I turn around, and his cock is throbbing and pointing right at me. This sight makes butterflies fill my tummy but before I have a chance to ask if I may touch him, a stream of pee lands on my thigh. I yelp and tell him to quit it. Daddy's eyes harden and he tells me to get on my knees. I'm scared that he's going to make me taste his pee -- we've talked about this before, and the idea of it makes my kitty drip, but now I'm nervous and cold. The shower floor is hard on my knees, but I obey.
"Open your mouth for daddy, little one." I do, slightly parting my lips, and daddy takes aim and pisses on my breasts. I whimper as the hot liquid hits my skin, careful not to move unless he tells me to. "Open wider." Daddy is done peeing now, but he puts the tip of his cock in my mouth and I can taste a few drops of his piss. This makes my head spin, and I moan, daddy's half-hard cock still stuffed in my mouth.
He pulls out and helps me back to my feet, and turns on a warm spray of water. He steps in the shower with me and pulls the curtain closed. I lean my head against his warm, fuzzy chest, loving the sound of his steady heartbeat. He wraps his arms around me and says "You're still daddy's good girl. Don't worry baby." We wash each other down, taking our time and kissing a lot.
Finally we get out and he wraps me in a fluffy pink towel. We go back into the bedroom, and he tells me to kneel on the bed. He gets my collar out of the nightstand and buckles it carefully around my neck. "It's time for you to make daddy feel good, princess." I nod happily and turn around, shake my bum at him a little bit to egg him on. The next thing I know, my face is in a pillow and all of my daddy's weight is on top of me, his cock pressing between my thighs, and his lips on my neck. "You will not cum without permission, sweet girl. Understood?" I nod as well as I can, given my position.
My cunny is already starting to throb as I feel daddy's thick cock pressed against my clit, and his hands roam under my body to squeeze my breasts and pinch my sensitive nipples. I arch my back against him, pressing my bum against his pelvis. He groans and flips me over, climbs on top of my chest, and pushes the tip of his cock into my mouth. Daddy is in total control -- my arms are pinned to my sides by his thighs, and my legs are hanging uselessly off the side of the bed.
"Suck." I do, I suck the tip of my daddy's cock and am rewarded with a big drop of his sweet pre-cum. He pushes all the way in to my mouth until his cock hits the back of my throat, holds it there until I start to squirm, and then ever so slowly pulls back out and lets me breathe. "Good girl," he croons, pushing his cock back inside my eager mouth. I can feel my clit swelling and my kitty opening up, and I am desperate for him to touch me.
In and out, in and out. Two minutes later, all I can think of is how good daddy's cock feels in my mouth, and making sure I take a breath when he allows me to. Eventually he pulls his cock out and lets it rest against my cheek, pets my hair for a second with one hand, and reaches behind him to touch my kitty with the other. "Oh my sweet little girl... your pussy is dripping, baby." He rubs the wetness on my lips and I dart my tongue out to lick his fingers. "Good girl. Your little cunt must be aching. Do you need daddy to take care of you?"
