But, he continued reading. “Papas do NOT want their little girls to give themselves pleasure. Lord Cavendish says it is his right and privilege as my husband and papa to be the only one who brings me to climax.”
“I am glad you remember me saying that, Camellia, though it seems you did not heed my words. In fact, it would appear that you have come up with a scheme to completely disregard my instructions to you and you shared this with your friend quite proudly. He read more from the letter. “His possessiveness is quite endearing. However, sometimes I feel I must pleasure myself lest I explode from need. In those instances, I tell Papa that I have a headache and must rest. He usually is very concerned and puts me to bed himself in my own special bedroom. I close my eyes and pretend to sleep and when he leaves the room, my fingers get busy inside my drawers. After that, I usually do sleep so I do not feel it is a complete deception.”
“I am sorry, Papa,” Cammie said for what felt like the hundredth time that day.
“Have I given you permission to stop touching your kitty?”
“No, Papa. It is just that I thought you wanted me to read the letter.”
“I think I shall continue reading for another paragraph or two while you continue to show me how you touch your kitty and disobey your papa.”
Papa’s deep voice filled the room. “However, your kitty (which is also called a cunny or a quim) will get wet when you are aroused and ready for a climax. Sometimes there is so much moisture it dampens my undergarments. If your papa suspects that you have been touching your private parts without his permission, he will check your drawers for telltale signs of wetness.”
Papa paused in his reading and reached for Cammie’s kitty. “Since you are not wearing drawers, I shall check here. Hmmm. You are very wet, Cammie. Does reading your naughty words to Papa excite you?” His fingers plunged in and out of her core while Cammie continued to touch her clitty. It was becoming very difficult for her to hold still and she swayed toward Papa with a soft moan.
“Are you getting ready to reach your climax, little girl?”
“Yes, Papa.” She worked her nubbin harder, feeling the tide building inside.
Papa pulled her hand away and then positioned her over his knee.
“Wha—”
“You have a punishment coming and it is time for it to start. Naughty girls do not get to bring themselves to climax.”
He handed her the letter. “Please continue reading,” he said.
She whimpered at the halt in her progress. Frustration at being left unsatisfied compounded her aggravation with herself for being in such a predicament in the first place. Taking a deep breath, she balanced across Papa’s knee and focused on the contents of the letter. Papa stroked his palm over the flesh of her backside.
“Papas can be very strict and stern too, especially if they believe their little girls have violated their rules. My papa has reddened by bottom several times for touching myself. It is shameful and embarrassing. Worse than the naughty chair.”
Papa’s hand stopped caressing and began swatting. Though she knew it was coming, the sharp smack to her hind end surprised her and she nearly dropped the letter. She steadied herself and moved to the next shameful confession, while Papa’s hand raised and lowered all over her naughty bottom.
“But, I have become friendly with the laundry maid and slip her a few coins now and then and she makes sure I have plenty of fresh linens and underclothes so Papa is none the wiser and believes I have learned my lesson.”
Papa’s palm smacked hard several times in the very center of Cammie’s backside, but Cammie was so angry with herself, she welcomed the heat and sting and focused her attention there. After half a dozen swats, Papa reminded her she was to be reading.
“Oh dear, I fear I have gotten ahead of myself. The major activity of married people is called making love. Your papa will have a big shaft between his legs called a cock. It will get hard when he desires you and he will thrust it inside your kitty. Cock is another name for penis. It will get large and hard inside your kitty as your papa moves in and out. Your kitty gets ready for the cock by getting wet with desire, like I described already. Your papa will help you build up your desire to get nice and slick for his cock by kissing you or touching your ninnies with his fingers or sometimes with his lips or teeth. Sometimes my ninnies are sore the next day but it feels so good I do not care.”
Papa shifted her across his lap. “Do you feel my hard shaft now, little Cammie? Even when you are naughty, Papa desires you. Your naked body and your submission make Papa happy and makes him want you.”
The firm length of him pressed against her belly and she wriggled closer. Her need to complete her climax ached within her.
“None of that, Camellia,” Papa said, landing a stinging swat to the top of her thigh before moving her away from his cock. “You will get your pleasure when I give it. If I give it.”
Cammie mewled. She needed a release and she needed to be held in Papa’s loving arms afterward. This had turned into a horrible, awful afternoon.
Papa gave her several more swats on her hot bottom then set her on her feet in front of him. He took the letter from her hands and said, “Go get on your bed, Cammie, on your hands and knees.”
Cammie knew what that meant. Something was going to happen to her bottom hole. But, if it meant an end to the embarrassment of reading her letter, then that was fine by her. Papa had trained her rear hole with plugs so now she could take his big cock in her backend. That sure made Papa happy. She liked it too, though it was shameful when her papa made her open her cheeks so he could see her little pucker.
Papa dropped the letter on the bed between her hands. “I believe you have not finished reading this.”
Ohhh. She did not like the way this was going. Papa moved to stand behind her and she heard him open his trousers and lower them, then his hands gripped the globes of her rear end and pulled them wide. He put his fingers into her kitty and tsked. “You are very wet, little Cammie. I wonder why.” He gathered moisture from her slick folds and used it to lubricate her tight opening.
He paused long enough to land a swat on her left cheek. “Read,” he ordered.
She sighed. “If your papa is anything like mine, he will probably like to touch you and kiss you all over your body. Sometimes your papa might even put his mouth on your kitty. If he kisses your mouth after that, you will be able to taste your juices on his lips. It is a very naughty feeling, but I enjoy it. I like touching and kissing my papa all over his body too. Sometimes I put his cock in my mouth and suck on it until he reaches his climax. That makes my papa very happy and sometimes I get a new dress or hat the next day.”
Papa coughed several times but when Cammie snuck a glance at him over her shoulder, his lips were pressed together like he was trying to hold something back instead of letting a cough out.
“I hope this answers some of your questions. I am sure your papa will be happy to show you everything you need to know to be a good and pleasing wife.
Yours affectionately,
Cammie
P.S. Burn this letter as soon as you read it.”
She found the last line particularly galling. If Hyacinth had followed her instructions, she would not be in this predicament in the first place.
And then it dawned on her...Cynny’s papa had read the letter too. And brought it to her papa. “D-did Lord Grayson say whether Cynny got in trouble for this letter?” she asked, hesitantly.
“Oh, yes. As I understand it, she has been spending a significant part of the day in the naughty chair and I expect that Lord Grayson has some plans for her.” Papa continued to probe her back hole with his fingers while they spoke and Cammie had to pay close attention in order to say the things on her mind.
“This letter has caused a lot of problems hasn’t it, Papa?”
“I believe that is putting it mildly.”