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rough.

you knew what this meant.

"but daddy--"

"come. here. now."

and you sighed, walking over and lying over max's knees, and then you felt him yank up your skirt forcefully, revealing the light pink panties you had put on for him.

"so.. i had a bad fucking day, and all i wanted to do was come home to see my girl, and what is the one thing i asked you to do?" he asked, his voice now stern.

his hand softly rubbed your ass and you knew what was coming, and then his hand came down sharply on your ass.

"daddy!" you exclaimed, clutching onto his leg.
"you didn't answer my question," he replied.

"y-you asked me to be on my knees when you came home," you spit out quickly, trying to collect your thoughts.

"and why didn't you listen to me?" he mumbled, his accent was so hot when he got upset it made you want to cum on the spot.

"because i forgot." you whispered softly, staring down at your carpeted bedroom floor, and max's hand came down on your ass again.

"are you gonna disobey daddy again?" he asked softly, rubbing the now red spots on your ass where he hit.

"no daddy!" you exclaimed, and then you were suddenly pulled back up from his lap, his eyes meeting yours.

"why don't you show me how sorry you are?" he grinned, and you smiled, nodding excitedly and moving down to your knees.

as max sat on the bed you kneeled inbetween his legs, and started to undo his belt, and he lifted his hips, allowing you to pull his pants and boxers off.

you tossed them behind you and moved forward, wrapping your hand around his already hard dick and beginning to pump softly.

"fuck," max sighed, throwing his head back, and you dipped your head forward, once your tongue was on his tip, you started to begin to swirl painfully slowly, pumping the rest of him in your hand.

"don't tease daddy like that, baby." max stuttered out, his hand coming down to grip your hair into a make-shift ponytail, as he nudged your head down towards him.

you parted your lips, allowing him to slide deeper into your mouth, between your cherry lipgloss tasting lips.

"jesus," he moaned, closing his eyes. and you pulled your head away gently, hollowing your cheeks and taking more of him in your mouth.

and you attempted to place your hands on his knees for support but he shook you off,
"no hands baby girl, or you're not cumming for a month."

and you paused, max didn't fuck around with his punishments, you knew your boyfriend and how tough he was, he really wouldn't let you cum for a month.

and you placed your hands behind your back, continuing to take him as deep in your mouth as you could.

your eyes began to tear up because of all the pressure but you owed max, and you wouldn't stop until he was happy.

max let out a grunt and grabbed your ponytail again, starting to bob your head softly at first, then rougher as time went on.

his grip on your hair tightened, "don't stop, sweetheart, fuck," he panted, rolling his hips softly.

you felt him twitch in your mouth and you continued to bob your head faster, doing the best you could.

your bedroom carpet was rubbing against your knees, irritating your skin, but you didn't complain, you just wanted to make max satisfied.