Daddy Demands 2

by Abby Kace

  I clutch the sheets, not knowing what to say. There’s only one thing I want. Desperately. “Please Daddy, may I cum when you lick me?”

  “No, Princess. You cum with my cock in you.”

  I pout. “Not fair!”

  The smack that lands on my clit makes me thrash, and I nearly climax.

  “A good girl must wait for her daddy,” he says in a stern voice. “Trust me, I’ll make this good for you.”

  I nod quickly. “Okay, Daddy.”

  Without another word he buries his mouth in my drenched folds, and a second later his lips form a suction on my clit. Pulling it upward.

  Hot chills wring my body. There’s a trickling sensation deep in my channel. Cream seeps out, but I didn’t cum.

  “You’re ready,” Daddy says, climbing back up my body. “Ready for the fucking I’ll give you.”

  His cock plunges and I clench again. The curve of his shaft presses my rear wall, hot pressure seeping into my anal passage still throbbing from Daddy’s plug. And with every back-thrust, I feel the head of his cock drag over that knot of tingling nerves under my front wall.

  My vision sheets white.

  Daddy kisses my mouth, filling me with the taste of my juices.

  My legs are wrapped tightly around his hips. “Please,” I gasp. “May I cum Daddy?”

  “You may,” he growls in my ear.

  I gush over Daddy’s cock in a screaming orgasm swallowed by his kiss. My walls ripple as Daddy moves his hips in a circle, churning in my pussy. His packed weight holds me down.

  I drown in heat.

  I can’t breathe.

  I can’t see.

  Only feel.

  A moment of blinding bliss.

  Daddy roars. His muscles tense like iron and I feel his cum jetting on my walls, adding to the heat that floods my quaking channel. His shudders pass into my body and his seed soaks into my womb.

  I belong to him completely.

  Daddy won’t let go as his cock empties in my pussy, his teeth nibbling my earlobe, that broad chest pressed flush against my breasts.

  Breeding me.

  It’s a long time before he withdraws with a soft squish.

  Cum trickles over my asshole. I lie back to catch my breath, savoring the afterglow. Daddy soothes me with more kisses. I shut my eyes and drift off into the haze, too buzzed to sleep, but too spent for more.

  If I know Daddy, he won’t let me rest long.

  THE SOUND OF WET STROKING brings me back to alertness. I’m throbbing down there, but itching to be filled again, to get that high back.

  Daddy sits against the headboard with his long legs splayed around my body. Abs tucked into thick ridges.

  Stroking his cock.

  “Thought you fell asleep, little girl. I was about to wake you.”

  I pull my hair back and try a smile. This night started with a missed curfew, and here I am, V-card gone. “Is my punishment over, Daddy?”

  I think we both know what I mean by punishment.

  “Not yet, Princess. What did I tell you when I started training you?”

  I blush. “I should never let Daddy’s cock stay hard?”

  “Good girl.”

  Daddy tells me exactly what to do next.

  I get off the bed and lean forward, planting my hands in the sheets. I spread my feet and rear my bottom while Daddy steps behind me. The tip of his cock slides up and down my slit.

  He thrusts into my pussy.

  I rock forward on tiptoes with a sharp breath. I would’ve collapsed if Daddy hadn’t held me up by the waist. Once my arms steady, he reaches under to squeeze my breasts, keeping his cock plunged to the balls.

  Tears roll down my cheeks from this new angle, my body pierced by pleasure that makes everything before seem pale.

  Daddy’s breathing is ragged, the muscles in his torso flexing against my back when he bends lower. “Good girl,” he grits out. “Tight little pussy.”

  “Daddy you’re too big,” I gasp. “I—I’m gonna cum.”

  “You don’t cum without permission, Layla.” Even as he says the words, his fingers glide under my belly to settle around my clit. He pinches and rubs, fondling me ruthlessly, teasing out my orgasm.

  Sweat covers my flushed body.

  “Daddy’s going to fuck you hard, Princess. You may cum when I tell you, not a moment earlier.” He slaps my ass. “Understand, little girl?”

  “Yes!”

  He lets go of my breasts to wrap one hand in my hair, the other clutching my rear cheek. Every plunge of his cock makes me gasp. Just when I can’t take any more, when my orgasm teeters at the edge, Daddy pulls out all the way and smacks my bottom with his wet cock.

  “I love you, baby.”

  There’s a sharp pinch in my right cheek. He’s biting me!

  “Daddy?”

  “Hush. I’m marking you, Princess. Nobody’s laying a hand on this sweet pussy. I’m gonna keep you forever—fuck!” His words melt into guttural noises. He licks all over my backside, nipping me with his teeth like he’s gone feral.

  “Daddy stop it! Put it back in.”

  “Put what back in?”

  I roll my eyes. “You know what.”

  “After. I have another hole to claim.”

  He pulls my ass cheeks apart with rough hands before his tip nudges my anus. With one heave Daddy forces his cock through my ring.

  I scream, the plug earlier nothing compared to his thickness splitting me open.

  “We’ll have to train you with a bigger dildo,” Daddy growls. “This little asshole is still too tight.”

  Both his hands latch on to my buttocks and he uses them like handles, keeping me in place as he takes my other virginity. After Daddy’s whole length has pushed into my passage, my cheeks close around the base of his cock, and I moan from the sensation of his pubic hair chafing my rim.

  Daddy pumps away, driving deep, fucking my ass with vigorous thrusts. His untamed lust makes me cry out, and I dig my fingers into the bedsheets.

  The room fills with the claps of skin on skin.

  Daddy senses my enjoyment of his rough loving. “Is my princess an ass slut?”

  “Yes Daddy!”

  His palm thwacks my right cheek before he pounds me harder. His balls slap my pussy folds with each thrust.

  Sweat blurs my vision, my knees knocking the bed from his scorching tempo. I can’t hold back my orgasm much longer, but he’s also too thick.

  I can’t help thinking my bottom wasn’t meant to be used like this, to be fucked like this, and I sag to my elbows with a whine. I want to cum so badly.

  Daddy hauls me up by my hair. To my surprise he withdraws and bends over me, kissing my shoulder, rubbing my clit, squeezing my breast. “You may cum,” he growls in my ear.

  At his command my body coils then surges, rippling in waves, and I feel a hot squirt shoot out of my empty pussy. Daddy must’ve felt my release because he groans and calls me a good girl who squirts for Daddy.

  He lays me on the bed again and licks my juices. He strokes his hard cock at my entrance, shooting his seed onto my drenched folds.

  “Oh Daddy.”

  “Time for bed,” he says. “Your ass wasn’t ready for fucking tonight, but it will be tomorrow.”

  “T-Tomorrow?”

  Daddy leaves my room for a moment and returns with a big leather bag, which I know contains my toys. Inside are dildos and plugs of different sizes and shapes. There are nipple clamps and ball gags and whips. But I already know Daddy is looking for a butt plug.

  He picks out a pink plug with a big flange at the base. “This will do.”

  I gulp.

  Daddy rubs the big toy over my pussy, slicking it in my juices. I’m so sensitive after my orgasm the slightest pressure makes me wince.

  “Your girl juice is the best lubricant,” he says softly. “Spread your legs, Princess.”

  I do as I’m told. Daddy eases the plug into my asshole until the flange touches my rim. It fill
s me up, a reminder of my submission and who owns me.

  Daddy.

  My freshly fucked pussy leaks with new moisture.

  Daddy stands back. “What are you, Layla?”

  He always asks that question before he kisses me goodnight, and I know the answer by heart. “Your fuck doll,” I say.

  “And what does a fuck doll do?”

  “She has her holes stretched, she services her daddy’s cock, and she cums for him.”

  “Good girl.” He kisses my clit. “You’ve done well tonight.”

  Daddy lies down at my side, and despite the discomfort in my rear, I shut my eyes and drift toward sleep. I’m exhausted. But he’s lit a fire in me, woke my desires, and I can’t wait to see what else Daddy has planned.

  ◆◆◆

  WHEN I WAKE UP, a moan leaves my lips. My pussy feels wet and raw, and there’s a throbbing sensation between my buttocks. Then I remember the plug I’m wearing and blush hotly.

  Where’s Daddy?

  He’s up standing by the bed, not yet dressed, but that big cock looks very hard. He strokes my face with the back of his hand.

  “How are you, Princess?”

  “Tired,” I say, pouting.

  “Wet,” he says, eyeing my smooth pussy. “It’s Saturday. We have much to do.”

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  He strokes his erection for a while, just watching me. “Ass up,” he growls.

  Daddy’s tone makes me scramble, and I lower my face against the sheets, raising my bottom for his inspection. He pulls out the plug with a pop, and hot breaths fall in my gaping hole before my ring closes. Daddy traces his fingertip in the puckered skin of my rim, making me moan.

  “Such a pretty little asshole.”

  A smack jiggles my cheek. A finger slides down my slit to the hood of my buzzing clit.

  “Eager for my cock, little girl?”

  “Y-Yes, Daddy.”

  “Turn around,” he demands. “Sit back.”

  I do as I’m told, sitting on my heels with hands on my lap.

  Daddy squeezes my breasts one by one, kissing me and rubbing my pussy. Cum drips in strands from his cock to land on my thigh.

  He helps me off the bed.

  We go to the bathroom where he turns on the shower and joins me under the spray.

  Daddy massages me all over, lightly spanking my bottom. Once the steam thickens, he unhooks the showerhead and holds it directly on my throbbing folds.

  I gasp, but Daddy makes me stand in place as he washes and fingers my pussy. He suckles my nipples. I’m dangerously close to cumming again, but he gives me a stern look, shakes his head.

  I chew my lip and hold back.

  After the shower, he dresses me in lingerie, a black thong and bra, with a pair of high heels. I could barely walk when I first started wearing those heels, but now I’m used to them. These are my training clothes.

  Daddy turns me around and stares into my eyes. “You look beautiful, baby girl.”

  “Thank you, Daddy.”

  He puts on a dress shirt that hugs his muscles and a pair of pressed pants that do little to hide his hard cock. He leaves the zipper open so his erection juts out. Daddy says it’s a reminder of how he feels about me.

  After breakfast, he sits me on a chair in our spacious living room, which still seems kinda small after Daddy installed a punishment rack and spanking bench last week.

  I fidget.

  Daddy brings the leather bag filled with toys, setting it on the coffee table. I hold my breath.

  He picks out a black paddle. “Sit straight, Princess.”

  I bolt upright at once.

  Eyes inspecting me, Daddy traces the paddle over my collarbone, down between my breasts and stomach to the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, and to my sex.

  He taps lightly, making me wince.

  The paddle strokes my folds through the thin panties. I’m wet again and he knows it, even though the fabric is black. Daddy knows me just like I know him.

  He slides the paddle along my arm to leave a trail of goosebumps.

  I keep my eyes on his cock with the thick vein pulsing along the side.

  Daddy breathes slowly.

  Without warning, he lands a smack across the top of my breasts where the bra ends. It doesn’t hurt so much as stings.

  My nipples tighten.

  Arousal seeps into my panties.

  Daddy’s erection is at my face. “Open,” he commands.

  I close my lips around him, sucking greedily, tasting his masculine musk. Desire throbs in the vein of his cock. Daddy combs through my long hair as he slides over my tongue.

  While I’m sucking, he nudges my thighs apart with the paddle and slaps my pussy. I feel every smack through the sheer thong, and my folds heat even more. Each thwack makes my clit pulse.

  “Good girl,” Daddy says. “My obedient little princess.”

  My mouth is too full to answer.

  Daddy pulls out. “Get on your hands and knees, baby.”

  I drop to the carpet on all fours, my heart pounding.

  Daddy lowers my panties to massage my soaked pussy, the scent of my sex thickening the air. Kneeling at my side, Daddy flicks his finger over my clit while I do my best to stay upright.

  He picks out a new butt plug from the leather bag. This one is bigger than last night’s, the tip shaped in a knob, and there’s a ruby at the base. He picks out a dildo too, black and ribbed.

  Daddy makes me lick each toy. Then he walks to my rear.

  I gasp when he pushes the dildo into my sticky pussy. It’s not very big, but the ribbing bumps over my spot as he slides it to the base. He rolls the plug over my wet folds before squeezing it into my asshole.

  Daddy pulls my panties back on, leaving me plugged and stretched. The back of the thong no longer rides between my cheeks, but stretches over the butt plug, keeping the toy snug in my bottom.

  He helps me to my feet.

  “One last thing to complete your punishment,” Daddy says, holding up a chain linking two clamps. I know what they are.

  Daddy pushes down my bra just enough to reveal my nipples and rolls my buds in his fingers. His touch is almost soothing, a small relief against the aching pleasure blooming below my waist.

  Then he clamps my nipples, and I let out a gasp.

  “Such a good girl.” Daddy steps back, stroking his hard cock.

  My pussy clenches around the dildo. “Thank you, Daddy.”

  Circling me, he explains my new duties in the house now that he’s taken my virginity.

  “I love you, Princess. And I will train you to be my fuck doll. Your cunt is my property, and my cock is yours, so you must get used to fucking. Your little holes are the only places I will put my seed in.”

  Daddy pauses.

  “Yes,” I say hastily.

  He tugs on the chain and rewards me with a kiss. “Wear nothing except what I permit. I will check your pussy regularly, and if it is not wet, you will be punished.”

  That shouldn’t be a problem. Ever since Daddy made me his special girl, I always moisten whenever he calls me to him.

  “You will take my cock every day, in every way. I will cum inside you every day, and you will cum for Daddy—but Daddy decides when. If you orgasm without permission, you will be punished. Spanked, dildoed, and plugged.”

  Each word out of his mouth makes me pulse. I want to be the perfect princess for Daddy’s big cock.

  “You’re mine,” he says. “And I’m yours. Do you understand, little girl?”

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  THE DAY PASSES in a haze of half-orgasms and hot pleasure. Daddy and I settle into an otherwise normal Saturday. The plug and dildo stay in me, the clamps tight around my nipples. I’m always under his eyes.

  When I have to pee, Daddy follows me into the bathroom and pulls out the dildo. He watches, arms crossed, and I feel so embarrassed it takes forever. After I finish, he wipes me down before sliding the dildo back into my pussy.
r />   There are cracks in Daddy’s dominant mask.

  A few times he brushes up against me to kiss my neck and massage my shoulders. Even though I’m supposed to be a little slut at his beck and call, Daddy can’t help treating me like a princess.

  His cock stays hard until late morning, when he can’t resist anymore.

  Daddy puts me on my knees and shoves his cock into my mouth. He teaches me more about how to suck him, to run my tongue around his groove and stroke his thick shaft. After so many hours of arousal, he cums in minutes, and I swallow every drop like a good girl.

  Around noon I spend an hour doing some schoolwork. I can’t sit with my holes plugged so I stand at the kitchen counter, chewing my lip. Daddy hugs me from behind and slips a hand over my drenched panties to tease my clit.

  “Can you focus?” he whispers.

  “Y-Yes, Daddy.”

  “We can suspend training until you finish. I don’t want my little girl getting bad grades.” He chuckles softly, stroking my hair.

  I give him a shake of my butt. “I’m fine, Daddy.”

  He smacks my rear. “Good girl.”

  At four, Daddy’s gritting his jaw, stroking himself every few minutes. He can’t wait any longer and tells me to go upstairs.

  I hurry up, giddy with excitement, eager to feel his real cock.

  Daddy walks into my bedroom to find me on the bed.

  I’m on all fours.

  Scowling, he removes the nipple clamps and pulls out the dildo and plug. He strips me naked and runs his hands over my body.

  “Training’s over,” he says in a harsh voice.

  Without another word, he climbs onto the bed and squats behind me, his sturdy thighs locking around my rear. Daddy thrusts into my throbbing asshole, stretching my walls when he reaches a deeper place the plug couldn’t reach. He’s not only thick, but also long.

  I arch as Daddy pounds my ass hard, pumping between my cheeks with his hand in my hair, and he spanks me between thrusts.

  “Tell me what you want, little girl.” He growls. “Tell Daddy how he should fuck you.”

  “My pussy!” I scream.

  He reaches under to squeeze my breasts in an iron grip, kissing my ear, biting my neck.

  His cock pops out and I clench in anticipation.

  Daddy splits my sticky folds with one plunge, his length impaling me to the balls. My folds stretch thin around the base of his cock and I cry out with each thrust.