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[harpoonn]

Metro Poncho by Seattle Department of Design - Link

[imagineredwood]

Summary: Riz is back home from a run and he’s missed his baby like nothing else. 

Pairing: Riz Ariza x reader 

Warnings:  Daddy kink, everyone is an 18+ consenting adult, Sexual content, thigh riding, breast play

Word count: 875

***Well, last story of the series  🥰 I hope everyone who was sad Riz didn't get one last SDOD is satisfied now***

You smiled softly as Riz kissed along your neck, his lips on your jaw. He was gentle as ever, but the week away from you on a run had made him miss you something fierce and now that he was back home with you, his ministrations were a little more hurried than usual. His grip was still gentle though as it grasped at your ass, loving the weight of you in his lap. He had ached to have you in his lap for the whole week prior and now that he had you right where he wanted you, he was straining painfully against the front of his jeans. Pulling away to catch his breath, he looked up at you, your grin still in place.

“I missed you, Daddy.”

The Mayan nodded, his hand reaching up to cup your cheek.

“I missed you too, mi alma. It’s torture being without you.”

As cliché as it may have been, you knew he was telling the truth because you felt the same thing. Riz was kind and affectionate, always a loving partner. You had gotten used to having him around now that you were married but that also made the separations even harder. Especially when you worried that he might not be coming back. It put a strain in the relationship but the moments like this undoubtedly made it worth it.

You pressed your mouth to his once more, tongue dancing as his hands came up to caress and grope your breasts. He was still gentle, but needy and you pulled away.

“I want your mouth on me.”

Riz grinned, lust in his eyes.

“Well, who am I to deny my baby?”

He reached for the hem of your shirt and lifted it up slowly, watching as your breasts slipped out, no longer obscured by the fabric. He groaned low and you giggled, Riz wasting no time in leaning forward, getting to work. He kissed along the soft skin, his tongue slipping out to tease your nipple when he got close, only to shift to another area. He nibbled softly as the smooth, sensitive skin on the underside, sighing happily as he felt your hands come up and hold the back of his head to you. Your fingers tightened in his hair as he grew more enthusiastic, finally relenting at the sound of your pleading and focusing on your nipples. He licked and nipped with his teeth softly, alternating between suckling and then taking your nipple between his teeth, his tongue laving at the bud teasingly.

It did not take long to have you working up a sweat, your breaths coming faster and faster in arousal. Your hips were swiveling against your will, just a reaction of the pleasure and Riz was loving it. Pulling his mouth away for a moment, he looked up at you, hands on your hips.

“Scoot over, little one. Right here.”

He patted his thigh with a smile, watching as you transferred yourself form sitting across his lap to straddling his left thigh. You settled down on him, only the thin cotton of your panties creating a barrier. His mouth went right back to your breasts then, kissing and sucking, leaving tiny hickies along the parts that no one except for him would see. His hands were on your hips, pushing and pulling you to grind on him. You picked up a rhythm yourself and Riz removed his hands, letting you do your own thing while his hands now moved up, running up and down your back. He hooked his fingers into the hem and pulled the shirt off you, tossing it over onto the floor somewhere. His eyes raked over your topless body then and he thrust up at you ever so slightly as he took in the sight.

“Most beautiful girl in the whole world and she’s all mine. I don’t know how I ever got to lucky.”

You did not respond with words, only placed your hands back onto his head to cradle it against your chest. You rocked harder against his thigh, your head going back as you found the perfect angle, Riz cooing at you.

“Good girl. There you go. Make that pretty little pussy feel good. You missed Daddy huh?”

You nodded earnestly, your hands clutching at his kutte. The leather rubbed under the strength of your grip and Riz laughed, reaching up with one hand to place it on your cheek, his tongue teasing along your lips.

“What’s the matter, baby? You need more?”

You nodded once more and Riz shushed you as he pushed his thumb passed your lips, rubbing it against your tongue for you to suck on.

“There you go, kitten.”

You released his kutte from the vice of your hands and instead wrapped your hands around his wrist, holding his hand to your mouth while your hips kept undulating, your clit growing more and more sensitive as the fabric of your panties rubbed against it. The rough denim of his jeans added extra friction and you moaned as you started to feel yourself get closer and closer to the end, Riz’s voice not doing you any favors.

“There you go, honey. Come for Daddy. Then I’ll let you feel my mouth.”

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[imagineredwood]

Summary: You and Juice broke up, and while you miss your boyfriend, you miss your Daddy more. 

No sexual content.

Pairing: Juice Ortiz x reader 

Warnings:  Daddy kink, everyone is an 18+ consenting adult

Word count: 1K

***I tried to make this one different than all the others I’ve done. Hope y'all enjoy it  💗***

“Hello?”

You hesitated, not able to find your voice for a minute. Clearing your throat, you picked at a piece of lint that was stuck to your nightshirt.

“Hey, Juice.”

Juice felt like his heart skipped. His voice was low as he sat up straighter.

“Hey baby. Shit, sorry.”

You smiled sadly and gave a soft chuckle, shaking your head though he could not see it.  

“It’s fine, you don’t have to apologize. Its…you don’t have to apologize.”

Juice nodded as well and then there was a long stretch of silence. His voice was low when he spoke again.

“Is everything ok?”

You continued to pick at the lint, your voice small.

“Yeah. I mean, everything’s fine, nothings seriously wrong or anything, I just…I’m lonely.”

Juice sighed on his end, his eyes slipping closed, his brows knitted in anguish. Hearing the sadness in your voice was killing him and he wished he could beat his own ass.

He had left you because he wanted to protect you. To keep you safe. To keep you away from the death and violence. He had sworn when he got with you that he would never leave you, and he had genuinely believed that he would be able to keep that promise when he made it. He should have known better. The fact that you viewed him as both your boyfriend and your Daddy had only served to complicate things and make the split sting even more.

You had been understanding, telling him that you did not want to break up, but you would if that was what he wanted. That had broken his heart on its own and he had vowed not to contact you at all, wanting you to move on and find a man that would stay and keep his word. He had not expected to have you call him but now that you were, the happiness he thought he would feel was nowhere to be found. All he felt was guilt. As stupid of a decision as it may have been, Juice extended the offer anyway.

“Can I come over, baby? Do you want me to? You can say no.”

“Please?”

Juice was up and out of his seat now, waving goodbye at a confused Chibs.

“I’m on my way.”

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You smiled softly as Juice walked through the door, yet you kept your hands to yourself as well as your distance. You weren’t totally sure what the protocol was for having your ex back in your house after 3 months. You both stood there awkwardly until Juice chuckled, opening his arms for you. You stepped into them quickly, wrapping your arms around his middle and clutching onto him. Juice let out a sigh and wrapped his own arms around your frame, pressing a kiss into your hair.

“It’s ok, baby girl. You’re not alone anymore. I’m right here. I got you. Daddy’s here.”

You gave the slightest whimper and Juice realized then that he did not care about the club danger. What good was it trying to stop you from getting hurt because of the MC when he was hurting you himself in the process? It was a stupid decision and he could see that clear as day now. He cooed at you, softly grabbing your face in his hands and bringing you to look at him.

“It’s ok. It was fucking stupid to let you go. I just wanted to protect you. I want you to be safe, even if that means away from me. I don’t want you hurting though.”

You nodded, understanding what he was saying. His reasoning didn’t make it ache any less, but you did understand.

“You were just doing what you thought was best.”

Juice nodded, running his thumb along your cheekbone with love and affection.

“I know, but I was wrong. I see that now. I don’t ever want to have to be without you again.”

“Me either.”

You both laughed and pressed your lips against each other’s, your hands gripping his kutte tightly. Juice’s hands made their way to your waist, holding onto you as if you would disappear as he pulled away.

“I’m sorry.”

Your nod was small, eyes gazing at him.

“I forgive you. Just don’t do it again.”

“I won’t. I promise.”

“Ok.”

There was a moment of silence again before Juice spoke once, already back in Daddy mode.

“Have you eaten today?”

You nodded but he was not convinced.

“What did you eat?”

You hesitated for a bit before answering.

“I had a pop tart and some milk. And then an apple.”

Juice gave you his ‘I’m a little disappointed’ look but his eyes held no anger. Reaching, he held his hand out to you.

“Come on, let’s go make you something warm.”

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You scooped another spoon of macaroni and cheese into your mouth, Juice reaching over with a napkin to wipe the corner of your mouth. He did not make any for himself, just enough for you. You offered him a bite, but he refused, hands still running up and down your leg.

“Enjoy it.”

You continued eating, Juice handing you your Capri sun when you reached for it. Once you were finished he took the empty bowl from you and placed it down onto the coffee table.

“The boys miss you.”

“Maybe I can drop by tomorrow, say hi.”

Juice smiled as he agreed.

“I know they would like that. Chucky has been asking about you.”

You grinned as you recalled the sweet and strange man. You missed them, of course. They had become your family. You had not wanted to overstep any boundaries though and had kept to yourself. That was in the past though. Sure things weren’t going to go back to the exact way that they had been before, there was still much to be discussed with Juice about your future, but you were back together now, your protector and lover back in your home and arms and that alone made you feel that everything was going to be alright in time.

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[imagineredwood]

Summary: During a bout of foreplay with EZ, he lets the ‘D’ word slip when referring to himself in hopes that you’ll be down. You don’t disappoint.

Pairing: EZ Reyes x reader 

Warnings:  Daddy kink, everyone is an 18+ consenting adult, oral sex, vaginal fingering, 

Word count: 927

***The universe tried to block this blessing because apparently Spectrum is done on everything including internet and cable. SO y'all almost didn’t get this tonight, but I remembered about phones having hotspot so alas, here’s EZ’s story 💗 ***

“Did you have fun?”

EZ questioned you as you walked into the house, both of your smiles still bright and in place.

“I did. I’ve been wanting to see that movie since it came out. Thank you for taking me.”

EZ grinned even wider, leaning over to press his lips to yours. You both closed your eyes, enjoying the kiss. Him being a Prospect had always been known to come with challenges but lately it seemed that he was spending less and less time with you. You missed him. You missed his hugs and kisses. You missed making breakfast with him in the morning. You missed being able to shower with him or wrestle on the living room floor. You missed being able to spend time together and receive his attention. He could tell and had pulled some strings what. 

You hadn’t been together for years and years, not married or high school sweethearts. Your relationship was still relatively new in the grand scheme of things at a little over a year, but the love and trust was there in droves.

EZ had been open and honest as soon as he had known he could trust you. He told you everything, making sure that there were no secrets. That in itself had created a bond that set this relationship apart from the rest. EZ was affectionate and loving, warm and protective. He looked out for you, be it your physical wellbeing or emotional. He looked after you and was always making sure that you felt taken care of. You were able to be fragile and vulnerable with him. You could let your guard down and put all of your faith and trust in him. It was a beautiful thing and you couldn’t remember the last time you were this happy. Especially now that you had gotten an entire night of his attention.

He pulled away from the kiss when you were both breathless, eyes warm as they gazed at you.

“Let me put you to bed, baby.”

His voice was a low rumble, husky with want and you read the implication. Your smile was soft while you nodded.

“Ok.”

He walked to the room with you, hands and mouths wondering. You stripped each other down until you were bare and EZ laid you back on the edge of the bed before kneeling down, his calloused hands bringing your legs up to rest on his shoulders. You looked down at him, hazel eyes locked onto yours as he began to kiss along your leg, starting at your ankle. His lips moved slow and soft as they worked up your leg, grazing over your calf and making their way to the inside of your thigh. You let your head fall back then, relaxing and closing your eyes. You focused on the affection and let your body settle as EZ’s mouth moved closer and closer to your center. EZ wasn’t one to tease, per say. It was more about the build up. The foreplay to get you ready as opposed to rushing right into it.

When it came to sex, EZ was able to please you no matter what he did, but you couldn’t deny that his mouth was arguably his best asset. He was always diligent and particular when it came to oral and this time was no exception.

He left closed mouthed kisses along your lips, hands slipping forward to wrap around your thighs and hold you in place. His tongue began to wander, small kitten licks here and there followed by firm laps as he flattened his tongue. No matter how many times he did this, he was always observant. Always seeing where he could improve. Your pleasure was always at the top of his list and it was that dedication that made you fall more and more in love with him. You reached down to softly touch his head, fingers passing over his hair.

“Is that ok, mami?”

“Mhmm.”

You didn’t really have any words at the moment, more so just focusing on the sensation of him suckling at your clit. He chuckled softly and the vibration had your thighs closing around his head just a little. The reaction had him doubling his efforts and he released your left leg so he could slip his fingers into you. With your back arching and you mouth falling open, you began to call for him, unable to fight the pleasure.

“God, EZ. Just like that. Please don’t stop.”

EZ looked up at you, though you couldn’t see it and decided to test the waters. Either you would oblige in the heat of the moment, or it would rather ruin the moment. EZ hoped for the former and bit the bullet.

“Is that good, baby? Is daddy making you feel good?”

He was half expecting you to snap your eyes open and look down at him with either ridicule or disgust. He received neither though, only a lengthy moan and a nod paired with the feeling of your pussy clenching around his fingers.

“Yes, daddy. Your mouth feels so good.”

It was all the confirmation he needed as he buried his face into you further. He held nothing back then, eating you as if you were his last meal. He moaned into you as he rubbed his cock into the bed, seeking friction but damn sure not about to pull his mouth off of you. He wasn’t going to stop until your thighs were squeezing around his ears and you were gasping for breath, because his new little didn’t deserve anything less.

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[imagineredwood]

Summary: After a terrible day at work, all you want is your Daddy. Chibs does what he can to make the day a little better.

Pairing: Chibs Telford x reader

Warnings: Daddy kink, everyone is an 18+ consenting adult

Word count: 751 

***This one was short but sweet. Also sorry if you don’t like pink cakes or mashed potatoes  😂***

“How was your day, my love?”

Chibs inquired with a smile, happy to be the first one home for once. That smile fell as he saw your face though, sullen and exhausted. You didn’t even answer him, simply shaking your head. He pouted, never liking to see you not smiling. He opened his arms to you, and you stepped into them, snuggling into his chest further as they wrapped around you.

“My poor little baby.”

You sighed and then whined as he tried to pull away only for him to shush you.

“It’s ok, sweet one. We’re just gonna go an’ have a seat alright? I’m not going anywhere.”

You allowed him to pull away some and lead you over to the couch. He sat down first, and you did not wait for an invitation, quickly climbing into the Scotsman’s lap to envelope yourself in his warmth again. He wrapped his arms against you once more and held you to his chest, one hand stroking your head while the other scratched at your back.

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

“Not really. I just want to be here.”

Chibs nodded and cuddled you more.

“That’s fine, baby. How about we do something else? Maybe we can bake something?”

He watched as your eyes lit up and patted your back.

“How about a nice, big, pink cake?”

“With sprinkles?”

Chibs grinned and nodded.

“As many sprinkles as you want. “

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“Look how beautiful.”

Chibs motioned to the pink cake with a smile that mirrored yours. Pink cake with strawberry frosting and rainbow sprinkles. It wasn’t the nicest cake there ever was, neither of you worried about the fine details. It wasn’t about making sure that the cake was leveled perfectly or that the frosting was seamless. It did not matter that there were some spokes with far too many sprinkles and others with not enough. What mattered was that he had brought a smile to his baby’s face. That he made found a way to make your shitty day just a little bit better. That your frustration and irritation was gone and replaced with happiness and peace. That was all Chibs ever really wanted for you and he would stop at nothing to make sure that he achieved it. Even if that meant that spending the better part of two hours making a bright and colorful cake with you.

Now that it was done, he could see the excitement in your eyes and looked over at the clock. It was getting close to dinner time and while Chibs loved to spoil and pamper you, he was someone who believed in rules and order. Your bad day was not going to change things.

“I know you want cake now, but we need to make dinner first, sweet girl. Then we can have the cake for dessert. I figured we would make some potatoes, would you like to help me?”

You smiled and nodded, always happy to follow the rules. Chibs smiled at your obedience and reached his hand up to cup your cheek, gazing at you.

“You truly are such a good girl, you know that lass? You’re the sweetest little thing I’ve ever seen.”

You grinned and looked down bashfully, feeling the heat coming to your ears.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

Tugging your face up gently, Chibs brought you to look at him once again.

“No need to be shy.”

You beamed and leaned up, softly pressing your lips to his scarred cheek. You kissed him repeatedly, small pecks being placed all over the surface of his face. He chuckled and wrinkled his nose when you left a kiss there, but he allowed you to show him the affection. He knew you liked to give it, and he would never deny that he lived to receive it. Bringing your kink into your everyday life was new for you both. Your relationship was a two-way street. Sure, he was the Daddy and called the shots, but it was always because you allowed and wanted him to. While he may have been the one with the title, you both knew that in truth, you were the one in control. Your submission meant nothing if you weren’t willingly giving it to him.

With a final kiss to his lips, you took his hand in your and made your way to the kitchen with him, smiling as you grabbed the potatoes from the basket and started preparing them, more in love than you had ever been.

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[imagineredwood]

💖 Seven Days of Daddy Masterlist 💖

💦 = sexual content

Sons of Anarchy

Tig  is appreciative of your lingerie 💦

Jax and you bathe together

Juice comes home from a rough ride and wants you to take care of him💦

Happy doesn’t like that a prospect if trying to make a move on you 💦

Kozik has to be propositioned to give you more attention 💦

Opie gets you ready for bed 

Chibs has to teach you a lesson after you get a little pushy during dinner

Jax tells you no which is something you don’t like to hear. 

Kozik is a little mean to his baby and regrets it when he sees why you were too busy to clean up

Mayans MC

EZ reminds you that you belong to him💦

Bishop teaches you that you shouldn’t tease him at club parties💦

Nestor comes to the rescue when you get hurt

Creeper doesn’t know how to keep his hands to himself when you give him a lapdance💦

Gilly bonds with you before he has to go on a run

Coco isn’t as amused as you are by your little prank 

Miguel has a meeting but he’d rather stay home and play with you instead

Angel told you not to touch your toys or yourself until he got home, but you get caught💦

After a rough session, Nestor has left a couple marks on you and wants so spoil you

A guilty feeling Angel decides to let you pick how he can make it up to you for being late  💦

Coco tells you not to bother him as he has an important day and you don’t listen 💦

Bishop needs to wash your stuffie and you’re giving him a hard time about it

Miguel told you not to touch yourself until he got back from his meeting. You didn’t listen. 💦

[imagineredwood]

Summary: Jax tells you no which is something you don’t like to hear. You get an attitude and while he sometimes will entertain you, you take it too far this time. Punishing you is the only option that Jax has. 

Pairing: Jax Teller x reader 

Warnings: Daddy kink, everyone is an 18+ consenting adult, bratty behavior, spankings

Word count: 1K

***Jax pampered you last time so I figured I’d switch it up 😂***

“I’m not going to tell you again. You’re going to stay here and that’s the end of it.”

You huffed as Jax scolded you, his face tight. He had tried to be understanding but you were being difficult and that was usually where his patience started to run out. He was going to be gone for a few days with the boys on a run to do some business with the Mayans and you had brought up that you were going to go stay with Lyla and hang out with her until the boys got back. Normally Jax wouldn’t mind and things had been rocky. Jax wanted you to stay at home for the most part, only going to the clubhouse as necessary. You were fighting him on that though and he was growing more and more irritated with you. He wasn’t one to pull the ‘I’m the Old Man’ card, but he was absolutely not above pulling the ‘I’m the Daddy’ card.

You started trying to plead your case once again and Jax held his hand up, silencing you, but you just kept talking.

“That’s enough.”

His voice was harsh, and you flinched, watching as his nostrils flared in anger.

“I don’t want to hear anymore. If Daddy says that you’re not going then you’re not going. Daddy makes the rules because he’s the one in charge.”

You grumbled and huffed, turning and walking away from him. You figured that you were far enough away and spoke under your breath.

“Or because he’s stupid.”

You hadn’t realized that Jax had followed behind you and was still within earshot. At least not until you felt his hand on your shoulder.

“I’m sorry, what was that?”

Your eyes widened and you looked up at him with guilt. Shaking your head, Jax took your chin in his fingers tightly.

“Why don’t you repeat yourself. If you think you’re a big girl and want to mouth off, then come on. Say it again.”

You shook your head again, your brows knitted in remorse and fear. You had not thought that he would have heard you. You did not know that he was following behind you so closely. You would have kept your mouth shut if you did. That was in the past now though. That did not matter. What did matter was that you had just called Jax Teller stupid, and that was sure to come with a heavy punishment. You knew better than to repeat it and you started apologizing.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I shouldn’t have said that. I didn’t mean it. I really didn’t.”

Jax was not hearing any of it and shook his head, snatching your wrist and dragging you to the bed. He sat down on the edge and did not bother telling you to place yourself over his lap. He simply grabbed you by the shirt and tossed you across his thighs, not taking much care to be gentle. You gasped as you landed, Jax sinking his fingers into the waistband of your panties and yanking them down. You knew he wasn’t going to be pleasuring you today though. Normally spankings came with a side of kisses and fingering. You knew well enough that you probably would not be getting either tonight. At least not mixed in with your punishment. You stayed quiet, not wanting to make things worse. You simply listened as Jax grumbled angrily.

“Such a fucking brat. I try to look out for you and protect you and this is what I get in return. A smart mouth little girl who doesn’t know how to do what she’s told.”

He did not warn you before the spank landed. It was just there, sharp and hot, unannounced. You gasped out of instinct, your muscles clenching to try and dull the sting. Instead, you focused on doing your job.

“One.”

Jax did not say anything else as he landed the next few.

“Two. Three. Four.”

“You’ll be the death of me, darlin’, I swear.”

That was as far as the conversation went and you let it go, simply counting spank after spank until he landed the last one.

“Twenty!”

“Do you think that’s enough? Or do you still wanna call Daddy stupid?”

“No! No, I don’t, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”

You dared to look back at Jax and found his eyes already on you, still upset but not as angry as before. He stared at you for a few painful seconds before he nodded and pulled his hand off your lower back, allowing you to stand back up. You stood there before him, panties around your ankles as you stood still, waiting to see what Jax said next. He huffed and then held his hands out to you. You took hold of them quickly and let him pull you to sit down beside him. You winced slightly but he laid back with you, having you roll onto your tummy. You settled there, arms crossed as you rested your head on them. You looked at him, your eyes soft as he laid down beside you.

Normally after a punishment, you let Jax be the one to speak first. You felt bad still though and spoke quietly through your pout.

“I really am sorry, Daddy.”

The blonde nodded, reaching over to run his hand over your head.

“I know, baby girl. It’s all forgiven.”

You nodded, knowing that your punishment made that true. You still felt bad though and wormed your way forward to cuddle into the Son. He let you snuggle in close and wrapped his arms around you, pressing a kiss into your hair.

“How about me make some candy apples?”

Your eyes lit up and Jax grinned, knowing that was one way to get you perked up.

“Does that sound fun?”

You nodded enthusiastically and Jax did the same, sitting up and bringing you with him.

“How’s your bottom?”

You shook your head. It felt a little sore, but not nearly enough to take your mind off from the prospect of getting to make candy apples. You bounced on your heels and grinned up at him.

“It’s alright. You can kiss it better later.”

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[imagineredwood]

Summary: After a rough session, Nestor has left a couple marks on you and wants so spoil you. Taking advantage, you use the opportunity trick him into letting you spoil the both of you. 

Pairing: Nestor Oceteva x reader 

Warnings:  Daddy kink, alluded sexual content, everyone is an 18+ consenting adult, mentions of spanking and markings

Word count: 1.1K

***I know Nestor got a pretty PG-13 one last time so I tried to give y’all a little more this time. Not smut, but more the aftercare after smut.***

“How are you feeling, princess?”

You smiled softly as Nestor ran his hand along your tummy. He was equally as naked as you were, his hair down and luscious. You both looked satisfied and exhausted simultaneously. The only difference was that your body had scattered in hickies, bites, and welts while his wasn’t. That was how you both liked it. You liked submitting to him. Letting him have his way with you. Not knowing if he was going to be soft and gentle or rough and animalistic. It was always a luck of the draw with him and the suspense always kept you on your toes. Tonight had been no different.

“I’m ok, Daddy.”

Nestor nodded, his hand still smoothing over your tummy.

“Are you sure? You don’t hurt anywhere?”

You wiggled a bit in the bed and then winced as the sheets rubbed against your bare bottom.

“My butt hurts a little.”

Nestor nodded having expected you to say that. He had given you a fair share of spanks and while it hadn’t been your harshest punishment ever, he knew you were bound to be in some discomfort at the very least.

“Let Daddy see.”

You turned slightly so show him your bottom and he nodded, seeing how your skin was slightly raised in certain areas where his hand had landed so many times. He reached over and you flinched, Nestor’s voice soft as he hushed you.

“You’re alright. I won’t touch it.”

He placed his hand on your lower back and leaned forward to get a closer look before pulling back once again.

“Come on, let’s go take a bath.”

You beamed at the suggestion and Nestor couldn’t help but smile himself at seeing you perk up.

“Let’s go then.”

You stood from the bed slowly, your body still both achy and weak. He walked with you arm in arm to the luxurious bathroom and reached down to the faucet to start filling the tub. He turned back to you then and grabbed your special lotion, made to soothe and cool and poured some into his hand, rubbing them together and then softly rubbing your bottom. It really didn’t hurt that bad but seeing Nestor in his relaxed and pampering state was always your favorite and you were prepared to milk it as much as you absolutely could.

You gave a soft gasp as soon as his hands touched the hot skin and he pouted.

“I’m sorry, baby girl. I’ll be more gentle.”

You nodded, though you were grinning evilly on the inside. If you played your cards right, he would let you call the shots for the rest of the night and that was always fun. So, you whimpered and whined as he rubbed the lotion in, even though the welts were already starting to feel much better. Once the lotion was all soaked in, he led you to the tub, hopping in first and then holding his hands out for you to climb in with him. You followed, climbing in, and settling in front of him. You sighed as the warm water started to soothe you immediately. Nestor ran his hand down your back, scooping some of the water in his hand and bringing it up to drip over your skin. He was being soft, and you decided to milk your state. Turning back to face him, you pulled the best puppy eyes you could without being cheesy and looked at him, his hand now coming to trace his wet fingers over the side of your face.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, baby?”

“Can I put in the bath bomb? The glitter one?”

It wasn’t that you weren’t allowed to use it, it was just a rule that you could only use it when you were bathing alone. Miguel hadn’t let Nestor live it down when he had shown up one morning looking tough as ever with specks of pink and gold glitter on his face. He had been tempted to lie and say it was from strippers, but Miguel would never have believed it. He knew that you were Nestor’s one and only. So, Nestor had come clean about the strawberry unicorn glitter bath bomb and Miguel had used it to tease him since. And thus, the rule came to be: no bath bombs when bathing with Daddy.  With a pout of your lip though, Nestor sighed and nodded. He was off tomorrow anyway.

“Sure. Get the yellow one though please.”

You chuckled and settled for the yellow instead of the pink. At least that one looked more normal on the skin. You didn’t mind being covered in pink glitter and looking like a strawberry disco ball, but it wasn’t the best look for the leader of security of the Galindo Cartel. You grabbed the yellow bath bomb and dropping it into the water with a plop, watching happily as is started to fizz and release the color, the water starting to look like something out of a fairy tale. You used your arms to slosh the water around, Nestor simply watching you with a soft smile. These were the moments that he enjoyed the most.

You played around with the water for a few minutes more before it lost its magic and you turned to face him.

“Can I wash your hair?”

Nestor was ready to decline, knowing that he needed to get you food and water after the encounter that you both had just had. Your pout came back again though and he sighed, before submitting once again.

“Fine. But we have to be quick. You need to eat.”

You nodded enthusiastically and turned around in the tub quickly, facing him now instead. You grabbed the shower head and turned the water on low, waiting for it to be warm enough before you started wetting his hair. You let the water soak in, and Nestor closed his eyes, letting you enjoy yourself. It was not often that he let you be the one to pamper him. He knew how much you enjoyed it and figured you deserved it after being such a good girl for him. He laid still as you poured the shampoo and began to massage his scalp, giving a spa worth massage if he was being honest. He was nearly dozing by the time you rinse and moved onto conditioner. Opening his eyes, he looked at you as you sat back, a small smile on your face.

“My hands are tired now. Can you bathe me?”

Nestor chuckled. He knew you were always three steps ahead and this play didn’t disappoint. Sitting up some, he let the conditioner sit in his locks while he grabbed your washcloth and soap, starting to wash your back.

“Always a mastermind, little one.”

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