I noticed him the instant I walked in the door. He was lurking back in a corner staring at me. He knew I was going to be here. I could feel his eyes on me as much as I could feel my Daddy's hand on my ass as he walked in behind me.
The club was almost uncomfortably full but we easily found a booth. My Daddy ordered me a drink and took my coat. My Daddy is a gentleman. I leaned in and whispered to my Daddy, "He's here." My Daddy knew immediately to whom I was referring: my ex-boyfriend, Derek. Derek and I had dated seriously five years ago. He cheated on me constantly and he was very unhappy when I dumped him. He had started following me about a month ago but never approached me even when I was alone. I, of course, told my Daddy and he told me it was fine for Derek to watch because I belonged to him now and if there was ever a need, my Daddy would protect me. So I felt safe.
But tonight felt different. Derek's gaze was more predatory than usual. He stood closer than normal. I gave Daddy a knowing glance and he moved out of the booth to allow me to exit. I walked to the ladies room. My dress was very short and my Daddy never allows me to wear panties when we go out so I was very aware of my body. The air was warm in the club and felt good on my thighs. My Daddy is very particular about how I dress when we go out. He picks out all my clothes, undergarments, and accessories. Tonight was a crimson silk dress that accentuates my hourglass figure and black high heels. He had ordered that I get waxed earlier that day so I was soft and smooth to the touch. My dark hair was down as my Daddy often likes to pull it.
Derek's eyes widened when he saw me exit the booth so I know he caught a glimpse of my freshly waxed pussy. I knew he was going to make his move. With a quick glance at my Daddy, I knew he understood as well. Things were going exactly as we'd planned.
I entered the ladies room and I could hear that many of the stalls were filled but no one was at the sink. I freshed my lipstick and waited. Derek walked in. He looked like he could punch me. Instead, he walked over to me in two large steps, pulled his hand out of his coat pocket and covered my mouth with a rag. I struggled as he pulled me close to him and then the world went black.
When the world came back, I heard sound first. Muttering and pacing, Derek was nervous. I also realized I couldn't move. I was tied to a chair. My ass was on the edge of the seat and my legs were pulled up and tied to the arms of the chair and my arms were pulled up over my head and secured behind me. I had a gag in my mouth. Derek had been thorough in his plan. My small clutch purse was laying on a nearby table. Derek then noticed I was awake.
"Hello, Sam," Derek growled. I could only give a muffled grunt. "Its been a long time. Did you miss me?" I rolled my eyes. "You look lovely tonight. I just couldn't resist. So what should we do tonight?" Derek walked over to me and slid his hand from my knee down my thigh and lightly grazed the swollen lips of my exposed pussy. I shivered. Derek pushed his fingers past my lips and gently rubbed my clit. My pussy contracted in pleasure. He then put his fingers in his mouth and moaned in delight. "You taste as delicious as I remember." He then traced his wet fingers around the edges of my pussy. Quickly he slipped two fingers inside me. I flushed with anger but it felt so good. I knew my body would betray me soon. Derek was always so talented with his fingers. I grunted and shook to fend him off but it was futile. He had me open and exposed and he was going to do whatever he wanted. He laughed harshly at my pathetic attempts to reject him. He crammed two more fingers inside. I winced in pain. He knew four was too many. He smiled horribly. Then as quick as lightning, Derek reared back and smack me clean across the cheek. I bit down on the gag to stop myself from crying. My cheek was red and stinging. "Enough of this, bitch. I saw you with that bastard. How dare you let another man touch you! You are going to pay. This pussy is mine and it always will be."
Derek began unbuckling his belt and then started pulling down his pants. Just then the door exploded open and my Daddy strode in confidently. Derek was so shocked, he stumbled and nearly fell over. Daddy walked straight over to Derek and knocked him out with one solid punch to the jaw. Derek was out cold.
I watched as Daddy dragged Derek's limp body over to an old radiator and handcuffed his soundly. A few moments later, Derek started to stir. Daddy walked over to me, "Are you alright, my darling?" I nodded. When he saw my reddened cheek, he kissed me gently and then walked over and kicked Derek in the ribs. "So this is the pathetic loser that's been stalking you the last few months. How sad...But I will say this, Derek, you have put my lovely little girl on the best display." My Daddy slid his fingertips from my knee to my foot.
"Fuck you!" Derek growled.
"That has always been your problem, Derek. You just don't know how to treat a lady." Daddy gently removed my gag and kissed me softly. "Now, my darling, be a good girl and suck Daddy's cock." He then buttoned his pants and pulled out his rock hard cock. I eagerly opened my mouth and sucked Daddy's cock. He got harder and began to move his hips, slowly fucking my face. I loved the rich musky smell of his sex. My own sex now throbbing with desire. Daddy's breath quickened with his pace and suddenly Daddy gripped the hair at the back of my head and spasmed in my mouth. I eagerly drank down his salty cum.
"Thank you, Daddy," I said quietly. I always thank my Daddy for his cum. Derek roared in anger and kicked at the radiator.
