I heard the door shut heavily and the heavy thunk of Daddy dropping his briefcase by the front door. Jumping up anxiously, I hurried to the living room happy to see him.
"Hi, Daddy!" I chirped my greeting joyfully.
"Hey, babygirl," he said with a weak smile on his face.
I skid to a stop and peered at him with concern, he looked exhausted. Was Daddy getting sick? He didn't look happy to see me like he usually was.
"What's wrong?" I asked worried.
"Had a hard day, sweetie."
"Oh no! Is there anything I can do to help?"
He sighed heavily and loosened his tie up a bit before looking me over slowly. I hadn't really bothered to get dressed today since it was my day off so I was still wearing my long jammie shirt and nothing else.
"Yes, babygirl, I think there is. Go into the bedroom, get undressed and lay on the bed," he said gruffly.
I hesitated with my jaw dropped a bit at his harsh tone. He had never ordered me to the bedroom like this; usually it involved a whole day worth of sweet playful teasing. Daddy took a step towards me with a stern look that made my tummy flop a bit obviously displeased with my hesitation.
"Don't make me tell you again, little one," he said softly.
I knew that tone... it was the last warning before I got into some serious trouble. Daddy must be really grumpy, I thought sadly, it usually takes a lot for him to use that tone one me.
Definitely not willing to push him any further, I raced towards the bedroom already jerking my jammie shirt over my head before I hit the door. I hopped up on the bed so fast I almost bounced off it to the floor then hurried to lay down in the middle of it.
My tummy fluttered as the fantasies began playing through my head and I couldn't figure out which one I wanted him to play out more. I squeezed my thighs together as my private area began to ache and drip. My nipples hardened a bit and I had to twist my hands into the bed so I wouldn't touch them without Daddy permission.
I startled guiltily when the door creaked open and Daddy walked in looking straight at me with a look of abject hunger.
"Good girl," he praised making me smile. "Tell Daddy what his rule is when we play."
"Don't hold back. Always say your name when I cum and cum hard," I repeated the words that were pretty much a creed at this point.
Daddy never gave any leeway with that one. I was to cum hard and cum often for him when we played and I loved every minute of it.
"Good girl. And why do you say my name when you cum?" he asked me.
"Because you own me," I said dutifully.
With a wide pleased smile, he walked over and began to pull the restraints out from under the bed sending a thrill through me. He strapped me down quickly and my breath caught a bit as he tightened the cuffs on my wrists and ankles until I was left spread eagle, opened wide for his pleasure. Daddy's eyes darkened as he stared down at me before crawling up the bed to cover me with his body.
He took my mouth in a breath-taking, claiming kiss that set my blood boiling immediately. I arched towards him restlessly and whimpered slightly when the restraints wouldn't let me go far. His tongue plunged deep into my mouth touch and tasting every spot it could find.
Daddy's hands ran up my sides slowly sending a little tingling of pleasure through me causing my nipples to harden to little points and press against his chest. Cupping the sides of my breasts, Daddy brushed his fingers along the sensitive skin underneath them making goosebumps break out across my skin and a whimper drip from my lips into his mouth.
Unhurriedly, Daddy's mouth released mine with a little kiss before moving further down my body. Tracing my jawline with his lips, he dropped sweet little kisses on my skin until he found his favorite spot on my neck. His teeth nibbled along the sensitive column sending shivers down my spine until he found the spot right where my neck and shoulder met.
"Oh, Daddy," I whimpered tilting my head back a bit silently begging him.
His breathy chuckle caressed my skin making it even more sensitive. Daddy knew what my reaction would be and he was so sweetly anticipating the response. In an instant, he bit down hard and my body bucked against him as the sweet pleasure and pain slammed into me hard. My loud cry echoed through the room as he stayed latched on, marking me as his own. A nasty cursed dropped from my lips as I tugged at the leather cuffs around my wrist; desperate to get my hands on him, to hold him close or push him away I wasn't sure, but I needed my hands on my Daddy. When he finally let go of my neck he gave it a soft kiss before chuckling again.
"What, babygirl?" he asked me innocently.
"I need you, Daddy, please!" I begged trying to move my hips closer to him in case he didn't understand what I meant.
"I'm here, little one," he said softly his lips caressing a sweet path down my collar bone.
Sitting up between my legs, he stared down at my breasts that were still framed by his hands. He pinched one nipple then the other in between his fingers gently at first, just playing and feeling them as they tightened under his fingers. A small noise dropped from my lips and I relaxed a bit into the bed letting him take his time exploring my breasts; just enjoying the feeling of his hands on my body.
I had barely begun to drift in a pleasure filled euphoria before his exploring and teasing touches changed. A startled cry fell from my mouth as he pulled my nipples out and twisted them hard. My eyes flew open and looked at his face questioningly, making sure this was still my Daddy. He knew my affinity for pain, but still rarely explored that area much. However, the light in his eyes told me he was ready and this was only the beginning. He wanted me to feel it, needed me to feel the pain and know I enjoyed it.
"Did you like that, princess?" he asked me.
"Yes, Daddy," I whimpered my voice breaking as he twisted them harshly again.
He gave me a grin that made my heart twist and flip a bit. A twinge of fear went through me as I realized that this was not my usual sweet gentle Daddy. But, it was quickly overshadowed by the knowledge that this was the Daddy I had seen underneath the gentleness, in those moments of torment that had me begging for more. Daddy had, had a very bad day, he needed a stress relief and I was the one who could do that for him and in return he was going to help me explore my desire for a bit of pain. Yes, I cheered silently giving him an encouraging smile. Which he returned with a heated gaze before returning his attention back to my body.
He pulled and plucked at my nipples until they were aching and throbbing. Then smashed my breasts together and lavished the sensitive tips with his tongue before nibbling on them sending the sweet painful pleasure straight to the core of my body. His teeth found the side of my breast and bit down hard, my body jerked against his uselessly, wanting to get away... needing more...
