile inwardly. I know that you'll be more impudent than normal. I know that the alcohol will make you more brazen in your taunting of me. I know that I'll finally have my way with you.

You open the passenger door and ungracefully seat yourself beside me. "Oh classy," I say, "Next time try to open your legs wider, I don't think all the neighbours got to see your knickers."

You look at me, the all too familiar pout of defiance on your lips as you hold my gaze "I'm so very sorry, I'll be more careful next time." I bristle at the lack of sincerity in your words, words dripping with sarcasm.

I lean over as if to kiss you hello, aware that your friend still at her door and, using your body as I shield, I clamp my fingers onto your breast, taking a handful of soft breast and already stiff nipple and twist as I whisper in your ear that as soon as we get home you will be sorry.

I feel your breath quicken and your back arch. I break our embrace and we wave to your friend as we drive away.

We hit the motorway and you settle in for the ride, lowering the seat and pushing it back so you can stretch your legs. You arch your back raise your arms over your head to let out a fake yawn, knowing that the sight of your arms over your head and your full breasts rising will drive me wild with desire. I look back to the road and quickly adjust the steering to keep the car straight on the deserted asphalt.

With all the willpower I can muster I keep my eyes on the road, my jaw muscles working as I clench and unclench in concentration.

You notice this and out of the corner of my I see a your lips form a lewd grin. "Don't you dare!" I say, knowing well what's on your mind. You giggle. "Oh but I haven't done anything... yet," with that you undo the ties on your dress and expose yourself to me.

"It won't work," I say. Eyes glued to the road. Making a point if not looking at you.

Another giggle from you "Oh really?" you taunt as you cup your breasts, pulling back the lace of your bra to expose your nipples. Long and hard and the colour of delicate pink rosebuds.

"Yes really, and if you know what's good for you you'll stop," is my response through clenched teeth as I grip the wheel tighter still, knowing now the true meaning of a white knuckle ride.

"And what if I do this?" you ask as you lower your hand between your legs and slowly start to finger your cunni, pulling your underwear to one side so I can see the dark triangle between your thighs.

I can't look away any longer so I slow the car and look at you. The overhead sodium lights giving the whole experience an almost dream-like quality. I see almost total darkness followed by snatches of you bathed in orange light. I catch glimpses of you fingering deep then furiously circling your clit.

"Don't you dare come!!" I bark at you as I hit the indicator stalk, prematurely taking us off the motorway and turning down the first road that's likely to meet my requirements. I turn sharply into an almost invisible cutting in the roadside hedge, braking heavily to avoid the heavy steel gate that's closed across the entrance to the field beyond.

I kill the lights, undo my seatbelt and climb out of the car. I scramble through the gap between the front bumper and the gate. I reach your door and pull it open. The look of shock on your face is priceless. I've ruined your plan to drive me wild so that I'd fuck you hard when we got home.

"Daddy I'm sorry," you splutter as you try to cover your body with your dress, the realisation of just how far you've pushed me finally breaking through the alcohol

"Not as fucking sorry as you're going to be you whore," is my whispered reply.

I reach in and manhandle you out of your seat. You trip in the darkness and fall to your knees in the mud. "That's exactly where you belong," I sneer.

I undo the buttons in my jeans and grabbing the back of your head I ram my cock into your mouth, pushing until I feel you gag then pushing further still, two handfuls of your hair pulling your head to me as I pump my cock into your greedy mouth, only stopping because I don't want to finish just yet, this evening's lesson not yet over for you.

"On your feet," I command. You comply, the alcohol and the suddenness of my attack making your legs unsteady. I move behind you, one hand reaching and finding a nipple the other straight between your legs to your already sodden cunt.

"Laugh now tease," I growl as I twist your nipple harder and harder until you gasp in pain - my cue to grab a handful of your short pubic hair, the assault on your nipple combined with the rough handling of your pubis combining to make your legs buckle.

I place both arms under yours in order to support you and I move you forward, pressing you against an old gnarled tree that's growing beside the gate.

I lower my hands to the front of your bra and pull it until it falls asunder in my hands and your breasts are exposed to the cool night air, your nipples hardening all the more as the cool night breeze wafts over them. I reach down and do the same to your pants, dropping them onto the ground.

"Now you're going to be sorry," I say as I hold the shaft of my unbearably hard cock, pushing you against the tree and angling myself so I can ram my cock into your tight and oh so wet pussy.

"Oh yes that's it, give it to me, I deserve it for behaving like a bitch on heat," is your reply.

My only thought is that you're still enjoying what's happening so I grasp my cock again. This time it's slick with your juices - all the better for what I want to do next.

As if you've read my thoughts you tense up and try to free yourself. I push you harder against the tree. I place an arm round your waist, pulling your hips back. I rest the tip of my cock at the entrance to your ass.

"Give it to me."

"No! not without lube."

Smack! my hand coming down hard and heavy on your soft ass cheek.

"I can't, I won't, please."

"Can't? Won't?"

Smack! Smack! Smack! Harder this time, all three slaps finding the same spot as the last time, in my mind's eye I can see the soft flesh glowing red.

I feel all resistance leave your body and you relax, pushing back against my cock, looking back into my eyes as you give me what you reluctantly give, even with lube.

"That's better but I'm still not finished."

With my cock buried in your ass I move you back towards the tree and reach to cup your breasts. I pull them, stretch them until your nipples are in contact with the rough bark of the tree and I begin to move them back and forth as I pound your ass with all my might, only letting go of your breasts in order to cover your mouth and stifle your moans of pain.

I feel happy now that I feel you've been taught a lesson you're not likely to forget anytime soon so without pause I slide my cock once again into your eager cunt.

"Oh sweet Jesus," is my immediate thought. Your ass might be amazing, you might be able to suck cock like a pro but nothing, nothing comes close to being buried balls deep in your cunt.

I take your hair in my hands and pull your head back so when I lean forward I'm whispering in your ear, your replies breathless and almost unintelligible as your cunt clenches on my cock and you begin to orgasm.

"Who wants you?"

"You do Daddy!"

"Who needs you?"

"You do Daddy!"

"Who loves you?"

"You do Daddy!"

"Who owns you?"

"You do Daddy!"

Now fully satisfied I let go and fill you with the load that's been waiting for you all day, coming so hard that my knees buckle and my legs begin to shake.

"I love you too Baby, now be a good girl and clean your filth off my cock."

You drop eagerly to your knees and lick my cock til it gleams in the moonlight.