Do you do smut scene requests? If so can you do a daddy lay one where he punishes you for doing something bad, idekkkk.
Man, just one big string of smuts lately, but I need the experience, so I’m more than happy do this. And yes, I range from a LOT of things, and smut is one of them. I ended up looking up a lot about the whole “Daddy-Dom” thing, so I styled t off of that, so I hope that’s what you were asking for. I ended up dabbling into a little BDSM, I kinda scared myself while I was writing 0_0 I’m hoping I did it right, I’m such a virgin, it’s so obvious, but I hope I made everything make sense and that you can like it for the time I made you wait. Remember, if this wasn’t the intention, I’m more than happy to write it over!
This is a Lay “daddy” scenario, smut, and medium in length
Enjoy everyone
*Slight warning of dom/sub relationship. If sensitive, READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED WITH THIS SCENARIO*
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You Had This Coming
"Where were you? You were supposed to be back home an hour ago." Lay was stern, trying to intimidate you. Daddy was always mean to you over the smallest things. But, he was in charge, so you would have to preach for your forgiveness this time
"Daddy, I was just late getting home, traffic was really bad tonight." It really was, there was a couple crashes from people not knowing how to drive in the rain. You were quite scared of regardless, so you took a slow speed, which didn’t help with trying to making it home on time. You were sure would still have enough time to be home for dinner with him.
“That is unacceptable. This is the 2nd time this week and I won’t have it. You must be punished for this. Are you ready for your punishment?” You knew you had to take it, no matter how much you felt you were in the right. “Daddy knows best.” after all. He he dragged you by your wrist and took you to your conjoined bedroom. He motioned for you to sit on the bed and waited for him to decide what you were going to be punished by. He always had something new to bring to the table, since you hardly ever broke Daddy’s rules. He was always trying some new from up his sleeves, and you weren’t really ready for what it might be. You always had to sit in the opposite direction of where he was looking, so it wouldn’t spoil the surprise for you. Daddy was always full of surprises, but sometimes they weren’t good. Most of them were nice, but the ones in the bedroom weren’t. You heard him pull out a drawer, sliding it out slow, making the tension of waiting worse than it was. You began to hear some rustling in the background, and it was even slower than him opening the drawer. It sounded like he was lingering his hands within the materials of the drawer, like his hands were dancing within water. There was some more rustling, like metal clinking and velvet brushing against the wood, and even the slight slicing noise of some sharp object. You heard him pause, then you heard him pick up an object and then no noise. You assumed he had a punishment ready for you. You turned your head slightly, seeing if you could get a glance at what was ahead for you, but he caught you
“Don’t peek. You’ll only make it worse for yourself, you know.” You should’ve known better, but curiosity got to you. What would he have in store for you?
“Spread your arms out. Don’t look, just extend them out behind you.” You didn’t want to get into anymore trouble with him, so you slid your arms out, taking some of the bed sheets in your hands. You felt a big force on your wrist and it dragged you to to head of the bed, especially close to a bedpost. You looked up and saw a reflective material now decorating your wrist. So handcuffs. That was a first. You looked even higher and saw Lay holding the cuffs chain around the bedpost. He then held out his hand. You weren’t quite sure what he was gesturing for, until it came out of him with no emotion.
“Other hand. Now.” You were obedient and felt his snatch your hand and have you wrapped around the bedpost, unable to escape from what he has in store. You looked back to the handcuffs, and wiggled them around some, seeing if there was a way you could slip them away from the post, but with the design of the headboard, there was no use. You still tried to shake the connectors, try to tease him some. You knew he liked it when you were helpless, and you were more than happy to comply to his every need. You began to groan, trying to get him to stop
“Daddy, don’t you think it a little much? I wasn’t that late…” You were silenced by the touch of his finger against your lips. If your hands had been free, you would’ve slapped it away.
“You did something wrong, you must be punished. That’s the way it must be for you to learn. I just want you to do no wrong to anyone else, just to me. I’ll show you what happens when you come home late.” He then waited for you to nod your head, and as soon as you did, his smirk emerged and was ready for some action. His finger was brought down, and he spun around not facing you, like he was about to leave. You were quickly panicking, you didn’t want to just be left there, chained up. You quickly yelled to his back
“Daddy, don’t leave! I thought you were gonna punish me. Why don’t you do it?” You tried sounding as innocent as possible. “I want my punishment! Just give it to me already!” He quickly turned around and pounced on you. His face was so close, his whole body was so close, you just wanted to reach out and grab him and have some fun of your own.
But wait, right, you couldn’t.
He just stared at you, trying to figure out who you were, or what you just said. You were beginning to become uncomfortable, but he then scanned up and down you and spoke
“Oh, I’ll give it to you, alright.” You heard thunder in the background after he spoke, like he was Zeus, showing just how mad he really was. He then kissed you on the spot, filled with rage. His harshness was surprising, but still passionate, making you want to reciprocate, but the closest you got was the clink of the handcuffs against the wood, leaving you out of options but to take what you had coming to you. Of course he had to play this game. You felt his hands on your back, sliding downwards, past your shirt and by the waist of your pants. He slipped his hands into the waistband, running his fingers around rim, still keeping his lips on yours. He then forcefully grabbed them and brought them down, him sliding down the length of you in the process. You looked down and saw he left your underwear on you. He brought them to your feet, and you used your foot to kick them off of you. Wow, you were really being punished now, you didn’t even give it a second thought as you looked back to him and waited for his next move. His eyes followed your pants off your ankle, then up to you. He seemed pissed now. He grabbed your foot from over the side of the bed and held your ankles close to each other, mermaid style
“You do nothing. Keep still.” Even more strict than normal, huh? It was surprisingly sexy to see him act like this, you weren’t sure how to feel. He snaked his way back to face you and he took his sweet time to unbutton your shirt. He did each button with a slow but certain finesse that only made you want him to go faster. He went against your wishes, and tried to go slowly. When he came down to the last button, he scooted back and examined you. At you, chained up with no pants and now nothing to really cover your upper torso, but your bra. He looked you over, looking confused, but he then went back to you, shoving your sleeves off of you and behind you as much as it could be bunched up behind your shoulders. You decided to be feisty toward him.
“Guess you didn’t think this through, huh?” You had to be a bitch about it. He was fast in looking at you, straight in the eyes before he sternly spoke.
“You had this coming. Take the punishment.” You had made him mad too many times already, so chose to comply. You nodded your head with a slight smirk and he went straight for your panties. He slid his fingers through the top of the material by your hips and began to wonder around, touching your bare skin. He traced a pattern on you, but it ended too quickly as he lingered around your rear end. he let his fingers stop as he grabbed your left butt cheek. His force was so strong you let out a groan. His touch still felt amazing as his hand squeezed your assets more and his other hand followed by example. The cuffs were moving a lot now, you trying to release yourself from them, but still of no use. It’d be no use even as his hands went down the length of your legs, taking your underwear with him. As he reached your feet, your legs began to clench together, specifically your thigh area. He had been so rough already, you were scared what else he had in mind. He brought your panties to his face and inspected them. He held them up so you could see a darkened spot near the crotch area. He looked at them, then to you. You didn’t want to admit it, but Lay could make you hotter than any else ever could by the actions he chose to take tonight. He scoffed and sniffed them intently. It was a deep inhale, that was for sure. He gave a satisfied sigh and tossed your panties behind him. He then saw that your womanhood was being shy and he took it upon himself to make your womanhood come out to play. He took your calves and spread them out enough to make it obvious you were trying to hide the secret he just discovered.He then saw how tempting you really were and licked his lips before he dove in by your opening. It was somewhat muffled, but you heard him whisper. The rain was heavy now, so it only made it even harder to hear him.
“You smelled amazing, let’s see if you’re ready.” He then dove in before you could give any protest. You felt his tongue already deep inside, already close to your core. It went crazy inside of you, trying to get at all of your nerves, really make you feel what he was doing to you. You weren’t quite sure yourself, but you felt him move around your clit, trying to move the folds around, making you scream in what you weren’t sure if it was in pain or pleasure. His movements were spastic, with no real pattern or idea to them, he was trying to go as fast and as deep as possible. He kept hitting more of your nerves, so the moans from you weren’t stopping any time soon. You wanted to squeeze your thighs, but it would only make him more mad, so you tried your hardest to restrict your legs, but he was taking all of the power from you so you tried to tell him
“My…. my, legs….. they can’t…….” You felt him lessen his attention on your wetness as he brought his arms up to keep your legs from getting any closer to smooshing his head. He went right back to work as he was starting to hit more spots that would make you say his name
“Daddy, you’re so good….. I don’t want to be a bad girl anymore.” The storm was making the atmosphere more sincere that when it started. He stopped right where he was, and you could feel him come out of you and he got up so he could see your face. He wiped his face some, and then you wanted to say something, but you you saw he wanted to say something, and you didn’t want to interrupt Daddy. His hand came down and he pointed at you
“Are you sure you’re sorry?” You nodded, even if you didn’t want this adventure to stop. You were still being honest, nonetheless, and that’s all Lay ever wants; honesty and communication. He rose off of the bed and faced away from the bed again. Not again….. You waited for him to say something, but then you sighed and closed your eyes. A zipper broke the silence as you heard the sound and then pants dropping to the floor. They landed on the carpet, making the noise soft, but still audible. You waited for him, and he turned around with his underwear still on. You looked him up and down. He was sculpted so well, you were only urging for him more. You were not happy. You had to do a second take once you saw the tent that was very OBVIOUSLY pitched in his lower region. You were still very surprised by its size, you had to bite your lip from making it obvious you were enjoying the sight. He still noticed it, and he felt a need to make a slight show of him removing the last thing keeping him from penetrating you as hard as he pleased. You saw him also remove his shirt, pulling it from the back, like you always loved watching him do it. You couldn’t decide where to look; his upper area or his lower area since it was as still as a stick. He turned himself back to you, and you saw the passion in his eyes once again. His rage seemed gone, and now he wanted you so badly. He jumped on top of you, positioning himself so he was face to face with you, and you felt his erection on your legs, wanting him to just finish you already.
“I’ll make sure you’re sorry.” He then placed his hands by your waist and positioned himself, ready to enter you. “Are you ready for the last of your punishment?”, he asked you, and you furiously shaking your head yes, not even sure if that was what you were doing, you were just trying to get him inside of you, to satisfy you. He smirked at you, and you could tell he had lost all rage from before and he was now being passionately making love to you. He was rough at first, but he entered you, hitting your walls several times in the process. He eventually evened himself out, and his thrusts became the perfect speed as you now were 100% certainty that it was in pleasure now. The trickles outside made it feel much more special what was going on inside.
“Daddy…. oh…. Daddy……. You’re so…. oh…..” It was all you could say, he was doing so well. He already had you screaming before, but now? You were weak everywhere now, your arms were tired from being held up for so long, you were sweating already because the atmosphere was hot already, and you were just filled with emotion and just wanted to be done. His increased his speed, and he just kept going even after he climaxed and you felt his sperm flow through you, but he kept going as he stuttered his breathing from the overflow of the pleasure he was feeling because of you. You were close, and him placing his hands on your bare hips only made you feel more aroused. His touch was soft, regardless what it was he was doing to you, and you loved how kind he was in everything he ever did. The previous events didn’t really prove this, but you knew deep down, he really didn’t want to do this. But, Daddy had to punish you, you deserved it, after all. He was still going, and now he was hitting your g-spot. You exclaimed that he found it, and it was then when he found a good rhythm, and he kept that pace, trying to keep a good aim for you. It didn’t take him long for it to be enough to push you over your peak and climax too. You wanted to keep at this forever, but you both were finished now, so he pulled out of you, and then he sat near you, he was breathing heavily. You were forced to just lie there and see him try to recover from what had occurred. You looked around and saw the keys to your handcuffs on the side table. You looked over to the literal keys to your escape, and back to him. You positioned yourself back to how you were before, trying to cover your area as much as possible. He gave you a stern look, then asked you
“Are you sure you’ve learned your lesson? Are you going to come home on time from now on?” You nodded at him
“I promise, Daddy. And I’ll tell you if I’m running late.” He had a look, satisfied with your answer. He then nodded. You looked back to the keys, and he held his hand up, telling you he caught the idea. He picked them up and unlocked them, setting you free from the metallic prison he kept you in. Your shirt fell back into place, and you started to button up your blouse. He was turned away from you, putting his pants back on after his boxers were on. He seemed exhausted, so after your blouse was buttoned, you snuck over to him and wrapped your arms around his bear chest, giving him a kiss on the cheek. He looked over to you and you smiled at him.
“I’m really sorry Daddy, I know you’re just doing what’s best for me. I did have it coming, after all. I’ll try to get home better” You then receded back and knelt on the bed. He looked behind him, to you, and smiled back at you. He then expressed after a chuckle
“Maybe you should be bad more often.”
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So how was it? Did I do it well? I’m hoping it’s not too bad for everyone. No one seems to be liking my content lately. If you haven’t already, follow for more content. My scenarios are coming out at the speed I can make them, so try and follow to see if my content is coming out quickly. I’m hoping to get another scenario out by tomorrow, so keep your eyes peeled. I hope I did the request well, and I hope you have a good evening anon!
