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I walked into the living room
“Are you ready?” I asked.
“In just a second,” he was typing on his computer but looked up and saw my outfit.
Short skirt, little white blouse, tight little black jacket that barely buttoned over my breasts.
“What are you wearing?” he asked.
“Are you ready?” I asked.
“In just a second,” he was typing on his computer but looked up and saw my outfit.
Short skirt, little white blouse, tight little black jacket that barely buttoned over my breasts.
“What are you wearing?” he asked.
“Oh c’m on everyone likes a schoolgirl outfit.” I grinned.
“You're not wearing that in public,'' he said. “Go back in there and change into that pink dress I bought you today.”
“But I like that pink dress.”
“So go put it on.”
“But. I like. That. Pink. Dress.”
“You're not wearing that in public,'' he said. “Go back in there and change into that pink dress I bought you today.”
“But I like that pink dress.”
“So go put it on.”
“But. I like. That. Pink. Dress.”
He leaned back in his chair.
I knew I’d better make it quick.
“Here’s the thing, I’m afraid you’ll destroy it and I would like to keep this dress for more than a day.”
“Well that would depend entirely on your behavior wouldn’t it now, my dear?”
I knew I’d better make it quick.
“Here’s the thing, I’m afraid you’ll destroy it and I would like to keep this dress for more than a day.”
“Well that would depend entirely on your behavior wouldn’t it now, my dear?”
‘I don’t always misbehave and you still destroy things.”
He rose from the table. “I’ll get you another.”
“You don’t buy replicas.”
“Daddy likes variety. Now. I’m done with work. I’m ready to go to dinner...
He rose from the table. “I’ll get you another.”
“You don’t buy replicas.”
“Daddy likes variety. Now. I’m done with work. I’m ready to go to dinner...
Seems the only hold up is you, and this rather silly conversation about dresses. Do I need to shift your focus?”
“I’m ready to go too. I’m wearing this.”
“Why don't you,” he began to walk towards me slowly, “be a good girl, do what Daddy says. Go change your fucking dress.”
“I’m ready to go too. I’m wearing this.”
“Why don't you,” he began to walk towards me slowly, “be a good girl, do what Daddy says. Go change your fucking dress.”
There it was.
Now we were going to be late.
“I ...oh, fuck..” I began to back away.
The corner of his mouth twitched.
He began to unbuckle his belt. “Let’s see how quickly you can change.”
“I can’t...get changed....” I was rooted to the spot and losing focus.
Now we were going to be late.
“I ...oh, fuck..” I began to back away.
The corner of his mouth twitched.
He began to unbuckle his belt. “Let’s see how quickly you can change.”
“I can’t...get changed....” I was rooted to the spot and losing focus.
He had me cornered.
If I didn’t play my cards right I might not be able to sit down for dinner. The thought scared and thrilled me in equal parts.
He laughed. “Listen to that breathing of yours. You’re such a perverted little girl aren’t you?”
If I didn’t play my cards right I might not be able to sit down for dinner. The thought scared and thrilled me in equal parts.
He laughed. “Listen to that breathing of yours. You’re such a perverted little girl aren’t you?”
He snapped the belt against the wall, a few feet from my right hand.
I jumped, crying out. My eyes immediately grew wet as did my thighs.
“Did Daddy scare his kitten? She was so good up until a few minutes ago. I bet if I put my hand under your skirt right now, not only ...
I jumped, crying out. My eyes immediately grew wet as did my thighs.
“Did Daddy scare his kitten? She was so good up until a few minutes ago. I bet if I put my hand under your skirt right now, not only ...
would there be no panties but you’d be soaking wet.”
His right hand quickly did just. A quick swipe made my pussy clench and ache when his fingers emerged with my wet all over them.
“On your knees. I want you to crawl. Let’s see how many ...
His right hand quickly did just. A quick swipe made my pussy clench and ache when his fingers emerged with my wet all over them.
“On your knees. I want you to crawl. Let’s see how many ...
lashes I can get in before you make it to the bedroom.”
I knew better than to make a run for it. If I tried to dart through his arms, he would grab me effortlessly and have me over his knee. The night would end with me in orgasmic tears and covered in his cum...
I knew better than to make a run for it. If I tried to dart through his arms, he would grab me effortlessly and have me over his knee. The night would end with me in orgasmic tears and covered in his cum...
fresh marks on my thighs and ass. I’d have to wear a long skirt for days. If I wasn’t starving for actual dinner I would make a run for it and get it over with.
Instead I dropped to my knees and quickly skittered towards the bedroom door.
I made it to the room but...
Instead I dropped to my knees and quickly skittered towards the bedroom door.
I made it to the room but...
he got six good strikes in.
Tears sprung to my eyes and fell onto the hardwood floor.
My Daddy had a sadistic streak a million miles long and didn't play fair. He used his long legs to step in front of me and blocked my way. At one point he placed his foot firmly on my...
Tears sprung to my eyes and fell onto the hardwood floor.
My Daddy had a sadistic streak a million miles long and didn't play fair. He used his long legs to step in front of me and blocked my way. At one point he placed his foot firmly on my...
left hand, locking me in place as he brought the belt down, licking at my flesh.
“Oh, poor baby, did your Daddy catch you?”
I collapsed to the floor.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair, his eyes on fire, his breathing calm and focused. “Get up. Daddy’s hungry.”
“Oh, poor baby, did your Daddy catch you?”
I collapsed to the floor.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair, his eyes on fire, his breathing calm and focused. “Get up. Daddy’s hungry.”
I noticed the hard bulge in his pants and found myself hungry too.
“Crawl. Or I promise you won’t be able to sit for a week.” He let his foot off my hand.
I knew from past delicious experiences he wasn’t lying.
I made it to the bedroom and sat gingerly back onto my heels.
“Crawl. Or I promise you won’t be able to sit for a week.” He let his foot off my hand.
I knew from past delicious experiences he wasn’t lying.
I made it to the bedroom and sat gingerly back onto my heels.
He opened the door and retrieved the dress.
It really was so beautiful and I loved how it draped over my curves and made me feel like Grace Kelly and Audrey Hepburn all rolled into one.
Not for the first time I felt remorse of how soon it would look like pink rags.
It really was so beautiful and I loved how it draped over my curves and made me feel like Grace Kelly and Audrey Hepburn all rolled into one.
Not for the first time I felt remorse of how soon it would look like pink rags.
He hung it on the back of the door then returned his gaze to me.
“Lay down on the bed, on your back,” He began to undo his pants. “Where shall I fuck you first?”
“I’m still so sore from when you woke me up this morning…” I put my hands between my legs.
“Lay down on the bed, on your back,” He began to undo his pants. “Where shall I fuck you first?”
“I’m still so sore from when you woke me up this morning…” I put my hands between my legs.
He brushed my hands away.
“I’ll go wherever I want. Oh my, you’re even wetter than I expected. We’ll have to clean you up, won’t we, baby? What a little slut you are, look at all this wet cunt.” He gave my pussy a slap.
No matter how many times I went round and round ...
“I’ll go wherever I want. Oh my, you’re even wetter than I expected. We’ll have to clean you up, won’t we, baby? What a little slut you are, look at all this wet cunt.” He gave my pussy a slap.
No matter how many times I went round and round ...
with him, I never got used to the way he called me out, the way he gazed down at my obvious desire for him.
The humiliation was exquisite.
I put my hands over my face as he knelt down and began to taste me, licking me from my now wet ass all the way up to my clit.
The humiliation was exquisite.
I put my hands over my face as he knelt down and began to taste me, licking me from my now wet ass all the way up to my clit.
I made the mistake, as I always did, of struggling.
He rose from my thighs and climbed on top of me, pushing his cock in.
I wasn’t lying when I said I was sore. I flinched.
“Shhh,’ he murmured as I cried out. “This is what happens when you don’t listen, Little One...
He rose from my thighs and climbed on top of me, pushing his cock in.
I wasn’t lying when I said I was sore. I flinched.
“Shhh,’ he murmured as I cried out. “This is what happens when you don’t listen, Little One...
... Now, use that little tongue of yours and clean my face. “
I did as I was told.
“That’s it. Good girl. When I’m done fucking you, you’ll clean Daddy’s cock as well.”
We were definitely going to be late.
I did as I was told.
“That’s it. Good girl. When I’m done fucking you, you’ll clean Daddy’s cock as well.”
We were definitely going to be late.
