I didn't think it would go this way. I'd hoped for it, dreamt about it and fantasized about it.
Daddy brought me to his house, a nice night in to relax, cuddle and tease each other. Daddy knew I was new to all of this, but he'd figured out so much about me and could turn me on with just a few words. He said he had a gift for me, but he wouldn't let me know what it was. He'd been so playful and caring with me on the long journey to his house, but as soon as we got into the hallway, everything changed.
Suddenly he was there, looming over me. I felt so small, nervous and anxious. He was grinning at me as he pushed me slowly against the wall, one hand on my hip and the other holding the back of my neck. "Mine." he whispered in my ear as he kissed me deeply, pushing his tongue into my mouth. He pressed his body against mine as he grabbed my hair, holding me in place. This was it, the bastard had it figured me out. I'd never openly give myself, I wanted him to control me entirely. I wanted to trust him entirely.
Before I knew it, my jacket was on the floor and my t-shirt was going over my head. I felt exposed, turned on and anticipating what was next. While pressed against me I could feel just how hard his cock was getting as it was pressed against me. Just knowing how turned on he was for me was making me even wetter.
"I just.." I tried to whisper.
"No." He said it firmly. "No more talk. Daddy wants his Little Girl."
He grabbed my arm and pulled my hand down to rub his dick through his jeans, allowing me to unbutton them to pull it out. I gripped it in my hand, shocked by the warmth, how hard it was and how it pulsed in my hand.
"Show me, show me how you think a dick should be sucked." It wasn't a request. It wasn't an order. It was a simple statement I had to follow.
Still pressed against the wall I slid down to squat, opening my mouth to let it slide inside my mouth. His hands grabbed my firmly by the hair as he guided my motions, unsure how he liked it I tried to take it all down my throat and prayed my gag reflex didn't kick in. I felt his body tighten up as he moaned softly, he was saying something but I couldn't focus. It was so good to finally have his cock in my mouth after all this time, I'd never admitted it but I'd thought about it a lot.
Before I knew what was happening, he'd pulled me up, squatted down and put me over his shoulder and had started carrying me upstairs.
He placed me on the bed and told me to strip down to my underwear. The bastard had ruined the surprise because I was wearing the red lingerie he loved so much. He hadn't seen it in person but I'd been teasing him so much.
He didn't acknowledge it, but he grinned a wicked smile and could see he approved.
"You are my Princess. But you are also my toy." Again, it was a statement. I knew it was true.
He walked over, pushed me onto my back and forced my legs open and pulled my underwear to one side. Before I knew it he tongue was pressed against my clit. His rough motions swirled around as his hands felt and groped my body. His fingers digging deep into me, grabbing my neck and squeezing just enough to keep me on the edge. He continued to move his hands around my body, exploring everything and taking what he wanted. Before I knew it the bastard had wrapped the leather cuffs around my wrists and laughed at my shock. I wanted to react and be bratty but he still was able to hold me down with one hand pressed against my chest, it was hard to focus and resist but I was so incredibly wet. This feeling was so much more than I'd ever believed possible.
In a motion he stood up, twirled me around so my head was hanging off the bed.
"Now I'll teach you how to suck Daddies dick, little toy."
He thrust his cock back into my mouth, groaning as he did so. I tried to relax my throat to allow it all in as he pushed in, the spit already building up in my mouth. I never thought I'd enjoy sucking a dick this much. Not this much. I felt his hand again between my legs, rubbing my clit in circular motions as he pushed a finger deep inside me. His strong hand was too much. I moaned loudly, the pleasure running through my body was too intense but my cry was muffled by his cock.
He was laughing. The bastard was laughing.
"Aww, did my Little girl forget? Good Girls always ask for permission to orgasm."
"Fuck" I mumbled back.
