It feels like it takes ages for Daddy to fit the big plug in my tight little hole, but somehow, he makes it work. Once the plug is settled, Daddy helps me onto my side so my ass is completely exposed to him and slightly hanging off the couch.

"What's our new game's number one rule, Deano?" He asks just before the first sharp sting hits my skin and I arch my back as I moan out, "n-nooo cumming, Daddy."

"Such a good boy. Only 9 more, Sweet." By the ninth one, tears are streaming from my eyes as I beg for release. There's such a thrill I get from my punishments. It's not the punishment itself that gets me off. It's my Daddy's control over me. It's knowing that even if my punishment hurts for a bit, I will still take it because it's coming from the only authority figure I've ever trusted in my life. And I'll be damned if the sex after my punishment isn't ten times better than our regular sex life; which is already amazing.

The tenth one comes as a surprise and I can't help it anymore. I yelp and clench my ass down on the plug by accident which sets me off and my release streams from my pulsing cock all over the back of the couch.

'That's okay, Deano. It was the tenth one, so Daddy will be nice this time. But, not too nice." He wraps his left hand strongly around my still pulsing shaft. I whimper in response. "Come on my beautiful Sweet. Daddy knows his best boy can cum one more time. Real pretty for me, baby. Just one more."

He strokes me as he speaks and I do my best not to scream in blissed out, fucked out, sweet, sweet agony. His lips pressed to my baby bump is what throws me head first into my second orgasm in minutes. It's too much, yet not enough. Soon, Daddy is carrying me bridal style up the steps. As I open my eyes that I hadn't even realized were closed, we're entering the master bathroom. He reaches to turn the water on and plugs the drain. "How about a nice warm bubble bath for Daddy's perfect little Sweet. You like that?" I nod in response as he dislodges the plug from inside me.

"Daddy stay?" I ask.

"If you want Daddy to stay, I will." He smiles that thousand-watt smile that I love.

Then. Daddy's setting me down into the full bath gently. He grabs my favorite strawberry bubble bath and fills the tub with it. As I take my bath, Daddy and I engage in idle chatter. Chatting about the baby, the nursery that still needs put together, just whatever comes to mind.

"All done, Daddy!" He laughs as he picks me up out of the tub and wraps me in a towel. Once back in the bedroom, he dries me off; being extra careful about my sensitive parts. Suddenly, he gently swipes over my pelvis and I almost fall over because it hurts. That was so unexpected. That hadn't hurt for a few days now.

"Oh, my poor Sweet. Body's doing so well preparing for our little one to be born. Come here, love. Daddy'll give you a massage. Then, we'll lotion that sweet bottom of yours, put your special body butter over your belly and then get you comfy in some sweats. Sound good?

"Yes Daddy. Thank you for taking such good care of me." He proceeds to grab my eucalyptus mint body lotion that I love when I'm in pain.

"Open your legs, baby. Daddy's going to get your whole pelvic area. Give you some good, all over relief." I obey, quite slowly.

Then, he rubs the lotion in his hands to warm it up before grabbing slightly above my thigh on each side and massaging down into the creases where my legs and pelvis meet; knowing this is the area that hurts me the most.

"Oh fuck, Ro. Thank you Daddy. Baby's so sore down there. Love the way your big strong hands touch me in places I didn't even know I needed touched. Mmmm. Feels so good."

Apart from a few grunts and moans on my part, the room falls completely silent as Ro works my body over with the lotion. The lust for the man taking care of me threatens to take over but I swallow it down like a horse pill. It's bittersweet, but I need Daddy's care right now. Daddy's mammoth dick can come later. As these thoughts fill my head, Daddy rolls me over to lotion my bottom from the spanking I had received earlier. Once that dries, he places me back on my back.

"Now for my baby's belly. Got my baby's special body butter. Ready, Sweet?" I nod shyly; trying not to show just how unexcited I am for this particular part of the aftercare routine. I should've known I can't hide from my Ro.

"Is this what was bothering you earlier babe? You were like this when we had the sex talk with Dr. Gates too. Usually you are not the shy one about our sex life. You love to brag about my dick to anyone that'll listen. So, what's going on babe?"

"Put the body butter on and then we'll talk. I need it, my skin feels particularly dry today." So, he does. But I can't stall for long. Soon, he's helping me sit up on the edge of the bed and then he's squatting between my legs.

"Alright babe. What's going on? I feel like you're pushing me away."

"Oh no! I so sorry, Ro. I don't mean to it's just. I'm so fat and gross and I eat EVERYTHING in sight and I just don't want you to not find me attractive anymore. This pregnancy has been hard on my self-esteem. I'm really sorry for pushing you away, though." I hang my head before Ro is standing up and helping me push further up the bed back to the pillows.

"Nope. We are not having my sweet baby thinking he's anything less than perfect. Get that fine ass up here so Daddy can talk to you." I scramble to lay over on my side because I'm most comfortable that way and Daddy slots himself directly behind me. We are so close, I doubt even a piece of paper would fit between our bodies. Then, Daddy's in my ear.

"Baby boy, you are the sexiest man I've ever met in my entire life. You being pregnant just makes you that much sexier to me. These strong ass thighs that are preparing the rest of your body for our little bear cub. The way your nipples are already lactating some for your milk to come in. How sensitive and needy my sweet boy's hole has been here in recent weeks. Always beggin' for Daddy's dick. And this big round belly. The perfect home for our little one to grow big and strong until it's time for them to make their appearance. You're doing so good and I'm the one that should be saying sorry for you feeling like I'm not attracted to you. I am more attracted to you now than ever. If that's even possible." We both laugh at that. "Come on, bug. Let's take a nap and then we'll get some scrapbook time in. Does that sound fun?"

"Yes Daddy. It does."

"Good night baby bear. And good night my perfect sweet boy. Daddy loves you both."

"We love you too, Daddy. 'Night!"