by NJ Cole
“It was all delicious,” I complimented, standing up from the table. “I have a bit of work to do today. You will clean up the kitchen while I go lay out your clothing. When you’re done, go take a shower and get ready for the day. I’ll be working in the lounge. Please come join me when you’re ready.”
It was nearly two hours until she came into the lounge in the outfit I’d set out for her. It was a short, blue plaid skirt and a white top. I also had her wearing thigh highs, though the skirt was too short to cover the tops of them. I’d given her a white thong but no bra, and her breasts looked spectacular as they bounced slightly under her shirt.
“Come in, Baby. Why don’t you read while Daddy does his work?”
She looked over the books on the nearby bookshelf and chose a large book filled with erotic art. She lay on the floor on her stomach, her knees bent with her feet swaying slightly in the air, and began flipping through it. I could see up her skirt to where her thong disappeared between her pussy lips, undoubtedly drenched. I wanted to go over there and fuck the shit out of her, but I knew I had to make her wait for it. Besides, it wasn’t her pussy I was currently interested in.
She switched books a few times, always looking at erotic pictures. Her phone buzzed and she got up to look at the text. Smiling at whatever it was, she punched back a message. I hadn’t told her no outside contact, so I couldn’t very well say anything.
She lay back down to look at the book, taking her phone with her. It buzzed a few more times and I wondered if it was a boy texting her. Imagining it was, I began to plot out his slow and painful death. Irrational? Sure…but I couldn’t help it.
Unable to concentrate on my work, I closed my laptop and knelt on the floor between her legs. “You’ve thoroughly distracted Daddy with that pussy and ass of yours. Now, be a good girl and tuck those knees up under your body.”
Her breathing became rapid as she followed my instructions, giving me a perfect view of her sweet pussy from behind. I moved her thong aside and thrust three fingers in without warning. She cried out, but ground back into my hand. Pulling them out, I licked them clean, savoring her incredible taste. Needing more, I tore off both her panties and her skirt before I buried my face into her pussy and began licking and sucking. Her juices were flowing freely, and I lapped them up greedily. As I ran my tongue around her puckered hole, she shuddered. Just a few more hours and that ass would be mine.
She squealed and squirmed as I continued to lick, suck and bite on her clit. Then my tongue fucked her pussy, as did my fingers. She had three glorious orgasms right there on my carpet in the middle of the lounge. My dick was rock hard, though, and needed release, too. I quickly rolled on a condom, flipped her over and, after pinning her legs behind her head, began to fuck her swollen pussy hard. I wanted to see her tits jiggle as I fucked her, so I tore open her blouse. “Fuck yeah,” I grunted, thrusting harder just to watch them bounce more. Leaning forward, I took one into my mouth and gently bit down. When she screamed out in pleasure, I felt an orgasm coming, so I pulled myself from her pussy and tore off the condom. I jerked my cock a few more times and my come spurted out in thick white streams, making lines across her pussy, stomach, tits, and even a little on her cheek.
I’d only ever done that once before, and that was in her bedroom two days ago when I’d felt the urge to mark her as mine. Panting heavily, she lay there as I tucked my dick back in my pants.
She looked amazing—thoroughly fucked and covered in come—better than any porn picture I’d ever seen. I had half a mind to grab her phone, snap a picture and send it to whomever she’d been texting, making it clear she was unavailable. Shaking my head, I had to wonder what the hell was wrong with me.
“Go clean up and I’ll make us some lunch,” I told her before heading into the kitchen to make some sandwiches.
She nodded, still lying on the floor catching her breath. It was hard to leave, but knowing what I had planned for her later made it all worthwhile.
Later couldn’t seem to come fast enough, but it did come eventually. We spent the rest of the afternoon getting to know each other as we took a long walk around the property. For our stroll through the grounds, I’d removed her necklace so we could talk as just Maxwell and Mackenzie.
After walking through the garden, we sat on a wrought iron bench situated next to a small pond in the southern corner of the estate. If Mackenzie had been wearing her necklace, I’d have pulled her onto my lap and made out with her, but she wasn’t, so the two of us sat several inches apart staring at the water.
“It’s beautiful,” she said, looking around the grounds.
“Yes, it is,” I agreed, looking at her.
She blushed at my obvious compliment.
“So do you spend a lot of time out here?” she asked.
“Not as much as I’d like, especially lately. I’ve been so wrapped up in legislation.”
“Oh yeah, the bill that you’re working on.” I was surprised that she knew about it. It wasn’t really a headline making bill.
“We’ve hit a few bumps, but I won’t let that stop me.”
“I’d hardly call two groups of environmental lobbyists protesting your bill a ‘bump,’” she laughed. “But I think with a bit of a compromise, you just might get it passed.”
Her knowledge of my work floored me. After a lively discussion of my bill, we moved from topic to topic, allowing us to learn about each other.
I told her about my childhood and how I got involved in politics. She told me about growing up with a single father, and what it was like going back and forth between two parents.
I learned so much during our walk, which I couldn’t help but admire. I’d just planned to get to know her better; I had no idea that we would be engaging in stimulating conversations. Several times during the afternoon I’d forgotten our age difference, as she shocked me time and time again with her knowledge of current events.
When we returned to the house, I kissed her chastely on the lips. It seemed so odd, because when she was my little girl, I had no problem taking what I wanted from her. When she wasn’t wearing that necklace, I felt like we hadn’t even gotten to first base yet. I wasn’t sure she was even interested in me in any capacity other than the Daddy role.
She used the computer in the study to work on schoolwork while I read a new proposal that had been sent to me. The sun had faded, and by the time I saw her get up and click on the light near the computer, I knew it was time to go and claim my little girl.
She was so engrossed in the article she was reading, she didn’t notice me when I walked up behind her. Startled, she jumped in her chair as I dangled the charm between her and the screen. She gasped slightly, then hummed in contentment as I fastened it securely around her neck. I clicked off the monitor sitting before her on the table as she turned around in her chair, now level with my navel. It was difficult to resist the urge to unzip my pants and fuck her mouth right then and there in the study, but I managed somehow. There would be plenty of time to fuck every single orifice of her body tonight. I didn’t want to rush it.
“Come, little girl, Daddy wants to teach you something,” I said, pulling her from the chair and leading her to the other chairs in the corner of the study. “On Thanksgiving you didn’t seem interested in chess. Do you play?”
“I know the basic rules, but no Daddy,” she responded.
“Well I like to play, and I’d like to play with you. I’ll teach you.”
She smiled and sat in one of the nearby comfortable leather chairs. She had changed for our walk earlier into one of Liv’s old outfits, and by old, I meant from last season. Olivia, my younger sister, asked me to bring them to a Salvation Army Center I was giving a speech at a few months ago. Even back then, I’d thought of bringing Kenzie here, so I’d kept them for myself, opting instead to give a sizable monetary donation to the charity.
While she was getting comfortable on the soft black leather, I took a moment to observe what she had on. She was wearing black leggings with a
long, soft pink sweater draping over them. She’d worn running shoes on our walk earlier, but had taken them off when we got back, leaving her in a pair of white socks. The only reason she had been permitted to choose that outfit was because she wasn’t wearing her necklace at the time, and although she looked adorable, it all had to go.
“With Carter, I played a shot for each piece lost, but seeing as you are a beginner, and I’d like you conscious tonight, we will be playing for clothing. Each time one of us loses a chess piece, we will remove an article of clothing.”
She nodded.
We began the game, and it wasn’t long before she was sitting there in her bra and panties, while her socks, leggings and sweater sat laying on the floor of the study…utterly forgotten. I’d actually only started the game wearing three pieces of clothing, as I’d been barefoot. I had removed my shirt when I sacrificed my pawn, but I was rewarded by staring at a now topless Mackenzie. It was somehow different than when we were in the bedroom earlier. Getting her out of her clothes like this made me feel more powerful, and I could tell it made her feel more vulnerable.
“Um, what happens when I don’t have any more articles of clothing?” she asked, biting her lip as she looked at the various pieces left on the board.
“Well, since you won’t have anything left to give me by way of clothes, I’ll have to find other ways to claim my reward for capturing a piece of yours.”
It didn’t take long, either. Two moves later, I was still wearing my pants while she was wiggling out of her panties, and two moves after that, she stared at me wide-eyed as I took her bishop. Without a single word, I stood up, walked to the hall closet where I kept my toy bag, and returned to her. “Arch your back for me, Baby,” I commanded. She did, thrusting her breasts forward while I reached across her and placed a silver charm on her left nipple. It looked like an earring for a breast, but it was held on with a small rubber O-ring. It dangled down from the O, and the embedded rhinestones shimmered in the dim light of the corner of the study. I’d never used them on a woman before, but I’d been told they were relatively painless, yet kept the nipples erect for hours—just what I wanted from my little girl tonight.
Two turns later, her breasts matched, each adorned with a shiny charm. I loved the contrast in the whorishness of her wearing such slutty things on her nipples, to the innocence of her face. Glancing at the chessboard, I realized I could end this now, or I could prolong the game so I could add the remaining piece of jewelry in the set—the jeweled anal plug she’d worn the first night I’d had her. I decided to wait on that one, though, and just end the game now.
“Checkmate,” I said, smirking at her while taking her king from the board. “Now, little girl, come over here, and lie across my lap. You will get a spanking for each piece you lost…and I count eight.”
I positioned her so that she lay across my knees, my left hand holding her breasts as my right prepared to strike the creamy, supple flesh of her bottom. “Count.”
With each swing of my hand, a loud crack echoed throughout the room, and while I was leaving pink, crisscrossing handprints on her ass with my right hand, my left was alternating between breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples, making it almost impossible for her to count. When I got to eight, she was panting heavily, but I knew she wanted more…and I wanted to give her more. I already felt a small puddle forming on the front of my pants, but I wanted to see how big it could get. I’d deliberately slapped her ass all eight times on the same cheek for that specific reason. “It seems that this cheek is feeling left out,” I said, pinching her milky white skin. “I’m going to make it match the other.”
I repeated the entire process, leaving brighter pink handprints and squeezing her breasts harder. She was panting for breath by the time I reached seven. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, causing her to cry out.
“Oh, my God,” she said, starting to get up off my lap.
“Little girl, unless you’re planning on answering that door to let whomever it is in here to watch me finish spanking you, I suggest you lie back down.”
She complied quickly, scrambling to lie across my legs again. “Now, you didn’t count that last one, so I’ll do it again.” I brought my hand down hard and fast. She yelped and ground her teeth together saying, “Seven, Daddy.” The doorbell rang a second time as fluid gushed from her body. When I delivered the final slap to her ass, I watched, in amazement at the amount of wetness that left her body. It was clearly evident that she liked the idea of someone watching her get spanked. Unfortunately, it was impossible due to my public position. Something like that would have to wait for a different time, when we were abroad and able to use a room in a private club. I put that bit of knowledge away, hoping that I’d get a chance to use it in the future.
“Wait here, little girl, and don’t make a sound,” I said, lifting her off my lap and placing her back in her chair.
I answered the door just as the teenager was about to knock. “Oh, hey, Senator Joseph,” the pimple-faced boy greeted as his voice cracked slightly.
“Sorry, I was working out,” I said in explanation as to why I was not only late to the door, but shirtless, as well. I handed him a twenty in exchange for the box he was holding. “Sorry for making you wait,” I apologized again, pressing another twenty into his hand.
“Yeah, no problem. Have a nice night, Senator,” he replied, jumping off the front porch to get back to his car.
Mackenzie was exactly where I left her—just as I’d left her—naked and wanting on one of my leather chairs. I smiled, knowing I would get to enjoy my two favorite things at the same time.
“Is that pizza?” she asked, looking excitedly at the box in my hands with a huge smile.
“Yup, Katalina’s…the best in town.”
“Oh, my God, that’s my favorite pizza, too! Have you had Kat’s special?” she inquired eagerly.
“This,” I said, smiling as I motioned toward the box with my head, “is Kat’s special. Now, why don’t you go and get dressed again, and I’ll get some plates and napkins.”
We ate silently in the living room as a soft porn played in the background. Mackenzie watched the first few scenes without looking away, but when the couple started to have sex, she began to squirm.
I was no longer watching the movie, but her instead. No longer able to keep my hands to myself, I began to slowly undress her one piece of clothing at a time, teasing us both. Her innocent, white cotton panties were soaked through, as was the crotch of her black leggings. I laid her back on the couch when I was done disrobing her, and finger fucked her at a maddeningly slow pace. She would never come at that speed, but I didn’t want her to come right then; I wanted her worked up and frustrated beyond belief.
By the time the movie was over and the opening menu for the DVD was playing, her pussy was glistening and flowered open. My dick was covered in sticky pre-come, and I wanted nothing more than to get her upstairs and take her the way I’d been fantasizing about for the past five months.
She knew it, too.
Without a word, I clicked off the television and led her up the stairs.
As we walked down the hall to my bedroom, I heard her taking quick, shallow breaths. “If at any time, you need to…” I started to say, trying to remind her of the safe words.
“I know,” she said in a whisper, exhaling slowly.
“Baby, you know your body is for my pleasure, but you also know that I’d never hurt you, right?”
She nodded and bit her lip. “I know, Daddy.”
I led her to the bed and began to kiss across her jawbone and down her neck to her pert little breasts. Her long, creamy white legs fell open when I began to flick at her nipple jewelry with my tongue, so I pumped my fingers in and out of her pussy several times before pressing my wet finger at her backdoor. She tensed up immediately, squeezing her ass cheeks together, and for a moment, I thought she was going to snap off my pinky at the first knuckle.
“Baby, you have to relax for me. It’s
going to hurt a lot if you’re tensed up like that.”
When I felt her relax, I removed my finger from the area. Clearly, I’d need to distract her before anything happened. I went to my dresser drawer stationed nearby, and removed the assortment of anal plugs I’d bought just for the purposes of tonight.
I coated the smallest one I was able to find—about the same size as my thumb—in lubricant before I moved back in between her legs and began rubbing her clit. She started panting and wriggling beneath me. I slid two fingers into her deeply, causing her to start thrusting back against my hand. Using that opportunity to press the small plug against her puckered hole, I teased it just a bit so she would get used to the sensations. The next time she ground her pussy into my hand, I slid the plug into her where it fell snugly into place. “OH, GOD!” she cried out, her body freezing up, but I continued to rub her clit with a lot of pressure. Within a minute, she had fully relaxed and was grinding on my hand once again.
“Does that feel good, Baby?” I asked, rubbing her clit furiously with one hand and tugging gently on the plug seated deeply in her ass with the other.
“Oh fuck! Yeah! Oh shit, more, more,” she chanted as I twisted the plug around. She came hard…harder than I’d ever seen as I popped the plug from her ass, causing her orgasm to continue a little longer.
She lay there panting on my bed. “You know that felt good, little girl, once you allowed yourself to relax.” I walked to the dresser once again, and returned with the jeweled anal plug I’d used on her our first night together. “Now, you’ve had this pretty thing in you before, and you were fine. I’m going to do it again, and we’ll leave it there while you help me with all of the pre-come you’ve built up.”
Lying on her stomach with her knees tucked up under her and her cheek resting on the bed, she waited for me to continue. “Hold your ass cheeks apart, Babygirl,” I instructed as I moved in behind her. I slid the jeweled anal plug in, eliciting a gasp from her as the widest part penetrated her outer ring.
She sucked my cock while the plug did the job it was intended to do of stretching her and preparing her for me. Finally, I thought she was ready. I really wanted to tie her up, but I didn’t want to scare her, so we would have to do it without restraints our first time.