FEATURED BLACK BDSM STORY
An excerpt from "Andie's Daddy"
An adult adoption story written by coffee

Jonathan took off his bathrobe and laid it on the chaise lounge. He removed a large wooden paddle from the black bag and methodically rubbed Andie’s ass finding the fleshy spots he intended to strike. Andie held her breath and waited for the paddle to fall. Jonathan swung the paddle back and slammed it down on her bare ass. She cried out and stiffened, wobbling the chair and gasping to catch her breath. He struck her again and she began sobbing loudly. Jonathan continued beating her with the paddle. Her screams intensified and she began begging for forgiveness. “Please Daddy! I promise I won’t misbehave again!” Jonathan stopped long enough to put down the paddle and pick up a flogger with several thin yet heavy rubber strands.
“Please Daddy…” Andie sobbed pathetically.
“Be quiet or you get gagged,” he threatened. Andie clamped her mouth shut tightly as she had a great fear of being gagged. Jonathan brought the flogger down on her back and felt a rush of pleasure as she writhed in agony. As a father, Jonathan earnestly tried not to enjoy Andie's punishment, but as a sadist he was enjoying himself tremendously.
“Are you going to ever take my car or go out again without asking permission?” he asked.
“No Daddy! I promise!” she said tearfully. Jonathan swung the flogger down with even more force and then ran his hand carefully over the welts forming on her back. He realized that if he continued to hit this intensely he was going to draw blood eventually. Jonathan brought the flogger down once more.
“Are you ever going to break your curfew again?”
“No, Sir.” Andie managed to choke out between sobs that were violently shaking her whole body. He debated whether he wanted to cut her back open or not. It certainly would make a lasting impression, however he really had no desire to permanently scar her.
He put the flogger down and rubbed Andie between her legs.
“Andie if you continue to disobey me, I am going to put you out of my house. It’s that simple.”
Andie’s back straightened and she turned to her father with a look of absolute horror and desperation. Her lower lip began trembling. “Please don’t send me away Papa…” she begged pitifully, “I promise I’ll never disobey you again.” Jonathan seriously doubted she would be able to stay out of trouble for long, but her mischievous nature was a part of her personality that he did tend to enjoy at times. He gently stroked her hair and promised not to send her away. Andie relaxed and rested her head on the chair again. Jonathan pulled open his boxer shorts and gently slid his hard cock inside her little, wet pussy. She moaned with each thrust and Jonathan knew that she would climax soon. He grabbed her shoulders and slammed deep inside her.
“May I cum Daddy?” She pleaded, tossing her head back in ecstasy.
“No you may not.” Jonathan replied coldly. He pumped her pussy from behind until he was right on the edge of an orgasm and then he pulled out. Still slippery from her wet cunt, Jonathan slowly began inserting himself into her tiny asshole. Andie inhaled sharply and he felt her muscles tighten. Jonathan pushed his dick as hard as he could causing Andie to scream in pain. His excitement had reached a fevered pitch and it only took a few strokes before he exploded. Andie could feel the hot spurts of her Daddy’s cum deep inside her ass. Jonathan pulled back and exhaled slowly looking at his little girl’s used asshole dripping with cum. He untied her, helped her slowly to her feet and led her to the bathroom. “Get in the shower,” he commanded. Andie was looking forward to a long hot shower. She was extremely sore and exhausted.
He ordered her to her knees and she did as she was told, kneeling on the cold tile floor of the shower stall.
“Who makes the rules in this house?” Jonathan asked in a calm, even voice.
Andie gazing lovingly into his eyes. “You do Daddy.”
“Lower your eyes,” he ordered and she did so immediately.
“Why are there rules?” he asked impatiently.
“For my safety?” she guessed.
“That’s right. So I can protect you and keep you safe because I love you.”
Jonathan continued, “What happens when you break the rules Andie?”
“I get punished,” she replied sullenly.
“Yes, you do, but beyond that, you prevent me from being able to care for you properly.” Jonathan tilted her chin up and leaned over so that his face was close to hers.
“Don’t break the rules,” he said slowly and in one even swoop he slapped Andie openhanded across her face, knocking her off her knees. She quickly knelt again, her head lowered sheepishly. Jonathan crouched down in front of her and looked her directly in the eyes.
“Don’t break the rules,” he repeated and slapped her powerfully once more. The sting brought tears to her eyes but she remained upright this time. He stood up slowly and began opening his boxer shorts. Andie licked her lips in anticipation, hoping she would get to taste her Daddy’s cum before her shower. Suddenly she felt a warm liquid hitting her back. It took a second before she realized she was being urinated on, and her face immediately reddened with shame. She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the stream of hot piss travel over her shoulders and onto her head. To Andie’s horror, Jonathan directed the stream onto her face and ordered her to open her mouth. She sobbed hysterically in protest as she felt her father’s fingers prying her lips apart and his warm urine rushing over her teeth and the inside of her lips. She kept her teeth clenched tightly but some of it still managed to slip inside of her mouth. Jonathan made a mental note to purchase a mouth spreader for her. He squeezed out a few more drops and stepped away from the shower stall. Andie felt utterly humiliated and ashamed. She was still slightly drunk, soaked in her father’s urine and could feel the cum he had deposited earlier slowly leaking out of her bruised ass.
“You are to sit in this shower and think about why you are being punished,” Jonathan told her. He washed his hands and went downstairs to have a beer. Twenty minutes later Jonathan came back upstairs and found Andie still seated in the shower pitifully clutching her knees and shivering slightly. He had to admit that she did appear to have learned her lesson. But just in case she hadn’t, he opened his boxer shorts and relieved himself on her face again while she sobbed miserably. After Jonathan was finished he turned on the shower and told her to wash up and go to bed. She was not allowed to sleep with him that night, and to Andie that was the worst punishment of all.