Share

Caught 4

Author: Writer
last update publish date: 2026-10-09 14:36:26

I was still on the bed when he came back.

Naked, legs slightly open, the slow drip of his cum already starting again between my thighs. My skin was clean from the shower but everything inside me still felt claimed and used. The ache in my ass and cunt hadn’t faded. If anything it had settled deeper, a constant reminder every time I shifted.

Daddy walked in carrying the black bag again and a thick folded towel. He tossed the towel onto the middle of the bed.

“On that. Ass up. Face down. Hand
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter

Latest chapter

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Caught 5

    I lost track of how long I stayed like that. Arms stretched above my head, cuffs biting into my wrists every time I twitched. Legs still open. The towel under my hips was soaked through with the slow leak of his cum from both holes. My shoulders burned. My clit throbbed in time with my heartbeat. Every small shift made the mess between my legs smear colder against my skin. The house was quiet except for the occasional sound of him moving around downstairs. A drawer. The fridge. Footsteps. Then nothing for a long stretch. I stared at the ceiling and tried not to think about how open I still felt. How used. How completely he’d taken back every inch the boy had touched. The door opened without a knock. Daddy walked in, sleeves still rolled, looking calm like he’d just finished a normal day. He stopped at the foot of the bed and looked me over the same way he had that morning—like he was checking inventory. His eyes moved from my cuffed wrists down to my open legs and the wet ev

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Caught 4

    I was still on the bed when he came back. Naked, legs slightly open, the slow drip of his cum already starting again between my thighs. My skin was clean from the shower but everything inside me still felt claimed and used. The ache in my ass and cunt hadn’t faded. If anything it had settled deeper, a constant reminder every time I shifted. Daddy walked in carrying the black bag again and a thick folded towel. He tossed the towel onto the middle of the bed. “On that. Ass up. Face down. Hands behind your back.” I moved into position. The towel was rough under my knees and cheek. He cuffed my wrists again, tighter this time, then ran a hand over my still-red cheeks like he was checking his work from the night before. His palm was warm. When he squeezed, I hissed. “Still tender. Good.” He opened the bag. I heard the familiar clink of metal and the soft sound of leather. Something cold and wet touched my hole—lube this time. He worked two fingers into my ass slowly, scissoring them

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Caught 3

    I woke up still sticky. The sheets under me were cold and damp where his cum had dried on my thighs and between my cheeks. My ass felt swollen. My cunt was sore every time I shifted. The taste of him was still faint on the back of my tongue. I hadn’t moved much during the night. I was too tired and too sore and too scared of what would happen if I disobeyed. The door opened just after the light started coming through the curtains. Daddy walked in already dressed for the day—dark jeans, black shirt, sleeves rolled. He looked at me like he was checking a piece of property he’d left overnight. No smile. No soft word. “Sit up.” I pushed myself up. My arms were still stiff from the cuffs. He watched the way my thighs stuck together when I moved. A thin string of dried cum stretched and broke. “Show me.” I spread my legs. He stepped closer, reached down, and pushed two fingers into my cunt without warning. I winced. He felt around inside me, then pulled them free and checked my ass

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Caught 2

    I stayed on the bed exactly like he left me. Face down, ass up, skirt still bunched around my waist. My cheeks burned from the spanking. My cunt ached from how hard he’d fucked it. My ass throbbed around the thick load he’d pumped into it. Every time I shifted even a little, more of his cum slid out and ran down the inside of my thigh, cooling against my skin. I didn’t clean it. I didn’t touch myself. I just breathed into the sheets and listened to the house. Time stretched. My knees hurt. My jaw still felt loose from how deep he’d shoved his cock down my throat. The wet spot under me grew as more of him leaked out. I could smell sex and sweat and the sharp scent of his cum. The door opened again without warning. Daddy walked in carrying a glass of water and a small black bag I recognized from the bottom drawer of his dresser. He set the glass on the nightstand, looked me over, and didn’t say a word at first. Just stood there studying the mess he’d left between my legs. “Still

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Caught

    I never heard the door. Jake had me bent over the edge of Daddy’s bed, my skirt shoved up around my waist, panties yanked to the side. His cock was deep, slamming into me hard enough that the headboard was tapping the wall. I was moaning into the mattress, legs shaking, already close. He had one hand twisted in my hair and the other gripping my hip so tight it would leave bruises. That’s when the bedroom door opened. Jake froze mid-thrust. I lifted my head and looked straight into Daddy’s eyes. He didn’t yell. He didn’t even look surprised. He just stood there in the doorway, jacket still on, staring at the exact place Jake’s cock disappeared inside me. His jaw was tight. His eyes were flat and cold the way they got when someone had really fucked up. Jake scrambled back so fast his dick slapped against his stomach. “Shit—Mr. Hale, I—” Daddy didn’t look at him. He looked at me. At my wet cunt still open and shiny, at the way my ass was still up, at the spit-slicked mess of my li

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Chp1

    Chapter 1 I still couldn’t believe Mom did it. Three months of dating some professor she met at a faculty thing and boom—married. No big wedding, just a courthouse and a new last name for her. Kane. And now I was stuck living in his house for the rest of senior year because my lease was up and she guilted me into it. The place was nice. Old brick, books everywhere, that expensive quiet that rich academic types like. I dragged my last box up the stairs and dumped it in the guest room—my room now. Mom was still at work. He was home. Alexander Kane. Thirty-nine. Tall as hell, dark hair going a little silver at the temples, the kind of face that looked like it belonged on a stern book jacket. Literature professor. My literature professor, starting Monday. I’d checked the roster twice hoping I was wrong. I found him in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, pouring coffee. Gray sweatpants hung low on his hips. No shirt. Just bare chest and those goddamn glasses he always wore in the departmen

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Gangbanged by Strangers: Recked

    The hotel room door barely clicked shut before hands were all over me. Not gentle. Not careful. Hungry. Mike shoved me backward onto the nearest bed so hard my back bounced on the mattress. The lamp cast ugly yellow light across the room, but nobody cared about romance. My head was still spinni

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Gangbanged by Strengers

    *A New Collection: After being in a four years relationship with Jake, Emily catches him and her bestfriend hooking up. Heartbroken - Leading her to get complicated with some nasty strengers in the bar ready to split her open if she asked for it.(This is a continuation from my last book - Unheard P

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Daddy's Turn

    Mark stood there in the near-dark, the faint glow from my nightlight catching the hard line of his jaw and the massive bulge straining the front of his gray sweatpants. He didn’t look shocked nor angry. He just looked… hungry. Like he’d been waiting for this exact moment. He stepped all the wa

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Caught!

    I bit down hard on the pillow to keep from screaming as Jake’s thick cock drove into me again, and again, stretching my dripping pussy wide open. The bed creaked under us like it was about to give out, but I didn’t care, not tonight, not when his hips were slamming against my ass so perfectly,

More Chapters
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status