Maybe one day I'll post at a normal time

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Fear ripped me from the inside out. Like a cold hand gripping my heart, squeezing it until all I could do was let out choked sobs. The cold hand of free constricted me, not letting me move for if I did I would surely be dead. But I guess that doesn't matter because I'm going to die anyways.

"Daddy!" I screamed.

I heard footsteps running before Frank stumbled into the room, looking at me in panic and worry.

"What is it? What's wrong, baby boy?" He questioned.

I cried, pointing at the very large spider that was a foot and a half away from me. It had trapped me in this corner and was planning on killing me just like a fly. Frank picked the spider up with a piece of paper, opening the window and dropping it out.

"There, it's all gone now, sweetheart, nothing to fear," he said.

I sucked my thumb as he pulled me in for a hug.

"Daddy, you're my knight in shining armor," I muttered around my thumb.

I heard him chuckle. "We have to start getting ready, we are going to the business dinner now."

"No! I can't go!" I exclaimed, pulling away from him. "They're going to hate me and I'm just gonna ruin it for you!"

"They're gonna love you," Frank reassured me. "And if they don't then they can go suck a dick together for all I care."

"But what if they make fun of me?" I asked.

"Then I will beat their asses because you're beautiful," Frank stated.

I giggled, jumping on the bed.

"You're gonna have to catch me, daddy," I said.

"No jumping on the bed, get down," Frank ordered.

I shook my head.

"Not going," I stated. "They're gonna hate me."

"Get down now," he said, reaching for my arm.

I jumped back, tripping over the blankets and falling off. It didn't hurt but now Frank was standing over me.

"What did I say, Princess?" Frank asked, holding my hands and pulling me up to my feet.

"Not to jump in the bed," I repeated, not feeling an ounce of remorse.

"And what did you do?" He asked.

"I jumped on it anyways," I stated proudly.

"Looks like you need a punishment," Frank said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "Over my knee, little one."

I felt myself grow excited as I did as he told.

"Count for me," he ordered.

I felt Frank lift the back of my skirt up and pull my panties down so it wrapped around my ankles. His hand rested on my bum, giving it a small squeeze before it lifted and came back down quickly again. My body jerked forward slightly and I held back a moan.

"One," I said.

"And?" He asked.

"Thank you, daddy," I added.

A sting on my butt had me biting my lip as it shot through to my semi.

"Two, thank you, daddy," I said.

"Such a pretty little ass, Gee," Frank muttered, rubbing it softly.

His hand smacked me three more times in a quick row.

"Three, four, five, thank you, daddy," I said, my breathing heavy.

"Last one," Frank stated.

His hand came down again, the hardest so far and I moaned.

"S-six, thank you, daddy," I stuttered.

"You did so well, baby boy," Frank praised, rubbing my stinging ass slightly.

I whined, arching my back so my ass was up higher.

"You want another?" Frank asked.

I nodded and felt his hand come down on me again. I moaned, squeezing the blankets in my fists.

"Sweetheart, we have to go or else we're going to be late," Frank said. "And this is important, we can't be late."

My eyes widened as I looked back at him.

"Sorry," he muttered.

He reached over and grabbed a bottle of lotion, rubbing it on my bum to soothe the stinging red skin. I pouted as he got up, still laying on my stomach with my panties around my ankles as I propped myself up on my elbows. I gave him the puppy-dog eyes as he looked at me and bit his lip. Frank grabbed something from the cupboard, putting lube onto it. He walked back over and I can now see the black plug in his hand.

"Daddy?" I wondered, my eyes watching the butt plug.

"If you be a good boy tonight then you'll get a reward when we get home, understand?" He asked.

I nodded, facing forward as he moved behind me. I felt the cold plug at my entrance before it was slowly pushed inside me. A soft moan left my lips as I looked back at Frank. He smirked back, helping me up to my feet and pulling my panties back up. I bit my lip as the plug rubbed against the sweet spot inside me. I looked in the mirror at my white dress that was covered in light purple lace that went up and around my neck and my white heels.

I fixed up my make up and followed Frank out the door. The heat in my stomach built, each jolt as the car hit a bump made me let out a small squeak. My hand couldn't help but trail up my skirt, palming myself through my panties.

"Nuh-uh, princess, better be good for daddy, bad little boys don't get fucked," he warned.

I bit my lip, fixing my dress over my lap again.

"Good job, Baby Gee," Frank praised and I blushed. "Wanna know what else?"

I looked at him in curiosity as he pulled out a little black device. He turned the dial and a vibration shot a wave of pleasure through me. I leaned back in my seat, my head falling back as my eyes shut, my jaw dropped, and my back arched. A small cry ripped from me from the pleasure. The vibrating intensified as my toes curled and I let out a squeak.

"Daddy, I'm gonna come," I moaned.

I felt the vibrations stop and my whole body went slack against the seat as I tried to regain my breathing. Frank looked over at me with a smirk and I crossed my arms over my chest.

"That's mean, daddy," I complained.

He chuckled, continuing to drive until we pulled into the parking lot of a very nice looking restaurant. We got out and found out that the other couple was already here.

"You're late," the man stated, looking annoyed with us.

"I'm so sorry, our cat got loose," Frank said.

I held back a gasp as I looked at him. Daddy told a lie, that's bad.

The man and woman stood up, shaking hands with Frank.

"Gee, this is Mr. and Mrs. Leone," Frank introduced. "This is my boyfriend, Gee."

I gave a shy smile, looking down at my feet. We sat down and ordered our food as Mr. Leone and Frank started talking. I looked at Mrs. Leone nervously, the way her beady eyes scrutinized me.

"I-I like your necklace," I complimented in a quiet voice, hoping to somehow lift some of the awkwardness that filled the air between the two of us.

Frank stopped talking for a moment to give me a small, encouraging smile and patting my knee before removing it and going back to his discussion. Mrs. Leone looked down at the silver chain that hung around her neck then looked back up at me.

"Okay," she replied, paying attention to their conversation.

I shifted in my seat, biting my lip at the way the plug moved inside me. Our food was set down in front of us but I wasn't hungry. I want daddy. Frank must've noticed because he flipped the switch on the remote, making me jump in my seat. The other two noticed and gave me a questioning look. My cheeks burnt red as he shut it off again and I relaxed in my seat.

"Anyways, as I was saying," Mr. Leone continued. "They've got pretty good deals but yours was always of better quality."

"And it's so much cheaper to buy something that costs a little bit more one time rather than buy something cheaper multiple times when the first one breaks," Frank pointed out.

The couple nodded in understandment. The vibrations shot through me again and I gripped the edge of the seat as I stared intensely at my lap. Hot pleasure built in the pit of my stomach, daring to release.

"What do you think, Gee?" Frank asked, a smirk playing on his lips. "Do you think release could be a good thing?"

"Y-yes," I said, tearing my gaze away from my lap to Frank with a pleading look. "Release is great."

"See," Frank said, turning to look at Mrs. Leone. "It's good to release our workers every now and then, make sure that their home life and everything is fine at home, we aren't that inconsiderate. Granted, that one time was a mistake but we got it all sorted out."

I zoned out from their conversation again. The vibrating finally stopped and I sighed in relief.

"Okay, what is wrong with you?" Mrs. Leone asked and I froze, looking up at her. "You keep acting weird and what's even weirder is that you're a boy in a dress and heels, what kind of freak are you?"

My lip quivered as my eyes watered as I looked away. She's right, I am a freak. A stupid, useless freak. Frank stood up so fast his chair almost fell backwards.

"You shut your fucking whore mouth," Frank spat.

I kept my eyes down as a single tear rolled down my cheek. Stupid, ugly, fat freak.

"How dare you fucking say that when you look like you've had enough plastic surgery to melt if you're near an open flame!" Frank shouted, gaining the attention of several nearby tables. "You can take our deal and shove it up your ass because clearly your husband isn't shoving his dick in there with how much of a prude you are! C'mon, sweetheart, we're leaving."

He angrily tossed some money onto the table and grabbed my hand, dragging me out of the restaurant. I cried silently as we got into the car and Frank closed his eyes, taking a few deep breaths. He looked at me, his face softening significantly as he reached forward to gently wipe away my tears.

"Hey, it's okay," Frank whispered. "Don't listen to her, she doesn't know what she's talking about. You're so beautiful and perfect, she's just jealous of you."

I turned away from him, looking out the window.

"Baby-"

"I wanna go home," I interrupted quietly.

He sighed, starting the car and driving the short distance. I was out of the car and in the house immediately after he pulled into the driveway. My walking was uncomfortable, I had completely softened during the fight and the plug was just uncomfortable. That lady is a major turn-off.

"Take it out," I whined when Frank walked into the bedroom with me.

He sighed and I bent over with my hands on the edge of the bed. He pulled my panties down slightly and pulled out the plug. I bit my lip at the slight pain as he fixed my panties back into their original position.

"Don't listen to her, Princess, you're so beautiful," Frank said softly, giving me a kiss as I stood up.

I laid down on the bed, my thumb going to my mouth. He pulled off my heels and my dress, tucking me in as I fell asleep in a mess of tears.