“It’s perfect, thank you,” she told the contractors, and after they left, she spent the rest of the afternoon exploring and refining her Dreamhouse, hardly able to believe that she had made something so solid-looking, and that it all worked the way she’d wanted it to. By the time Ral returned from work, the Dreamhouse also had a stable, a swimming pool with a giant waterslide, and an endless dressing-up wardrobe filled with full-sized roleplay outfits inspired by Barbie’s varied career.
“I see you’ve been busy,” Ral said, gazing around the Innovation Suite. Sarah wondered if he was going to disapprove of seeing so much pink in one place, but he didn’t. “You’ve been a really good girl lately, Sarah, and to show you how proud I am, I’m going to spank you.”
Sarah’s face fell and she gazed up at him soulfully. “Do… do you have to? Why would you spank me if I’ve been good?”
“Do you trust Daddy, Sarah?”
“Yes.” Sarah nodded.
“Then follow me.” He walked over to the couch in the sitting room of the Dreamhouse, and he sat down. Sarah felt apprehensive, but when he held out his hand to her, she gave him her wrist and let him pull her over his knee, from where he arranged her so that her face was near the floor and her bottom was high in the air. She felt his hand turning her skirt back, then he gently caressed her cheeks through the soft cotton of her panties. His touch was magical, and she thought it was strange that his work-roughened hands, hardened from long days of digging, sent such delicate tingles through her skin. She writhed and moaned as her body responded to his sensual touch, and then he slipped her panties all the way down to her ankles, and he very lightly pressed the back of his fingertips against the crook of one of her knees, trailing his short nails along her thigh until he reached her bottom.
He paused, and she held her breath, certain that he was about to begin spanking her, but instead he began again at the other knee, making her toes curl as he slowly moved his fingers up her leg to her other cheek. He parted her cheeks and a finger danced around the opening to her naughtiest entrance.
“One day, little one, I’m going to fuck you in here,” he murmured. Sarah shuddered in anticipation.
“There’s no way your cock will ever fit in there,” she declared with absolute certainty.
“Oh, but there is,” Ral spoke softly, as though they were sharing a secret between the two of them. “There are several different things I can do to ensure that my cock fits in your tiny little bottom hole. Firstly, I would give you a nice warm enema… not too warm, mind.” He cupped the opening to her rear tunnel with his hand and she sighed into it as he continued, “Then, once you were clean and fresh inside, I would get some special lubricant and drizzle it over a plug, probably a little larger than that ginger that I used not so long ago.”
Sarah shivered at the memory of the ginger. It was too soon for him to bring that up again. A century from now would be too soon. Her pussy disagreed and decided to flicker to life, reminding her that she had another hole he could fill, too. “Once the plug was wet, I would press it against your tiny puckered hole.” He pressed one of his large fingers against her opening and she was amazed that her ass tingled with need in response to his touch. She inadvertently moaned.
“Then, I would give it a little time to grow accustomed to the feeling, before working the plug in further, stretching your ass wider and wider, gradually, all the while, stroking your soft pussy until you were begging for me to fill you with my cock.” His other hand brushed against the lips of her labia. Sarah was glad she was lying over his knee because she thought she might have swooned by now if she was trying to stand while he uttered such delectably naughty things into her ear. Her nipples, pressed against one of his thighs, were hardening and became super sensitive against the fabric of his work pants, and her clit seemed to have swollen and was twitching with desire.
“And would you do it?” she whispered, barely able to speak.
“Not just yet, little one.”
She had completely forgotten that this was supposed to be a spanking until his hand landed on her sit-spot. Her clit tingled and he spanked her several more times as she wriggled and kicked.
“Once that plug was fitted in your bottom comfortably,” he resumed telling her, “I would slide it out. The widest part of the plug would stretch your ring of muscle as it came out, and then you would be ready for a larger plug.” Sarah wiggled her butt over his knee again, trying to get some friction on her sodden clit as it pressed against his pants. He spanked her again. She wasn’t sure she could take any more teasing. He rained down a few fast swats on the crest of her cheeks, then he pressed one finger against her wet slit and she moaned in joy as he filled her.
“Of course, this is where I would need to take extra care. I would coat the larger plug in more lubricant and position it against your entrance.” He began to fuck her pussy with his finger, and the rhythmic movement against her g-spot made her writhe as pressure mounted inside her. “A tiny bit at a time, the big plug would slide into your rear, while one of my fingers would massage your clit, filling your insides with a warm glow.” The idea of her bottom being filled by something so big made her moan again as she felt a tingle course through her core.
“You would orgasm at least once; probably more, as the plug reached deep inside your bottom. Eventually, the larger plug would find its way home and it would teach your ass to open for me.” Was she imagining it, or was her rear entrance actually opening and yearning to be filled? “By this point, the thousands of tiny nerve endings hidden beyond your rosebud would be glowing, and you would be begging me to fill you with my cock.” She tilted her hips slightly, and was overjoyed when a second finger joined the first one inside her pussy. Now she felt the perfect amount of full. But Ral wasn’t finished.
“Drenching the tip in lubricant, I would line myself up with your needy bottom hole, then gently push against your opening until you let me in, while your pussy would twitch and pulse under my hand.” She chewed her tongue as she felt herself poised on the edge of an orgasm; she wasn’t sure if she was supposed to be reacting this way or not, but her body seemed single-minded right now.
“After the widest part of the head was inside you, the next part of the shaft would slide in quite quickly, and you would probably climax again as I filled you and stretched you at the same time.” When he mentioned an orgasm, Sarah felt one beginning inside her. She stretched out over Ral’s knee, breathing heavily as she felt herself contract around his fingers, arching her back against him and sighing quietly as the world melted around her for a moment. Ral slid his fingers out and spanked her while she was tingling with afterglow. His hand seemed harder in the fading light of her recent climax, and it felt so good that she thought she might come again, just from him spanking her. When her bottom was starting to sting, he resumed stroking her haunches, and she moaned from the exquisite sensations once more, before he spoke again.
“See? Daddy knows when his little one is going to come. So, once you had come on the head of my cock, gradually, stroking your pussy at the same time, I would push the rest of me inside you, until I was buried to the hilt in your sweet, tight bottom.” He lifted her off his knee and positioned her so she was kneeling against the pink Dreamhouse sofa, then he spanked her pussy, causing her to cry out.
“Please, Ral, I beg you, please fill me with your cock, I need you!” she pleaded, not even caring how embarrassed she would normally be to say such things. He spanked her clit again, and she made a strangled sound as her clit throbbed and her nipples pressed against the shiny PVC sofa beneath her. She felt his tip at the dripping wet entrance to her pussy. Inside, her channel was aching with need. She had never wanted sex more in her entire life. He slid into her, and she moaned as he stretched her wider than she remembered.
“Nggghhh…” she announced.
“Yes, it gets thicker when I’m more aroused.” He landed a couple of glancing spanks on her bottom as he pushed further inside her.
“Dad
dy, it’s so big!” she managed to say.
“That’s because I ought to have come at least twice by now, thinking about how I intend to deflower your naughtiest little entrance.” He pushed in all the way and Sarah squeaked as she felt him pressing as far inside as was inhumanly possible. “Once my cock was inside you, I would fuck you; slowly at first, to let you get used to the new experience, as I explored the tight sheath around my hard cock.” He was so big in her pussy that she couldn’t imagine there was any way he could ever feel larger in her ass. Gently, he began to move inside her and Sarah was flooded with warmth as his girth seemed to press against all the best places within her core.
“I would probably come fairly quickly the first time; I’ve got a thing for small, warm spaces,” he moved a little faster as he spoke, “and I would fill you with my seed.” He thrust into her and she knew he was going to come soon. His voice took on a sense of urgency as he fucked her harder.
“As it coated the inside of you, it would probably tingle and make you come again. Then I would fill you with liquid, over and over, while you writhed on the bed under me, helpless but to accept orgasm after orgasm as I fucked you with my cock.” As he finished speaking, he gripped Sarah’s hips tightly and she felt his essence spurt inside her. True to his word, his tingling seed forced her over the edge into another orgasm. This one was harder, and infinitely more satisfying, as her pussy clenched around his big hard cock and her whole body contorted as heat coursed through her. She couldn’t help screaming as he continued to fuck her, and her climax seemed to last forever.
Catching her breath, she wondered how she was still all in one piece as she blinked in surprise. He was still hard inside her.
“When would you stop?” Sarah asked, wondering how long such a marathon could continue, since he had multiple orgasms.
“Whenever I was good and ready, and not a moment sooner.”
Of course. Her rear was still yearning to be filled and she wondered if he might just do it now, since he was so excited about claiming her behind.
“Please, Daddy, will you fill my ass with your big cock now?” Sarah asked, struggling to enunciate the words because she felt so turned on.
“No, sweetheart. We haven’t done all those other things yet. I need to prepare your bottom properly before I can enter you that way.” His words made sense, and Sarah sighed. “Don’t worry, Sarah, we’ll do it really soon, but I want to make sure you’re completely ready before it happens. I don’t want to hurt you, and if we’re too hasty, that’s exactly what will happen. If we do this right, I just know that you will enjoy your first anal time so much that you’ll want to do it again and again.”
“Can I at least have a finger in there, please?” she asked, as his cock pulsed in her pussy.
“Sure thing, little one.”
The next thing she knew, Sarah’s bottom hole had a finger sliding into it. At first, she didn’t like it, as it opened her up and reminded her of the ginger, but as it settled inside her, she felt tingles in places that had never done that before. It felt huge in her ass, though, and she sighed in delight at the new sensations. With his cock inside her at the same time, Sarah had never felt so filled.
Ral began to fuck her again with renewed vigor and it wasn’t long before Sarah was on the verge of another orgasm. This one felt different; bigger, somehow, and she stretched out again and moaned as this seemed so much more intense than the last two climaxes. She was quickly screaming again as she couldn’t hold in the incredible feelings that were filling every inch of her body. As she thought it couldn’t get any bigger, Ral came inside her, drawing her pleasure out even further. When he was finished with her, Ral pulled out of her and scooped her up in his arms, then carried her out of the Innovation Suite and into their new bedroom, where he laid her down on her side of the bed. He disappeared for a couple of minutes, and Sarah just lay on the bed, luxuriating on the new mattress.
“Here, you need to drink something.” He passed her a sippy cup, then sat down beside her with a glass of water. When she took a sip, she found out her cup contained stroobfruit juice.
“Thank-oo,” she said without removing the cup’s spout from her mouth.
“So, how are you finding our new place?” Ral asked with a wry grin.
“It’s okay.” She spoke in a small voice, because the question had taken her by surprise and she would have preferred to have had a chance to think of a better answer.
“Only okay?” Ral frowned in surprise. Sarah thought she’d better explain.
“I like everything, except… I feel so silly for saying it. I miss our beautiful rainbow floor. It was the nicest thing I ever saw, and now someone else is walking on it. I bet they won’t take such good care of it as we did. It just makes me a little sad, y’know?”
Ral put his free arm around Sarah’s shoulders and hugged her to him. “Oh, little one. We’ll find the perfect floor for our new house. And it’s all right to be sad when you have to give up something you like. Let’s look online for a new floor tomorrow.”
Sarah broke into a smile as she took another drink of juice. If they only found something as nice as the rainbow floor, she knew she would be completely satisfied with their new home.
Chapter Twenty
When Ral returned from work, he was surprised that Sarah wasn’t in the living room on a beanbag, working on one of her computer programs. After checking the Innovation Suite, he felt even more concerned. She wasn’t in the bathroom either. He opened the bedroom door and paused in the doorway, a smile playing on his lips. On top of the crisp white bed, flopped in her school uniform, Sarah was fast asleep and cuddling up with one arm wrapped around her favorite squishy bear. She was sucking her thumb, and some of her blonde hair had fallen over her face. Ral’s heart melted.
There was just one thing that would make this picture complete, and it was sitting in his nightstand, just waiting for the right time to be used. He reached into the drawer and pulled out a pink sparkly pacifier, then he leaned down to the low bed and carefully extracted Sarah’s thumb before putting the pacifier in her mouth. She stirred slightly, and he worried that he’d awoken her, but then she settled again, and the pacifier moved a little when she sucked on it.
Ral tiptoed back out of the room and went to the kitchen, where he made her up a sippy cup of warm juice. She usually liked to act older than a toddler, but Ral had seen the look of contentment on her face when she gripped the two handles of her sippy cup and sucked on the spout, her elbows sticking out sideways and her head tipped back to get all the tasty fruit juice out. The pacifier was a natural progression from the cup.
Before she awakened, he opened her schoolbag and got her tablet out, then pressed a few buttons to wirelessly connect it to the Innovation Suite. He scrolled through her list of programs and selected the one he’d spotted her working on, before they’d moved to the new apartment. Setting it to load the program into the Innovation Suite, he placed her tablet on her own nightstand then brought the sippy cup to her.
“Time to wake up, little one.” He shook her shoulder with the hand that wasn’t holding the sippy cup. She opened her eyes, then they widened in surprise. She put her hand to her face and touched the pacifier. When she pulled it out, she stared at it.
“I didn’t go to sleep with this,” she remarked.
“I know. I put it there. You were sucking your thumb.”
“Huh.” She was still staring at it.
“Do you like the color?” he prompted.
She turned it this way and that, so it caught the light and sparkled. Then she smiled and nodded.
“Pretty.” She held it out to him, but he shook his head.
“It’s yours. You can use it whenever you wish.”
“Thanks! Can I take it to school? Might help me concentrate.” She put it back in her mouth and Ral smiled.
“As long as it’s not against school rules. I don’t know them off by heart, so you’ll have to check. Drink this juice for Daddy, little o
ne, and I have a surprise for you,” he told her.
“More than a paci?” She looked up at him, eyes wide. She was always so serious when she woke up. He held the sippy cup further toward her since she hadn’t reached for it. When she took it from him, she had a big drink from the cup.
“Yes, more of a surprise than a pacifier.” As soon as the drink was finished, Ral put the blindfold over her eyes and helped her stand.
“We’re not going out, are we?” Sarah asked.
“No, sweetheart. We’re staying in the apartment.” He gently guided her to the Innovation Suite and opened the door. The program was running without a glitch. When he removed the blindfold, Sarah clapped her hands together in delight.
“It’s a playpark!” she exclaimed. “My playpark! You’ve put a bunch of my designs together to make a scene.”
“Yes, anyone can do that part. I wanted you to have somewhere to play.” He indicated the swings and slide. Sarah, however, was on the floor examining the grass.
“It’s so green, and the texture is so realistic! Where did you find this? I haven’t seen real grass since I got here. Not proper lawn grass, anyway.”
“It’s a stock floor covering. I’m surprised you haven’t found it and turned it purple yet.”
“And the bark chip under the swings… it feels like real wood. It’s all so vivid! I love it!” She turned to face him, and he saw tears in her eyes despite the gigantic smile on her face. When she enveloped him in a bear hug, he patted her back gently.
“Go and try one of the swings,” he told her, feeling like she’d missed the point a tiny bit. Finally, she turned around and walked toward a swing with a rainbow-colored seat and copper-colored chain attaching it to a purple frame.
“Was the twenty-first century really this colorful?” Ral asked her.
“Nope! It was mostly gray and green. I thought it was a bit boring and miserable, though, so in my designs, I brightened it all up a bit using my favorite colors. I wasn’t expecting anyone else to see this swing set. There isn’t so much a color scheme as a color explosion.” She looked embarrassed.
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