Daddy Demands 3

by Abby Kace

  I stagger to my elbows, tears burning my eyes from the pressure seeping through my walls. Daddy bends me under him and plunges deep as his balls slap my pussy.

  “Who owns this ass?”

  “You do, Daddy!”

  “Good girl.”

  My rear bulges out when his hips press in. Then I feel his hand between my thighs pinching my clit.

  “Oh god!”

  Daddy rubs my clit furiously while he pounds my ass. “Cum for me,” he growls, sliding back. Slamming forward. Spearing me open.

  “Daddy!”

  My asshole pulses. Then a single finger presses my clit as his shaft throbs in my passage. I scream out my orgasm, and a hot squirt shoots out of my empty pussy.

  “That’s a good girl, give Daddy all your sweet honey.”

  Pleasure slams through me in waves, and I can’t believe what my body’s doing. Seconds later, Daddy grabs my ass with both hands before his cock shudders, and cum overflows to drip down my thigh.

  He kisses between my shoulder blades. “Now sleep, Princess. Tomorrow we’re going home.”

  Utterly drained, I slump down with Daddy’s sturdy body wrapped around mine. He cups my pussy with one hand, the other holding my breast.

  We fall asleep together.

  ◆◆◆

  “THE POLICE ARE HERE,” I say.

  Daddy walks to the window and follows my finger pointing at the street below, where two cops march a handcuffed Stephen toward their van. Stephen’s girlfriend, or ex-girlfriend I’m guessing, is talking with a reporter.

  “That’s the last we’ll see of him,” Daddy says.

  I turn around and hug him. I’m so ready to leave this squalid building. Daddy sent a moving company to get the rest of my stuff, but we’re leaving now.

  When I head for the door, he grabs my hand.

  “Hold on, Katie.”

  Daddy pulls out his hard cock, and I feel my face heat. He’s been ogling me all morning.

  “Can’t you wait, Daddy? It’s only a two-hour drive.”

  “Open your shorts. Two hours is too long, little girl.”

  Face burning, I do as I’m told.

  Daddy sees my white panties and growls like he wants to devour me. He strokes his erection with no shame. “Hold your panties out, show me that cunt.”

  I pull out the waistband while Daddy leans forward, eyes glaring straight down, cock aimed at my entrance. The fist around his shaft moves faster and I can’t help staring. He shudders. A rope of cum lands in my panties and Daddy pulls my hand away. The waistband snaps into place, smearing warm seed over my pussy.

  “Keep my cum on you until we get home.” He kisses me hard. “Let’s go.”

  He holds my hand as we take the elevator to the ground floor. I sneak a glance at his crotch and see the bulge no smaller.

  “Oh my god.”

  “What do you expect, Princess? I got half a mind to put you on my dick during the drive home.”

  “Daddy!” With every step I feel his cum squishing between my folds, and he’s still not sated.

  “Move that little ass, baby girl. Or you’ll get a spanking.”

  I roll my eyes.

  The drive home takes forever.

  By the time we step through the front door and I breathe in the familiar scents, my panties are soaked with more than Daddy’s cum.

  He takes me upstairs to my room. Nothing’s been touched, not even the pink princess bedcovers.

  Daddy takes off his clothes. “Get on the bed, Princess. You can live under my roof as long as you want, but you need to do your chores too.”

  He pulls out his erection. I strip down to my panties and pull them off last, and the smell of our mingled sex fills the air. Daddy’s cock twitches and his eyes blaze with lust.

  “Chores, Daddy?”

  “Yes,” he says, climbing on top of me. “My dick is the only chore you need to worry about.”

  I nod shyly as he strokes that hard cock pressed to my belly.

  “Is that all?” I huff.

  “Not quite. Daddy has two rules for you to follow at all times. And if you don’t, you will be punished.”

  I pout. “What’s the first rule?”

  “From now on, you will only wear panties in the house. You may wear a top to cover your tits. Nothing else.” He kisses the swell of my breasts.

  “Um, what if I wear nothing?”

  “Little girl, if you wear nothing Daddy’s gonna be in this tight pussy every hour. Your asshole too. I’ll be sucking your perky titties every fucking minute. Make you cum over and over. Hell, you look so fucking good I might have to tie you down right on this bed. Keep fucking you until you can’t feel anything but Daddy’s dick. Can you handle that?”

  “I-I’ll follow your rule, Daddy. And the second?”

  “No pills, Princess. No condoms. You’ll give me your pussy raw. Every day.”

  I look into his eyes and realize what he wants. Heat crawls up my neck. “Y-Yes, Daddy.”

  “Good girl.” He pries my thighs apart to line up his cock. “Now you will cum for me.”

  Daddy plunges into my pussy. He stretches me open once again, but I feel no pain this time, only pleasure white hot. Seeing me moan, Daddy forces his whole length into my slick channel.

  “Fuck me like you mean it,” I whisper in his ear. My pussy sops with a swelling orgasm, rippling around his shaft. He pumps his cock fast and hard, and for a moment I feel weightless.

  The wet sounds of sex fill my room as I buck up to meet his thrusts.

  My orgasm comes sudden and sharp, ripping through me from head to toe.

  Daddy spills over the edge and pumps me full of his seed that overflows. Our mingled release drips into the cleft of my ass, but I know even more is soaking into my womb.

  “I love you, baby girl.”

  “I know, Daddy. I always knew.”

  The End

  Taming Their Princess

  I knew something was wrong when my stepdad Alden wanted my dress size over the phone. Hips, chest, waist, legs. Everything. He said he’d order some new clothes and shoes. I told him I’m eighteen, and I don’t need anyone buying clothes for me, but Daddy insisted.

  I haven’t seen him since starting college in August.

  Two weeks into September, I got suspended, kicked out of my dorm and everything. Now I’m moving back home for six months.

  Oh well.

  Secretly I’m giddy about coming home again. It means spending more time with my stepbrother, who did something no brother should do the night before I left for school. I’ve made myself cum so many times since then, remembering how his fingers felt.

  Daddy stays silent while he drives me home from the airport, which is getting awkward. He still hasn’t said why he bought me new clothes.

  “My bra size is kinda private,” I blurt out as we turn onto our street. “I really didn’t need you buying me stuff.”

  “I’ll explain later, Caroline.”

  Something in Daddy’s voice makes me hot inside. I rub my thighs together, wondering what he’s thinking. Daddy is over forty but has that ageless thirty-something aura I’ve always found sexy. I know crushing on him is wrong, but I can’t help it. He looks like he walked out of a magazine.

  Five minutes later, we pull into the garage.

  “There will be rules in my house,” he says. “The first rule is you will always address me as Daddy.”

  “Um, okay.” I did that plenty when I was younger. Doesn’t sound so bad—

  “If you behave like a spoiled princess, I will treat you like one. I love you, but I see that’s not enough. You need correction.”

  Correction? I roll my eyes, feeling haughty. Daddy can be strict, but there’s more to his glare than strictness. I dunno. He almost looks as if he wants me.

  “Whatever,” I say eventually. A blush creeps into my cheeks.

  My plan is to enroll at a local private school, earn some college credits, and in five months have the school
write a letter of good behavior to my university so they’ll take me back. And I plan to party. A lot.

  “Your brother and I will keep a close eye on you,” Daddy says like he can read my thoughts. “No parties, no boys.”

  My blush deepens at the mention of my brother.

  Daddy doesn’t worry me in the least. When I was younger I always had him wrapped around my finger. There was this tension between us, a flirty tug-and-pull. I liked to tease Daddy. He wasn’t creepy about it and made me feel pretty in a way I haven’t felt since.

  Using my girlish charms would be the nuclear option, but if I’m going to have any freedom here, I’ll need him around my finger again.

  Getting out of the car, I sashay my hips. “I’ll behave, Daddy. I’m a good girl.”

  The smile I’m expecting never comes. Daddy walks around the car to stare me down.

  “Your campus police cited you for indecent exposure and public intoxication. I want to know, how many people have seen your tits? How many people have seen your plump little ass?” He growls in my ear. “Have you touched a cock before, little girl?”

  My mouth hangs open. “Excuse me? I flashed a couple of guys outside my dorm, that’s all. I never drank a drop, that was a BS charge. I wasn’t having sex in public. I’ve never had sex!”

  “You showed others what belongs to me.”

  “W-What do you mean?”

  Daddy takes my wrist, turns me around, and holds me face flat against the nearest wall. He flips up my skirt and slaps my bottom hard.

  The clench in my pussy shocks me more than the sting. I don’t tell him to stop. I don’t scream. The only words I whisper are, “Daddy, someone will see.”

  The garage doors are still open.

  “No one will see.”

  More smacks thwack my rear. Daddy yanks up the back of my panties, splitting my cheeks, and I squeal as the fabric saws along my folds and asshole. He spanks my bared buttocks and tugs on my panties even harder.

  “The second rule is this. When you disobey, when you act out, when you’ve been a bad little girl—you will be punished. Do you understand, Princess?”

  “Y-Yes, Daddy.”

  “Do you know what I want from you?”

  “Yes,” I breathe.

  “What?”

  “To be a good girl.”

  Daddy rubs the hot skin of my bottom. “And?”

  “You—you want to fuck me,” I gasp.

  “Language.” Daddy slaps me again, squeezing my breasts with his other hand. “I’m going to make you mine in every way. There will be no more disobedience, no more getting in trouble. Daddy will guide you, protect you, and give you everything you need. But from this point on, I will train you—” his finger slides up my throat to my lower lip “—and love you as a woman.”

  “Y-Yes, Daddy.”

  “Go inside.”

  He lifts my luggage, leaving me to walk empty-handed in front of him. My panties, still wedged between my thighs, are soaked.

  Seth meets me in the living room.

  I step back in shock and bump against Daddy’s hard chest.

  My brother has put on muscle. He’s only nineteen but looks older with his stubble, and there’s no trace of that baby face I remember.

  “Welcome home,” Seth says with no hint of surprise. “Missed you.”

  “Let her settle down first,” Daddy says behind me. “Your sister needs some time to adjust. I started her lessons early.”

  “All right, Dad.”

  My brother steps aside as I walk past with my head down. What lessons?

  Daddy steers me to my room and sets down the luggage.

  I pause in the doorway, gaping at everything. “What … ?”

  “I made some changes to your décor, Princess.”

  The whole place looks like a little girl’s room. Pink wallpaper, pink bed covers. It’s all brand new.

  “I expect you to make your bed every morning,” Daddy says. “Keep things tidy. Our housekeeper is not a servant at your beck and call.”

  My eyes flash. “And if I don’t?”

  Daddy pulls me inside, shutting the door behind him. “Disobedience will be punished.”

  “Punished how?” I think I already know the answer.

  “Many different ways,” Daddy says in a softer voice. “You will learn your place in this house.”

  More wetness seeps into my panties.

  Holding my gaze, Daddy unbuttons his shirt before tugging out his belt. He frees his hard cock and I gasp at its veined length, so thick, so …

  He runs a finger over my mouth. “Lie down,” Daddy commands.

  “What are you going to do?”

  “You know what, Princess.”

  Daddy holds up my skirt and rips down my panties, those fierce eyes never leaving mine. He rips open my blouse, unclasps my bra, and pushes me onto the bed. Then he climbs over my body to line up at my soaked pussy.

  “Are you on the pill?”

  “No,” I whimper.

  “Good.”

  “Daddy, I’ve never been with anyone before.” It’s the only thing I can think of to say.

  “I know, Princess.” He rubs my clit slowly. “I’ll make you feel good.”

  He pushes into my entrance, stretching me open so very slowly with the head of his massive cock. Daddy’s abs tense into knobs as he breaks my virginity. When I cry out, he muffles my mouth with his palm.

  “Do you want your brother to know how wet you are for Daddy’s cock?”

  Electricity shoots through my body.

  “Such a tight little pussy. You’ve been saving yourself for Daddy haven’t you? Tell me, Princess. Tell Daddy what you need.” His palm slips off. “Go on.”

  A nod is all I can manage.

  “Will you be a good girl?”

  I arch off the bed. Daddy kisses my throat to soothe the hot pinch in my walls, and after a moment, my voice returns.

  “Yes, Daddy! I’ll be good. I swear!”

  “I’m going to bottom out, do you understand me? I want you to take all of me.”

  I toss my head from side to side as a sudden thrust makes me see stars. Daddy forces his whole cock into me, his balls resting on my asshole.

  “Oh god.”

  “Tell me right now if you want to cum.”

  “I want to cum, Daddy!”

  “Good girl. I’ve always loved you,” he grits out. “Always.”

  The gentle words and the rough, animal rutting of his hips send me over the edge.

  He thrusts harder, squelching in my juices, and he sticks his thumb in my mouth. “Suck it, little girl. Suck like it’s my cock.”

  I pout my lips around that thumb and do my best to follow Daddy’s commands. Pleasure slams through me as Daddy pumps faster.

  My orgasm explodes.

  “That’s a good girl,” he grunts, tensing before I feel another flash of heat.

  He came inside me, I felt it. “Oh!”

  Daddy seals my lips with a punishing kiss. He pulls out his cock, runs his finger along the shaft, and then tastes his finger.

  “So sweet.”

  I stare up in a hot haze.

  “Everything okay?” he asks.

  “Yes, Daddy.” I can still remember the first orgasm I’ve ever had, which happened by accident when my brother touched a place down there that made me feel so good, and since then I’ve been trying to find that high again. What Daddy just gave me was much more.

  For the first time in my life, I’m right where I belong.

  WE TAKE A SHOWER together while Daddy rubs my tender folds under the warm spray. Afterward, he goes through my luggage, inspecting every item. When I start to complain, Daddy gives me a smoldering look that silences me at once.

  He shows me my new clothes from the dresser and walk-in closet.

  Hair ribbons, frilly dresses, knee socks, Mary Janes, innocent panties and bras. Everything is in pink and white. Everything looks expensive, and somehow not so innocent. The dresse
s would barely reach mid-thigh. One of the panties, ruffled and girlish, is so small in the back I doubt it’d cover my cheeks.

  “I had everything made in your size, Princess. Outside the house, you may wear whatever you want, but inside, you will wear your princess clothes. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  “Put on something for dinner. Your brother is eager to see you.”

  “You want me to wear this stuff in front of Seth?”

  Daddy rubs my face with the back of his hand. “Hide nothing from your brother.”

  At dinner, Seth never takes his eyes off me. I fidget in my new dress. The knee socks are tight on my calves, and the ribbons in my long hair make me feel self-conscious.

  “She looks like a Barbie doll,” Seth murmurs.

  “Don’t talk that way about your sister. This is for her own good.”

  “You like it, sis?”

  What I like is seeing the heat in Daddy’s eyes—and my brother’s. Seth has grown up into Daddy’s mirror image. “A little,” I say shyly.

  “What’s under that skirt?” my brother asks.

  “Show us,” Daddy orders.

  Blushing, I stand up and lift my skirt to show them the white cotton panties underneath.

  “Good girl,” Daddy says. “Show us the rest. Shows us that pretty pink hole.”

  I pull my panties down and look up through my lashes.

  “You’re still wet, little girl.”

  “I-I know, Daddy.”

  “I’ll take care of you tonight. Finish your dinner.”

  Seth clenches his jaw and says nothing.

  ◆◆◆

  “WAKE UP,” Daddy growls the next morning.

  I open my eyes, and it takes me a moment to realize I’m in Daddy’s house. The memories of last night flash through my head. After dinner, Daddy and I took a walk, and he told me the rest of his rules. Then he sent me straight to bed.

  He warned me not to stay up, but I disobeyed. Maybe he wouldn’t take the discipline part of our new relationship seriously. It was all for play, right? I’d please my big daddy and he’d let me do what I want.

  It wasn’t for play.

  He found me on my phone and gave me a hard spanking. Then he laid me out on the bed and slid his cock into my mouth while he stood at my bedside, pinching my nipples and rubbing my clit. He came in my mouth and wouldn’t let me cum.