Daddy slowly cleaned up from all the fun we had just had and left me on the couch, tied, helpless and full of his cum.
"You better not leak any of Daddy's cum onto my couch little girl. You'll be sorry if you do."
I whimpered and clenched my legs together. My pussy tightened in fear of being punished again and I knew without a doubt Daddy would come up with some humiliating task if I managed to make a mess.
Daddy came back over to me and kissed my forehead softly. His strong fingers began to undo the knots that hugged my skin. I felt a strange emptiness settle over me as Daddy began to free me from his complete control.
"I like being tied up Daddy... I like when you're in charge." I confessed in a state of post-orgasmic bliss.
Daddy chuckled and ran his fingers down my body. He lent down and kissed my skin that now had light indentations from the rope.
"I know you do little one. Good news is, Daddy loves tying you up as much as you love being tied up. Now, remember what you promised Daddy?"
I blushed and pouted slightly. Now that I had orgasmed, the shyness settled in and I couldn't imagine doing something so naughty. Licking Daddy's thick hot cum straight off my fingers out of my pussy... it sounded so wrong but ignited my inner sub and brat once more.
"Do I have to Daddy? Can't we just pretend I did and leave it at that?"
I watched Daddy's face as I spoke and saw the glimmer in his eyes and the look which said 'oh silly little girl... you know you'll never win this one.' Daddy gently manoeuvred my body and pulled a towel out from his free hand. Daddy laid the towel down and pushed my body into the desired position. I was sitting up right, my bottom on the towel and Daddy had lifted my legs up and put them on either side so I was spread wide and completely exposed. Daddy admired his work and then sat back on the coffee table that was in the middle of the room.
"Now little girl, you're going to use two of your fingers and you're going to scoop out Daddy's cum until your fingers come out clean. You don't stop until Daddy says so. Understood?"
I blushed and bit my lip. My hand nervously travelled down to cover my bald swollen cunt. My pussy lips were ever so gently apart and I could see my excitement beginning to show through the glistening wetness that covered my skin.
"Is that understood little girl?"
I rolled my eyes and sighed dramatically. "Yes Daddy. I understand."
Daddy chuckled and said, "don't worry little girl. I'm keeping a tally of all your bad bratty moments; don't you worry one little bit."
Daddy gestured a nod and wanted me to begin. I positioned myself wider and reached down with two fingers. I rubbed my soft opening and moaned slightly as I grazed my slightly tingling clit.
"Ooh... it's so sensitive Daddy."
Daddy smiled and watched with excitement. I pushed my fingers in deep and felt a mix of my own juices and Daddy's cream. I wriggled my fingers and heard the soft squelching sound fill the room.
"Mmm... such a full little cunny isn't it princess? What's it full of?"
