Nakia Chapter 12

Chapter 12
As he opened the door, he announced his presence to not frighten Nakia unnecessarily from the earlier situation. “Kitten, it’s Daddy, you can come out now you’re safe. It was just some gamblers trying to swindle a card game.”
When she heard his voice, Nakia slid out from behind the curtain. His breath hitched in his throat when he caught sight of her emerging from the darkness, she was always a vision, but her outfit he had picked out for this evening was truly stunning and she was breathtaking. He had almost forgotten himself and why he was upset with her in the first place as his cock instantly hardened in his pants under his belt. Silently he thanked the gods that his pants were loose and not constricting as they usually are. He was going to have to get some new clothes when they got back home, for sure his bride to be would probably keep him in a permanent state of arousal whenever she was around, to be frank he was fine with that.
As she slowly glided up to him, he studied her outfit, the crystals glinted off her just right and the fabric clung to her curves like a second skin; the silk was the perfect shade of deep burgundy to set off her light mocha skin tone and the plunging neckline made it hard for his eyes to focus on much else. When she reached him, she pressed her body firmly against his, her breasts on full display to him due to his and her height difference, making a mental note to always keep her close so no leering eyes got an intimate view of his wife to be.
“My gods Kitten, you are stunning. The outfit I had picked up for you fits you like a dream. If I’m not careful, we won’t make it to dinner tonight.”
Nakia blushed furiously and smiled shyly behind her sheer veil. As her eyes lit up at his compliments. “Thank you, Daddy. I truly love it. It is so pretty and soft.” As she thanked him, she took a step back and did a slow twirl for him to see all of her. He let out a low whistle and silently studied her, contemplating just how late he could make them.
Just then, there was a knock at the door bringing them both out of their reverie. Haroun grabbed her hand and went to the door, keeping her slightly to the left of him and behind him out of the view of the doorway. He strode to the door with her hand laced in his and swung it open. It was two half naked females at the door and about a half dozen more lining the stairs.
Upon seeing this, Haroun started to say something, but his normally quiet and reserved Nakia stepped up and cleared her throat right before he spoke. The two girls at the door went wide eyed and blinked, taking several steps back from the door apologizing as they went. “Did you ladies, and I use that term lightly, need my fiancé for something?” Nakia inquired, eyeing all eight of them very suspiciously. “Oh, no miss, we apologize we were miss informed by our keeper that the vizier was here alone and may need company this evening.” The boldest of the group stated timidly.
“Well, let me assure you that he isn’t alone and nor will he ever be again, he does not need your company, he is not that kind of man, and he has my chastity to keep safe until our wedding night, GOOD DAY!” And with that she slammed the door in the girls’ faces, turned on her heels and glared at Haroun. Seething with jealousy, she said through gritted teeth, “Is there something I should know, or will that be the only surprise tonight?”
Haroun looked down at her, feeling just as taken aback as she was and said, “No my little one, you are the only one for me and have always been the only one for me. I have no clue who those women were or who sent them. I have no desire to get to know them either.” And with that, he picked her up and carried her to the bed, kissing her every step of the way, “Now, I believe we were handling a misdeed of yours earlier before we got interrupted by all of the commotion.” As he stopped before the bed, he gently set her down and then proceeded to strip her naked, “Turn around Kitten, and bend over the bed.”
“Yes, Sir” she said as she hastened to obey.
“I am going to apply something to you, and you will wear it throughout dinner without complaining, if you need to go to the bathroom you will tell me so I can accompany you and reapply it when you are done, if you do not do as I have said, you will be spanked, do you understand Kitten?” He said as he was getting something ready behind her, but she did not dare to turn back and steal a glance for fear he would make good no his threat before they even left the room. “However, if you are good and do as you are told throughout dinner, I will reward you and give you what you have been begging me for since our bath earlier, okay?”
“Yes Daddy, I understand and will do as you have asked.” And with those words, Haroun started to rub and gently pinch her clit until it was hard as a pebble and sticking out from the hood, cooing “Good girl my good girl is being so good for Daddy and getting all wet for me. I hope you stay good all night so I can reward you properly later.”
As soon as her clit was the proper size, he added a stimulant oil and a clit clip to keep it erect and out. As he continued to apply the oil rubbing up and down her folds and on the now hard and proud clitoris, he smiled to himself as he listened to her moans and murmurs, he got her just to the edge of orgasm again and then stopped. As she started to peak, she felt her body betray her as he took his hands away from her sex and she had her first ever ruined orgasm as she came bent over the bed, moaning in a mix of pleasure and weeping at the loss of her orgasm he grinned sadistically and bent down to stand her up and dress her while whispering in her ear, “Kitten, I told you that you were going to be taught some discipline and with that lesson comes a little bit of discomfort and some pain. Are you too uncomfortable to be able to move now?”
She sniffed and thought for a moment, “No Daddy, I can still move.” “Good girl then, it’s time for dinner. Just so you know, I do not expect this to be a comfortable meal for you, but you will behave as if nothing has happened, am I clear?”
“Yes, Daddy I understand.” She was properly chastened and now she could feel her heartbeat in her clit every second. It was uncomfortable, but not so much so that she couldn’t stand or move. In fact, with each step she took, she found it more confusing because the feeling she was chasing earlier in the bathtub was back again. Each step she took her clothing, the jewelry and even the folds of her sex rubbed incessantly against her poor little aroused and sensitive clit. She cried out yet again as she started to tip over the edge, cumming but not cumming at the same time. Haroun smiled wickedly as she started to leak down her leg. Oh, this was going to be a fun night for them both indeed.