This is a work of fiction. All characters are over eighteen years of age.
Hi, I'm Brigid! I'm here to tell you all about the fun and games I have with my slave, Daddy!
Let's see, I'm twenty three, strawberry blonde, blue eyes. I'm only five two and I have pretty big knockers. People always assume I'm an airhead because I'm a good natured, happy person, and I'll usually go along with the crowd. That's fine with me, I like being underestimated. I'm both smarter and stronger than I look.
Now my Daddy on the other hand, he's a big guy. Six two, built like a brick outhouse, but he's a real pussycat. I have him wrapped around my little finger, just the way I want.
In public it looks like you would think; Daddy puts up resistance at first but I bat my eyelashes and he gives in. In private, well, that's another matter.
See, two years ago I caught my father masturbating with a pair of my panties. He broke down, told me he'd been fantasizing over his daughter for years now. He begged me not to tell anyone. And I... was interested.
Men don't seem to date me for long, they all say I'm too aggressive sexually. Ha. What they mean is that they don't want a woman with a sex drive higher than theirs. I rarely got all the sex I wanted. So I had an idea.
I told Daddy that I'd keep his naughty secret, and go one better, I'd fuck him. But only on my terms. Oh, you should have seen the look on his face, hope shining like a beacon. Maybe he thought once I'd fucked him I'd fall for him or something dumb like that. Not a chance.
I told my father that he could fuck me. All he had to do in return, was be my personal slave. He'd take over all the housework, in private he was to dress as I instructed, obey all my sexual commands, and whatever else I felt like. Otherwise his love of my dirty panties was going public.
He agreed right away. He really had no idea what a strong woman his daughter was before all this, poor guy. Oh but don't worry, I'm a good Mistress to my slave.
Take yesterday. I got home from work to see the house clean and dinner smelling wonderful. Daddy greeted me at the door in his apron and slippers and nothing else, as instructed. I gave him a passionate kiss to get his cock hard and gave it a big squeeze with a half-twist. Daddy's got a decent sized cock at least, seven inches and a bit.
He took my briefcase and shoes, I went up to change. Last night I wore a babydoll nightie, pink with little hearts, and no panties, just to tease my slave. After dinner, I had a whiskey while Daddy did the dishes; I liked staring at his butt as he stood at the sink. Once clean up was done I let Daddy have a drink as well while we watched a movie, Daddy rubbing my feet on the couch.
Once the movie got boring I started rubbing my feet over Daddy's cock, getting him hard. I had him keep watching the movie while I slid my soles over his hard-on. Daddy knows better by now than to cum before I tell him to, I love to tease him.
Once I got him to the boiling point I backed off and watched Daddy suffer for a bit, really wanting to cum but without permission to even touch himself. I made him face front and watch the television while I watched his cock jerk and twitch in his lap.
I'd made Daddy get a prescription for Cialis, he takes one every night to keep his cock hard for me. So once I get him hard I don't have to work too much to keep him that way, it's fun for me and sweet torture for him.
So while Daddy watched the TV, dick hard in his lap, I stretched my arms over my head to bring my breasts up. I spread my legs open as well, baring my shaved kitty. Daddy was trying so hard to get a good look without turning away from the TV, I almost felt sorry for him.
Languidly I lifted the hem of the babydoll and pinched a nipple. Mmm, delicious. With the other hand I stroked my inner thighs, coming closer and closer to my cunt. I never took my eyes off Daddy, making sure he was obedient.
I hefted my tit and squeezed, the sensations made my hips roll and my kitty gush. I brought a tit to my mouth, sucked my hard nipple through my nightie. God that felt great. Daddy's face was all red, his head was facing the TV but he was watching me out of the corner of his eye.
"Slave. Look at me." I smiled at how fast Daddy obeyed that one. His dick was still iron hard, starting to ooze precum. Once I had his attention I shoved two fingers into my wet kitty, moaning and spreading my legs even further.
"Slave. What are you?" I was playing with my tits again, looking at Daddy's hard-on.
"I'm a cock for your pleasure, Mistress," answered my slave. "A mouth for your cunt. An ass for you to peg. Mistress may I please touch myself?" Daddy got all the answers right but he knows better than to ask that yet, it's far too early in the game.
"No, bad slave." I kept stirring my honeypot, Daddy's eyes riveted to my pussy. I was about to cum, first of the night, first of many. "Now watch me cum, slave Daddy!" I gasped. My nips crinkled tight and my kitty sucked at my fingers, I was hunching my hips up, putting on a show.
Daddy's hand was white where he grabbed the arm of the couch, he was almost panting. I knew he loved it, loved being teased and disciplined by his adult daughter in exchange for sex. His cock-head was almost purple, it was shiny with precum, pulsing in his lap.
I came quickly and brought my fingers to my lips, licking them clean of my juices as Daddy watched helplessly. Then I stood. I got right in front of Daddy, so my kitty was bumping his nose. I looked down at the top of Daddy's head and asked him, "Would my slave like to lick my kitty?"
Daddy moaned his affirmative. "No slave, answer me out loud, use your words." I wanted to hear him say it.
"May I please lick your kitty, Mistress?" Daddy said, his voice strained. He was trying so hard not to cum, the poor thing. I might have given him a quick suck or fondle had he not talked back earlier.
"Do you think you deserve it, slave Daddy? Asking permission to touch yourself so early in the night? I think you're a naughty Daddy." I shoved my cunt into his face, I was hot, juicy. I grabbed the back of his head and shoved him into my crotch. I could feel his hot moist breath tickle my clit as he tried to remain motionless.
"Tell me," I panted,"are you a naughty Daddy?" I was grinding myself against his face, rubbing my clit on his nose. I knew he was dying to taste me, lick my sweetness, that would come later.
His voice was muffled as he answered, "Yes, I'm a naughty Daddy." I humped his nose with my clit once, twice, and I came again, mashing Daddy's head against me until he almost suffocated, getting weak in the knees, throwing my head back, mmm, it was even better this time.
I got my breath back and made myself another drink. Daddy didn't deserve another one. "Let's go, slave, if you want to fuck me tonight, better hurry!" I said as I led the way to the master bedroom.
Daddy beat me there, throwing open the doors so I didn't even have to break stride as I walked in. Hm, okay, bonus point for that. The bed was turned down, lighting low, a pleasant incense perfumed the air.
I shed my babydoll, leaving it for Daddy to pick up, and climbed onto the bed. "Well slave Daddy, get your tongue over here. If you want an orgasm tonight that is." I always ended up fucking Daddy, he's got a really nice cock, but why tell him that?
