Soft, needy moans fell from Sidney's lips as Billy's trailed down her neck. She could feel his hand moving down her waist, his touch a sensual caress even through the fabric of her shirt. Just when she thought he was going to slide it up to feel her bare skin, he extracted himself from her, smirking when she let out a dissatisfied squeak.
"Billy, please," she whined.
His smirk grew, his eyes glinting mischievously. "Now, now, Princess," he tutted. "We're in a mall and our friends are about to bring our food back to us. It would be inappropriate of us to do anything in such a public place."
"Since when have you ever cared about being inappropriate in a public place?" She asked incredulously.
A wink was her only response before Stu, Tatum, and Randy returned to their table with their food.
Sidney glared at her boyfriend, her cheeks flushed. It wasn't the first time Billy teased her today; far from it, in fact. Earlier today, before Stu called Billy and asked if they wanted to come to the mall, he had his hand down her panties, playing with her clit. She had been on the verge of an orgasm when Billy pulled away and told her to get ready to meet Stu, Tatum, and Randy at the mall.
The second time he teased her was actually in his car on the way to the mall. They had gone together while Tatum, Randy, and Stu drove there in Stu's car. She was still tense from Billy's earlier teasing, but had just begun to calm down when she felt his hand on her thigh, resting on her bare skin while his other expertly navigated the road. For a few minutes he didn't move and she let her guard down. Big mistake because as soon as she relaxed, his long fingers caressed her thigh, creeping dangerously close to her covered pussy. He kept his touches soft and light, the pressure inconsistent to keep her guessing. By the time he stopped and pulled his hand away, they were pulling into the mall parking lot and Sidney was red-faced and breathless, having to lie to her friends and tell them that she felt warm. Lucky for her, the weather was sunny and hot today, so her excuse checked out.
He kept the tally of how many times a day he could tease her when she was browsing some of the clothing on sale only half an hour ago. He had pressed up against her, his chest against her back, making it look as if he were just holding her while she searched for what she wanted when really he was rubbing his cock against her ass. She actually had to grip the shirt she had been holding until her knuckles turned white. By the time he decided he tortured her enough, Sidney's pussy was aching and she wanted him to bend her over the clothing rack and have his way with her, audience be damned.
Now sitting here, at this table, he teased her for the fourth time, kissing her neck and running his hand down her body while they waited for their friends to return. She was so done with it.
'If he wants to play, fine. I'll play,' Sidney thought, glaring at him.
"You okay, Sid?" Tatum asked, noticing her glare.
"I'm fine, Tay, just a little irritated," she answered.
"Why?"
"Oh, you know…people teasing people and everything."
She watched Billy chew on one of his fries. He was pretending not to hear her, but the twitch of his lips gave him away.
'Asshole.'
"Teasing is good sometimes," Billy claimed, amusement coloring his tone. "It keeps people on their toes and makes them ready for anything."
"And sometimes it's just cruel," Sidney argued.
"Some people are just very sensitive, Sid."
Sensitive? Sensitive?! That's it!
Completely irritated, Sidney was unable to control herself, snapping at him, "And some people don't like being teased…Daddy."
She heard Randy choke on his food, Tatum release a surprised huff, and Stu let out a very mischievous, "ooh." But her eyes were focused on Billy and his reaction.
He didn't disappoint.
Billy's form stiffened, his fingers clenching around the fry he was raising to his lips. His nostrils flared at hearing that familiar word pass her lips and his eyes darkened slightly, his lips pressing into a firm, thin line. When he dropped the fry and turned to look at her, she shivered at the primal lust in his eyes.
"Do you really want to start this?" He growled lowly, leaning in so that she was the only one who could hear him.
"I do, Daddy," she answered, staring into his dark gaze with a defiant one of her own. Her voice was equal in pitch, letting him know that she was not backing down from this.
That was what caused Billy to rise from his seat, gripping her wrist tightly in his grasp and practically dragging her out of the mall and to his car. Opening the passenger door, he roughly tossed her into the seat before slamming it and stalking over to the driver's side.
Sidney's body thrummed in excited anticipation as he slid before the steering wheel, forcefully closing his own door before turning the key in the ignition and beginning to drive away.
"Where are we going, Daddy?" Sidney asked, unable to prevent herself from further teasing her boyfriend as she naughtily dragged out one of the only words she knew could trigger him into an animalistic frenzy.
Billy chuckled darkly. "My house. My dad isn't home and I'm going to take full advantage of that so I can show my dirty little girl how much of a brat she's being," he said. His tone was throaty and gravely and it sent a thrill straight through her body, her thighs rubbing together and her pussy clenching at the sound.
Sidney licked her lips. "Are you going to punish me?" She purred.
"You bet that pretty little ass I will."
Sidney shivered, her panties soaking with her arousal at the sinful promise in his words.
It didn't take long for them to reach Billy's house, nor did it take long for him to pluck her out of her seat and effortlessly carry her into his house. Once he carried her up the stairs and threw open the door to his room, he tossed her onto the bed, a small squeal escaping her mouth as her body bounced against the mattress.
Billy licked his lips as he stalked forward until Sidney felt the bed dipping from his weight upon it as he crawled over her.
"On your stomach," he whispered.
Sidney's eyelids hooded and for a second she was tempted to disobey him just to see what he would do, but decided against it and turned onto her belly.
"So my little brat can follow orders," she could hear the grin in his voice. "However…" He ran his hand down her back to her skirt and squeezed her ass. "I'm still going to punish you for your stunt earlier."
Billy moved her body so she was on all fours, flipping her skirt up over her hips and tugging down her panties, exposing her ass and pussy to his gaze.
"Let's see how red I can make you…"
His hand came down with a sharp slap onto her right cheek. His naughty girlfriend yelped in response.
"That one was a warm up," he murmured into her ear in a dark and seductive tone that made her quiver. "You're going to count them now and say 'thank you, Daddy' every time until I'm finished. Do you understand?"
"Yes," Sidney whimpered.
Billy gripped her throat with his unoccupied hand. "Yes what?" He growled into her ear.
"Yes, Daddy."
Billy kept his hand in place on her throat, anchoring her down onto his bed. "I think twenty is enough for calling me Daddy in public, ten for each cheek. You're on thin ice right now with me, little girl; if you test me or you don't count every spank and thank me like I told you to, I will treat you like my personal sex toy. I'll cum inside of you, but you won't cum at all," he said huskily in a voice like gravel.
Sidney shuddered. "Yes, Daddy," she whispered. The thought of twenty spanks just for calling him Daddy at the mall made her wetter than she already was, her body buzzing with excitement and anticipation.
A loud gasp left her lips when his hand came down on her right cheek, the sting of his open palm connecting with her tender flesh sending sparks of arousal down her spine.
"One! Thank you, Daddy!" She moaned.
Slap!
"Two! Thank you, Daddy!"
Slap!
"Three! Thank you, Daddy!"
On and on the pattern went, Billy's hand leaving behind a print with each strike. When he finished the first set, he gently rubbed the red skin and moved to her left cheek. The next ten slaps echoed throughout the room, Sidney's moans increasing in tempo as she counted and thanked him.
The last spank was harder than the rest, that delightful pain lingering longer than it did for the previous hits.
"Twenty! Thank you, Daddy!" Sidney screamed, throwing back her head as she came hard, her juices gushing and soaking both her panties still wrapped around her knees and the bed covers. Her pussy clenched around nothing, walls desperately pulsing and clamping down on an object that wasn't there.
"Good girl," she barely heard Billy purr through her pounding heart and heavy breathing, her blood rushing into her head as the intense ecstasy nearly overwhelmed her body.
Billy sat back onto his bed, pulling her onto his lap. She hissed when her hot skin met the fabric of his jeans. His very hard, very large erection was pressed against her sensitive ass, but he made no move to relieve it. Instead, he held her down on him, hands firmly gripping her hips and lips gliding along the column of her throat.
Sidney whined, tilting her neck so he could have more access.
"You're such a dirty girl, Sid, cumming just by being spanked," he growled, his voice low and smooth as velvet.
"I'm your dirty girl, Daddy," she said, feeling completely satisfied as she rested bonelessly against his body.
"And don't you ever fucking forget it," he said before sinking his teeth into her neck to mark her.
Sidney Prescott was his. His to love and his to punish.
