Possessive Daddy

by Lena Little

  “Not even you, Daddy?” I bat my eyelashes.

  “Daddy’s always just over your shoulder, keeping a watchful eye over you even when you don’t know it.”

  “I do know it, Daddy. And I thank you for everything you do. If anything were to ever happen to me—“

  “Don’t say things like that,” he cuts me off. “Because nothing ever will, unless I allow it. And no way in hell will I ever allow anything bad to happen to you.”

  As the car pulls to a stop in the horseshoe driveway he leans over and claims my lips, his tongue pressing them open as he explores my mouth.

  “Do I taste like banana split?”

  “You taste like heaven, angel.”

  He elbows the seatbelt fastener, releasing it, just before he scoops me up and hoists me right out of my seat, into his lap, and then out of the car on his side.

  “Saving all the precious seconds I can right now. Must. Mate. With. You.”

  A mewling noise escapes me as he races up the front steps and keys in the code, the blood pounding in my ears.

  “Fuck, I need to bury my cock so far inside you that it never comes out,” he moans.

  “I need that too. I need everything. I need you to teach me, Daddy.”

  He carries me up the stairs, taking them two at a time before he tosses me onto the four poster California king sized bed, my body bouncing as I watch from my back as he makes quick work of his clothes.

  “Off,” he orders, looking me up from head to toe. “Except those,” his eyes come to rest on the Prada heels he bought me. “Those stay on.”

  Just as I get the Gucci dress up and over my head my eyes take in the sight of his underwear pulling down, his cock springing free like a diving board. There is no way that monster is going to fit inside me. My pussy, my mouth, nowhere.

  But I continue undressing, unhooking my Agent Provocateur bra and then reach for my panties, forgetting I’m not wearing any, which draws a smirk from Jake.

  “That’s right, baby,” he says moving closer like a predator that knows it’s got its prey cornered. “I already own those like I’m about to own you.” He slides up onto the bed, his big body over the top of mine, blacking out the moonlight coming in from the floor to ceiling windows.

  “I want to take this slow,” he growls, staring down my hole and I can see the wheels inside his brain are turning just like mine are and thinking the exact same thing. How in the world is his cock going to fit. “But I know that’s not going to happen,” he adds. “Before we start, is there anything you have questions about? Anything you want to know, precious?”

  I nod vigorously. “Why is that thing between your legs so big and so hard?”

  His entire body freezes before he brings a single finger to my lips and then slides the rough tip of that digit straight over my chin, down my throat and straight down the center of my body, stopping right above that bundle of nerves between my legs.

  “If it wasn’t, I wouldn’t be able to fit inside you. That’s how nature works, little one.”

  “But it’s so much bigger than my hole. How can it ever fit inside?”

  “By thrusting. Hard,” he says immediately and that finger on my body twitches before he circles my opening, my pussy already drenched trying to lubricate itself so there’s even a one percent chance that thick rod can enter me. “And once I do I’m going to fill you completely, and then do it again and again and again and again.”

  “And then what?” I bat my eyelashes, continuing the innocent fantasy causing Jake’s cock to pulsate and a bit of precome to leak from the tip and fall onto my leg.

  “Then you’re going to get a surprise, baby girl.”

  “What kind of surprise, Daddy?”

  “A warm hot gift that will result in the stork bringing us another gift in about nine months.”

  “What kind of gift?”

  “A baby.”

  “I already have dolls.”

  “Not a doll, doll. A real, live baby.”

  “For me.”

  “For us,” he growls. “Mommy needs Daddy just as much as Daddy needs Mommy to make a baby. We’re equally responsible.”

  “And will we spoil the baby like Daddy spoils me?”

  “You know we will, sweetheart.”

  “Okay, Daddy. I want that.”

  “And Daddy wants to be inside you now. Are you ready for that, my little Jewel?”

  I nod.

  “Daddy needs to hear you say it, to give your consent.”

  “Yes, Daddy. I want that.”

  “And you understand that Daddy wants you all to himself and that he will be the only man to ever be inside you from now until eternity. Once you have Daddy there is no one else for you. Are we clear?”

  “Crystal, Daddy. I only ever wanted you, Daddy, so this is perfect. Will you put your big thing inside my small opening now, Daddy?”

  He swallows hard. “It might hurt a little bit, angel, but just stick with it. It will hurt in a good way. You’ll like it, I promise.”

  “Okay.”

  “You trust Daddy, right?”

  “Always.”

  “Good girl.” He pauses. “Just remember it’s going to feel very strange at first, but there is nothing more perfect, more normal, than Daddy’s pole inside your tiny little hole. That’s how we make our baby.”

  “I want a baby, Daddy.”

  “And Daddy wants you, baby. He can smell that you’re ready and he’s ready too.”

  He fists his cock just above my stomach and then pauses. “Daddy wants you to put it inside. Would you like that?”

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  My tiny hands slowly come up, wrapping around the warm flesh of his throbbing dick, the crown turning from a shade of purple to white.

  “That’s good, honey. You’re doing great. Just like that.”

  Leaning in he claims my lips just as he steadies the tip at my opening. I’m not sure if I’m the one guiding him or he’s in complete control and this is all just a fantasy and in a lot of ways that’s exactly what it is. Except the one defining difference is that I know when I wake up tomorrow this will be real. Very real.

  Wrapping one of his big hands around both of mine he thumbs the head of his cock against my clit, causing my back to arch and my hips to rise before he slides the crown through my wet folds and I almost lose it.

  “Not yet, little one. Remember that Daddy says when you can explode and when you can’t.”

  “You knew I was close,” I moan.

  “Daddy knows everything about his little one. Always.”

  “Then Daddy knows I can’t take this anymore. I can’t wait any longer. I want my present.”

  “Then that’s exactly what you’ll get,” he says, pushing his thick inches inside me with a growl and my eyes go wide as saucers as my entire body stills.

  His hand snakes underneath my head as he kisses me possessively before his lips drag across my cheek and to my ear, where he nibbles the lobe and then whispers, “Remember our safe word, honey. You can end this game whenever you want. But just know that to Daddy this isn’t a game. This is everything. You’re everything.”

  “I don’t want to stop, Daddy,” I whimper. “I want more,” I say, my hands grasping for the sheets as I try to cling to something like a life raft, feeling like I’m about to drown.

  “Are you sure? Daddy doesn’t want to be a bad man all by himself. He only wants to do naughty things together.”

  “Together, Daddy. Always. Do more naughty things to me. Please, Daddy!”

  His thumb finds my clit, working it at the o’clock position as his huge cock slides out of my channel until just the crown is still inside. Wasting no time he slides right back in, filling the void that had left me empty, missing him after only having him inside me for a few seconds. Now I’m addicted.

  “You’re such a good girl, little Jewel. Giving this sweet little virgin pussy to Daddy means everything. You know he’s wanted it so bad for so long.”

&n
bsp; “I know, Daddy. I’ve wanted it too. All of it, even though it’s so big that it barely fits.”

  “It fits like a glove because we were meant for each other. That’s why you belong to Daddy,” he says, tapping on the jade stone on my choker.

  “Yes, Daddy. Let’s keep trying until you can fit it all inside.”

  “You don’t have to try, honey. Just relax and let Daddy have his way with you.” He slides in and out a few more times until he bottoms out inside me, his head tipping back and his eyes rolling back in his head when he does. “So. Fucking. Tight. So. Fucking. Mine,” he moans, lost in the moment until his head snaps back forward and he goes back to claiming me, but with more speed.

  “Breathe, sweetie. Breathe,” he orders, and I suck in a sharp breath, not realizing I’d quit doing the one thing that gives me life, just as I know we’re about to make a life together.

  He tilts his hips and his hands slide under my bottom, tilting my pelvis up as he throttles me with reckless abandon as my lack of breathing turns into panting as I gasp for air.

  “Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck my wet pussy!” I yell, knowing there’s no one here to hear but us.

  Just when I thought there was no more civility, no more humanity left inside this act, I’m proven wrong. My body flings from side to side, my hair flailing wildly as sweat covers me. Jake’s hand dig into my waist as he wills my body forward and back, his rod sliding into me, his hips slamming into me multiple times each second.

  “Oh, yeaaaah. Yeaaaah,” I grit my teeth. I reach for the headboard and come up empty. There’s nothing to grab ahold of. Nothing to center myself on. I’m completely at his mercy, lost in the moment as his cock pounds into my hole, opening me for the first time.

  “Daddy! I love you, Daddy!” I yell out, spilling the words we both know to be true, yet saying them for the very first time.

  Suddenly the thrusting stops. “Come, my little Jewel. Come on Daddy’s cock. Do it now!” he commands.

  My tummy tightens and suddenly I feel a whirlpool unleash inside me, heading for my hole. But just before I release I feel his hot jets fill me, like those high-powered hoses inside a car wash, but they’re filling me and they don’t stop.

  “Uh,” he grunts, and his pelvis tips up, his cock somehow burying itself even deeper inside me as he continues to breed me.

  “Oh my, God,” I say minutes later after I realize what’s up and what’s down, what’s right and what’s left, and where in the world I am. The answer is clear, right here in his grasp, exactly where I belong.

  I feel his heavy body collapse onto mine, his weight surprisingly comforting, but after a few seconds, he rolls to the side so as not to smother me.

  “Are you going to take it out now, Daddy?”

  “No, precious,” he huffs, trying to catch his breath just as desperately as I am. “I’m not taking any chances. I’m making sure you give us what we both want. A child.”

  “Once you pull it out then I’m not a virgin anymore?”

  “Sweetheart,” he says, kissing me on the forehead, completely ignoring the sweat covering me. “Those days are over. You’re mine now.”

  “So I’m not a little girl anymore? I’m a woman?”

  “You’ve been a woman since the day we met, a very responsible adult and I’m proud of you. Not only that, you were over eighteen the first time I ever laid eyes on you. You’re a woman through and through.” He pauses. “But you’ll always be Daddy’s little girl.”

  “Thank you, Daddy. So we can still play these games where you tickle my insides?”

  “Always, baby girl. Always and forever.”

  13

  Jake

  Three sessions later, and somewhere in the middle of the night, I roll over and notice the stab marks on my legs and even a few on my back.

  Letting her leave her heels on certainly heightened the experience, and likely made her feel more powerful, but I’m the one looking like I’ve been rung through an adult pleasure chamber right about now.

  “You’re tamer than I thought,” I hear, rolling back over to see Jewel looking up at me, a kind of happiness in her eyes that damn near makes me melt like chocolate underneath the summer sun.

  “You think so?”

  “From what I’ve seen.”

  “Because you ain’t seen nothing yet,” I say, scooping her up and moving toward the stairs, carrying her all the way down into the main level and then…the basement.

  “Just remember the safe word if at any time you don’t want a part of this or want it to end.”

  “I trust you, and I want to experience everything. Together. And you know I want to please you.”

  Flipping on the lights the first thing her eyes shoot to is the item I bought this morning and had specially delivered in under four hours’ time. Money is a tool, and I wanted to be prepared.

  “What is that?”

  “That,” I say, smirking at the St. Andrew’s Cross, “is for another time. But this,” I motion with my head toward something very different, “is for right now.”

  “It looks like a rope and pulley system they use in Amsterdam to lift things up to houses on the top floors. Did you know a lot of the houses are actually built at angles?”

  “You read a lot, don’t you?”

  “Everything I can get my hands on.”

  “My girl might not have traveled, yet-“ I begin.

  “But she’s already traveled the world in her mind, a hundred times over,” she finishes my sentence. All I can do is nod. To say we’re on the same wavelength is an understatement.

  Setting her down carefully on an oversized six foot by six foot yoga mat I take a step toward the wall. “On your hands and knees, little one. And face away from me.”

  Moving toward the two hundred and fifty-pound iron ball I grasp the long chain and drag it back toward the yoga mat. Once in position, I separate the end of the chain at the area where it breaks off into two attached parts and attach the cuffed ends to each of Jewel’s ankles.

  “What’s going on back there, Daddy? Are you going to make me face the corner all night long?”

  “No, no, no. You’ve been a good girl, a very good girl…not bad. Daddy has a present for you.”

  “Another present? Whoopie!” She pauses. “Can I look?”

  “No!” I command. “Eyes to the front.”

  Once she’s firmly in position I return to the wall and remove the Mulberry silk sleep mask, placing it over her eyes, causing her to jump when it first hits her skin.

  “It’s so smooth, Daddy,” she notes.

  “Just like my little girl,” I say, running my palm flat along her spine and over the curve of her bottom and continuing down, sliding in-between her legs.

  “Oh my,” she gasps.

  “You’re so fucking wet for Daddy, so primed,” I mumble, trying to contain myself, knowing I’m about to introduce her to a whole new type of world. One which I myself don’t know much about and have never participated in in my life. But once I saw her, and felt the way she made me feel, I started researching. And the first thing I did was build this.

  It’s crude and simple, but I think it’s going to be very effective…and get lots and lots of use for years to come.

  I rub my thumb over her clit, her knees digging into the mat as she leans back, trying to get my thumb to impale her. “Not yet, honey. And it’s not that type of surprise.”

  “Tell me, Daddy. Tell me what it is.”

  “You’re starting to be naughty and a little bratty. Do you want your prize or do you want to be punished?”

  “Both, Daddy. I want both.”

  I bring my hand down on her ass cheeks and she lurches forward, moaning in response.

  I move around to the wall and take the rope from the hook, moving back towards her and I tie the knots around her chest, shoulders, and hands…the knots I’ve been practicing all day long so I’d be ready.

  And thankfully I get it right on the first time.

  “Dadd
y, should I be scared?”

  “Are you scared?”

  “A little,” she nods.

  “If you want to quit just say the word and I’ll rip this blindfold off, untie you and unchain you right away. Then I’ll hold you in my arms and make you a hot chocolate to drink.”

  “Maybe…we can have hot chocolate later.”

  “You’re saying you want to continue?”

  She nods.

  “I need to hear the words, honey. I need complete consent, but only if that’s exactly what you want.”

  “I want it, Daddy. I trust you and I want this experience.”

  “Good girl.” I run my hands over the top of her head and move back to the wall, grabbing the other end of the rope, the middle portion perfectly in place above the pulley wheel.

  “It’s time for your gift,” I say, moving in closer. “Can you guess what it is?”

  “A pony?”

  “No,” I reply, trying my hardest not to laugh.

  “Glitter?”

  “Even better. Something you can put in your mouth. Something you can…suck on.”

  “A lollipop?”

  “Daddy’s lollipop,” I correct.

  I swing my fist in a circle a few times, the rope tightening around it. And then I slowly guide the rope down, her face nearing my erection which is pointing straight to the ceiling.

  “I don’t smell it or taste it, Daddy.”

  “Get ready,” I warn.

  Very carefully I lower her until her lip grazes the tip. Like a hungry baby bird in its nest, she lurches forward bobbing for my dick like apples in a bucket at the fair, taking the crown in her mouth and sucking it hard before I jerk my body back. “No teeth!”

  “Sorry, Daddy.”

  “It’s okay. It’s your first time.” I pause, realizing that just because she’s a virgin and never been kissed doesn’t mean she hasn’t done other things. I’d bet my life she hasn’t but still…I want to hear it from her. “This is your first time. Right?”