Possessive Daddy (Yes, Daddy 8) - Page 26

It’s crude and simple, but I think it’s going to be very effective…and get lots and lots of use for years to come.

I rub my thumb over her clit, her knees digging into the mat as she leans back, trying to get my thumb to impale her. “Not yet, honey. And it’s not that type of surprise.”

“Tell me, Daddy. Tell me what it is.”

“You’re starting to be naughty and a little bratty. Do you want your prize or do you want to be punished?”

“Both, Daddy. I want both.”

I bring my hand down on her ass cheeks and she lurches forward, moaning in response.

I move around to the wall and take the rope from the hook, moving back towards her and I tie the knots around her chest, shoulders, and hands…the knots I’ve been practicing all day long so I’d be ready.

And thankfully I get it right on the first time.

“Dadd

y, should I be scared?”

“Are you scared?”

“A little,” she nods.

“If you want to quit just say the word and I’ll rip this blindfold off, untie you and unchain you right away. Then I’ll hold you in my arms and make you a hot chocolate to drink.”

“Maybe…we can have hot chocolate later.”

“You’re saying you want to continue?”

She nods.

“I need to hear the words, honey. I need complete consent, but only if that’s exactly what you want.”

“I want it, Daddy. I trust you and I want this experience.”

“Good girl.” I run my hands over the top of her head and move back to the wall, grabbing the other end of the rope, the middle portion perfectly in place above the pulley wheel.

“It’s time for your gift,” I say, moving in closer. “Can you guess what it is?”

“A pony?”

“No,” I reply, trying my hardest not to laugh.

“Glitter?”

“Even better. Something you can put in your mouth. Something you can…suck on.”

“A lollipop?”

“Daddy’s lollipop,” I correct.

I swing my fist in a circle a few times, the rope tightening around it. And then I slowly guide the rope down, her face nearing my erection which is pointing straight to the ceiling.

“I don’t smell it or taste it, Daddy.”

“Get ready,” I warn.

Very carefully I lower her until her lip grazes the tip. Like a hungry baby bird in its nest, she lurches forward bobbing for my dick like apples in a bucket at the fair, taking the crown in her mouth and sucking it hard before I jerk my body back. “No teeth!”

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