This is dedicated to someone special. I shall name no names but you know who you are. Emmie xXxXx
The air was cool, as she slipped her dress from her slender shoulders. She looked towards the window and walked over, carefully shutting it then drawing the curtains. There was no need for her neighbours to see her private life. She turned back and slowly paced towards the phone. Picking it up she dialled the ten digit number he had given her. Her breathing became slightly more laboured as she heard the phone at the other end of the line ring. Suddenly the answer machine came on.
“The person you are calling is not at home, please leave a message after the tone or try again later….”
Trembling, she dialled the number again. Silently she prayed that he would answer, that he wouldn’t, that he would, wouldn’t, would. Desire ran through her veins, nerves playing havoc on her mind. Suddenly, someone picked up the line at the other end.
“Hello little one,” came his voice.
“Hello Daddy,” she answered.
“Have you been good for Daddy today little one?” he breathed.
“Yes Daddy,” she whispered, a slight tremor in her voice.
“Are you lying to Daddy, baby?” he quietly asked her. She didn’t reply. “I see. I think that someone needs to tell me exactly what a bad girl she has been. Don’t you?”
Still no reply.
“I expect you to answer me when I ask you a question baby.” His voice, quiet, yet demanding and annoyed.
“Yes Daddy” came her subdued reply.
“Good girl. Now tell me. What has my little girl done? Remember baby, don’t lie to me.”
Slowly, she takes a deep breath in……..then lets it slowly out.
“I have been a bad girl Daddy,” she whispers. “I didn’t go straight to sleep last night.”
He doesn’t say anything, lets the silence drag out.
“I lay there, thinking of all the naughty things you make me do. And my hand started playing with my pussy. I…”
“It’s not your pussy baby. Its MINE. Don’t ever forget that.” He interrupts.
“Yes Daddy, im sorry Daddy.”
“Good girl. Now carry on. What did my bad little girl do to my pussy?”
“I slid my fingers deep into it Daddy.” Embarrassment in her voice, at having to say words out loud.
His voice, silent.
“Then I pulled on the nipples on your titties Daddy, I was very bad, I pushed my fingers in and out of your pussy and slid my thumb over your clitty again and again until I made myself cum.” Her voice trembling, tears running down her face. Ashamed at have being so bad.
