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)
“It looks good on you, sweetheart.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
My tits are bulging through the tight, stretchy fabric, my nipples on proud display. Hardly a cutesy princess now I’m out of my pigtails, but Daddy pulls me close, rocking me against him as he smooths my freshly dried hair.
“I’m so pleased you’re back from your college trip, Holly.”
“Yeah, Daddy. So am I.”
He pulls back the bedcovers for me and I slide inside. He gets the lamp once he’s in beside me, whispering a goodnight, sweetheart, but it’s anything but time for sleeping.
Daddy’s lips are straight on mine, and mine are ready for him. Daddy’s weight moves on top, and my soul soars fresh. My pussy is ready to take him, even though it aches from the cleansing.
All through the night, Daddy makes love to Holly, his sweet little plaything.
All through the night, I love Daddy back, as though he’s the greatest man in the world.
The fantasy lives on, characters taking over, and I am his sweetheart. His good girl. His Holly, even though I feel nothing whatsoever like a whore.
Hours slip by so quickly when you’re having fun. In no time at all the dawn chorus begins.
“You know what,” Daddy says as we lie, snuggled together, and he strokes my hair. “I am a little disappointed in you.”
What? I shoot up on an elbow and look him in the eye. Did I fuck up along the way?
“What’s wrong?” I say, then add, “Daddy?”
He sighs. “I really believed that you would have misbehaved while you were away.” He chuckles. “I was so looking forward to punishing your peachy ass. I even bought a new pair of slippers for the occasion.” He nods towards the dresser and I see them, a brand new pair of black slippers on the floor. My clit wakes up at the thought.
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” I say, my mind whirring for something – anything I could confess to.
“It’s ok, sweetheart,” he says, stroking my cheek. “Maybe next time.”
And then I do think of something.
“Actually,” I say, trying to look more sheepish than ever. “There was something…”
“Really? Don’t tell me you let those boys touch you.”
I shake my head. “No, I didn’t do that.”
“What is it, then? Tell me.”
“Well… It was in that turret, when Neil got his cock out and asked me to show him my tits…”
“You didn’t run away?”
“No, no. I did run away… but…”
“But?”
“I… I crept back to the arched doorway and peeped at him. I couldn’t take my eyes off him because he was jerking his cock so fast, and I couldn’t resist putting my hand up my skirt, and… I fingered myself as I watched him. I promise I was thinking of you, Daddy, because I love watching when you come. I was tingling so bad. And when Neil came and his cum went splattering, I was coming too. And I think… I think he saw me. Or maybe he heard my panting breaths because he glanced over, a big grin on his face.”
“And then?”
“Then I did run. I promise I did. And stayed well out of his way after that.”
“My own daughter.” Daddy sighs and shakes his head. “A voyeur, playing with herself over another man’s cock.”
I sniff. “I’m sorry. But I was thinking of you. And anyway he’s just a boy with a puny cock, not a man like you.”
“Nevertheless,” Daddy says. “Come with me.”
Daddy gets out of bed, opens the curtains wide, picks up one of the slippers and sits on the edge of the armchair. He looks amazing naked, his cock already hard.
“Over my knee, sweetheart.”
Christ how I’m tingling as I push from the bed and go to Daddy, assuming the position over his knee, my ass pointing in the direction of the window, where I know the rising sun will be lighting up my peachy ass.
Daddy adjusts both of us, just right so that I can feel his cock against my tummy.
He lifts my nightdress and caresses my ass cheeks. “Beautiful,” he says. “Thank you for being a naughty girl. Even though I know you’re lying.”
SLAP!
I yelp when his hand strikes. And I yelp again when he rains down hard slaps one after the other.
“Owwww,” I moan. But fuck, it’s nice.
“That was nothing,” Daddy says. “I will teach you not to leer at anyone other than me. Do you understand, girl?”
I nod. “Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry. I deserve to be punished.”
My cheeks are already stinging from his slaps, but fuck, when he pins me with one arm and hits me with the slipper, my cry is for real. It stings like a bitch.
“Bad girl!” he says and brings the slipper down again and again and again.
I’m wriggling, I’m yelping, and it feels so good as the heat blooms on my ass.
I don’t have to ask for more. Daddy keeps on going, smack after smack after smack, his hard cock digging into my tummy as I squirm.