Authors note: Every character on this story is over the age of 18 and while there is talk of the past no sexual shenanigans went on with any person under the age of 18. Thank you once again to my copy editor LaRascasse who, has made his life's work to kill every semi colon he sees in my writing. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
~ellie
Laying down beside her Padraic kissed her tenderly, lingeringly, "Daddy is here." They continued to kiss deeply and passionately. He pulled her against him as they made out. Lifting her leg over his hip he entered her slowly and with feeling stroking into her gently. Time seemed to go slowly as they kissed and fucked lovingly his hand moving between them to tease at her clit, "Cum for Daddy baby, cum with Daddy."
Small delicious waves rolled through her body as she quivered in his arms and felt him pulse inside her filling her with cum. So very unlike their earlier harsher encounters, Callie looked up into his face with wide green eyes and kissed him again deeply, whispering, "Thank you, Daddy."
Padraic left Callie once he was certain she was asleep. Pulling on his boxers he went out the door. He too was exhausted but he was fastidious and exacting in all things. His work colleagues called him a control freak but he preferred to think of style as more discerning. He liked things to be a certain way, His home, His work and His love and he was prepared to work to have the things he wanted how he wanted them. Compromise was not something he did well. He went to the study to retrieve their ice cream bowls and take them to the kitchen, smiling to himself. Callie was what he wanted. She would, in time, be his perfect little angel and today was a wonderful start. He had not been this happy in a long time.
As he cleaned the bowls his mind drifted back to several years before. Her name was Michelle but to him she had simply been Shelly. They had fulfilled each others needs, two halves of a whole. Dominant and submissive, Daddy and baby girl, Master and slave, she had wanted and needed all of the training he gave her. They explored so much of the darker side of BDSM together and he had thought her as happy as himself until she left him for another.
They had attended a wild weekend with the Hell Fire Club, one of the largest BDSM Clubs in their state, who once a month put on gatherings of one sort or another. Trusting each other they had invited others to play with them from time to time always returning home in each others arms. Shelly had become very friendly with another submissive girl, Meredith, through this club and that particular wild weekend, the submissive made her move on Shelly.
Meredith belonged to a man who encouraged his girls to actively seek other subs to join their household. Meredith wanted Shelly as her own sub and had told Shelly about the life of being a switch. The idea of a polyamorous household fired Shelly's imagination. It seemed to her like the Hell Fire party could go on forever in that house.
Padraic had been heart broken when she had come to him and begged for release. She was young and vivacious and there was so much more she wanted to explore that he couldn't or wouldn't give her. He turned his back on her and let her go. Walking away from her he had said "Go then" and walked into his den as she packed. He had decided there and then that he would not invest so much in a submissive again. That was until Callie came into his life. She needed someone to care. She needed some structure and stability in her out of control life. Callie needed a Daddy to love her.
Padraic knew he would need to be harsh, unrelenting and possibly cruel at first to make her see Daddy knew best. But he saw so much potential in her in the last two days, that he knew her training would not be traumatic for either of them. If anything he looked forward to the challenge of dominating the sassy, feisty young girl. As a half brother to Callie's real father he had seen her grow up as a sweet natured quiet girl. He had been surprised when he had received the call from her mother out of the blue. Desperate and emotional, Callie's mother had begged him to help her out of control daughter.
Padraic had expected a drug addict or filthy overused slut when he arrived at the jail to bail her out. What he found was a sassy little princess who trusted no one. When raging at him had failed to get her what she wanted she had attempted to seduce him. Padraic chuckled quietly remembering her clumsy attempt and the look of shock on her face when he had demanded better from her. The little princess was not used to be criticised or put in her place.
Padraic looked at the bags still sitting on the table. He had begun her transformation today, and though it was an expensive outing he had been very pleased with the results. If he took the bags into her room now he would not be able to help himself but to wake her again, so he picked up the art supplies she had chosen and the new notebook computer and walked into his study with them.
Placing them on his desk momentarily he moved some furniture around and went to retrieve an old battered school desk from the playroom. He bought it when a local school had sold off all their old furniture years ago, the flip lid made an amazing banging sound that took him back to his own childhood. Settling it in the corner with a too large chair behind it he placed her supplies within flipping through the blank pages of the visual diary considering how she could use that for his pleasure.
Returning to the playroom she selected a few items to take to his study. It would be some time before she was ready to play in here but he would need to start testing her limits. Emptying a small decorative chest he began to repack it with the toys he had selected, as well as several restraints. His mind's eye imagined a few modifications he would need to make to his study which would become their temporary training room.
Taking the chest to his study he looked around and moved a few more things about. He hadn't shared his study with Shelly but she had known he was a Dominant when she came to live with him. She had enjoyed his playroom as much as he. Callie was still naïve in many ways but she would learn and he was happy to take it slowly with her. He had no doubt that she would enjoy the training as much as he did once this week and the court case was over and she signed his formal contract agreeing to stay with him for no less than 13 months.
Gathering the remaining bags from the table he made his way to her room. Letting the light shine in from outside the room he waited for his eyes to adjust before as quietly as possible putting her new clothes away. Unable to resist the girl he stood above her and stroked a finger lightly over her cheek trailing it down her throat and over her small breasts. Callie stirred but didn't open her eyes.
Padraic felt his cock stir again, 'fuck' he thought, 'this is the girl I have waited for.' With his cock growing harder with each stroke of his hand over her small body he pinched her nipple lightly, loving the answering whimper as her eyes fluttered and closed again.
Smiling he pinched the other nipple, "Daddy," she whimpered plaintively. He smiled as he attached the tweezer clamps and tightened them to the point they would hold without being overly painful. The bed was purposefully built higher than average so a girl would be made to climb into it and so it was thigh high for Padraic. One hand travelled tickling down her body to her hot wet cunt as the other slowly teasingly tightened the clamps further.
