Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 133034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
“I read some very disgusting things about Stuart in your notebook, didn’t I?”
“Yeah. You did.” I do my best to look ashamed.
“Did you do any of those things in your notebook? You’re a beautiful girl, Holly. I know Stuart would have been very keen to make some of those fantasies come true. Neil, too, no doubt.”
I take a deep breath.
“Yeah, Stuart was keen. He asked me in Caerphilly if I wanted to play dirty with him. Both him and Neil. He said filthy things that they both wanted to do to me. He said I’d enjoy every minute.”
“What filthy things did they want to do to you?”
I take a swig of my juice, cheeks prickling.
“Stuart wanted to… fuck me. He told me how he’d fuck me so hard, I’d be squealing. He said he’d done it enough times to make sure I’d be desperate for more.”
“And what about Neil? He wanted Neil to be there, too?”
“He wanted to share me with Neil, yeah. He told me Neil likes to…”
“Likes to what? It’s alright, just speak the truth.”
I take a breath and look down at my juice. “He likes to fuck girls in the ass. He said I should take the both of them at the same time.”
“They wanted you to take two dicks at once?”
I nod. “Stuart told me I could be a pretty little slut for them, and I’d be so grateful I’d suck them both clean when they were done. And one time, Neil cornered me in a turret, just as the others were leaving, and…”
“And?”
“He… he took his cock out, started working it hard, and asked me to show him my tits.”
“And what did you do? Don’t even think about lying to me.”
Daddy’s jaw clenches tight, his palms pressed hard against the breakfast bar. He could be so mad at me. So fucking mad.
I feel the thrum of his power all the way through my body, and it’s so tempting to change my story.
It’s on the tip of my tongue. A new confession… I showed him my tits and he jerked off in front of me. I dropped to my knees and licked him clean. And when Stuart stepped out from his hiding place with his hard cock in his hand, I couldn’t help myself, Daddy. He came down my throat. I’m sorry for being such a slut.
I want Daddy’s punishment. I want to beg forgiveness for being such a dirty, bad girl. For disappointing him. For betraying him for a couple of disgusting college fuck boys who’d used me like a cheap piece of meat.
But there is more to it than that, tonight. A greater need blooming deep.
Beyond all the fake disappointment, and his brutal palm spanking my ass over his lap, I want Daddy’s love.
And that trumps it all.
Daddy’s love.
“I didn’t show him my tits,” I tell him. “I promise you, I didn’t do it. All I could think about was you. Of missing you. I didn’t want Stuart or Neil. I just wanted my daddy.”
“So what did you do?”
“I ran. I pushed him aside and ran and caught up with the group.”
Daddy raises his eyebrows, his expression one of shock.
“Did he try it on again? Or Stuart?”
I shake my head. “They would blow me sneaky kisses. One time, I caught Stuart kissing Dee Harrison. She was jerking him off. Stuart saw me but he didn’t stop. Just grinned at me as his cum splattered the castle wall.”
“Dear God, where were the teachers?”
I shrug. “Mrs Potter and Mr Trench seemed very cosy. I think they were doing their own sneaking off sometimes. But I made sure that I stayed tight with the group. I wasn’t going to give those horrible boys the chance to corner me again.”
“Are you telling me you didn’t let them have their filthy way with you, Holly? You were good? Right the way through?”
“I was good, I swear. I didn’t even kiss them. Because nothing they could do, even if they did make it feel great, would ever compare to you. They would never even come close.”
I look down at my fingers, Holly shy and abashed in front of her father figure. The man who makes her feel like the most special girl there could ever be.
“I wasn’t expecting that,” he says. “After the notebooks, and finding you here being such a bad girl with that idiot on the sofa.” He reaches over the breakfast bar and takes my hands. “I’m so proud of you, sweetheart. So very proud.”
The burst of pride I feel in my chest is so genuine, it’s crazy.
“Thanks, Daddy.”
“And you know what good girls get? They get their rewards. Daddy’s going to make you feel so nice, sweetheart. You’ll get much more than those idiots promised. Their stupid offers will pale in comparison to what you’re going to get from me tonight.”