The Exhibition (DARK EROTICA SERIES)

“Oh, Daddy…” I moaned, trailing off.

Daddy started to move his fingers in and out of me, and I clenched around his fingers. He pushed them further inside of me, and I could feel my wetness starting to drip down to my inner thighs as he continued. I groaned, letting my eyes flutter closed as I bucked my hips a little to meet his thrusting fingers. I could feel myself building up into an orgasm, and I bit my bottom lip to keep from crying out too much.

My body shook as I tried to keep from coming, but Daddy leaned down to place soft, gentle kisses on my cheek. Daddy trailed kisses down my jaw and then over my neck. A shiver ran through me, and with his fingers still thrusting, hard and slow I couldn’t help but to spasm once more, moaning as I came loudly around his fingers. He stilled them inside me before Daddy started to withdraw them.

“Such a good girl.” Daddy told me, making me shiver a little as I opened my eyes. I didn’t remember the kitchen being that bright, but a pleasurable tingling had taken hold of my entire body. I blushed, realizing how hard Daddy had made me come. I nodded, smiling at the compliment. His hands went to my hips before he slowly picked me up off of the cool counter, sitting me down on my feet. I shivered when my bare feet hit the cool tile, and Daddy placed a comforting hand on my shoulder.

“I have to go buy a few things.” Daddy told me.

“Aww.” I said, clearly dismayed that he was leaving, but this didn’t seem to deter him. He placed a gentle kiss on my temple after pulling me close.

“I’ll be back.” He told me. “You find a way to relax, and I’ll be back. I’m sure you’re going to like the things I’m getting.” He reassured me before leaving me in the house alone.

I hadn’t had the house all to myself before, but I knew that no one would be getting mad at me no matter where I went. My eyes turned to the master bedroom, and so I went in there. I wanted to creep. Even though Daddy had let me in, going in without him seemed almost wrong. I curled up into the bed. .after coming, I was quite tired, but I would never want to admit to it. Laying my head on the pillow, it was just like I thought it’d be. His scent was everywhere, and I started to drift off to sleep. After all, anyone could use a nap from time to time.

Chapter Eight

When Daddy got back from the store, I know he found me curled up on his bed because that’s exactly how he woke me. I worried for a moment that he’d be mad, and I gave him a look of concern. Despite him shaking me awake, Daddy wasn’t mad at all. It was obvious that he found the situation a little amusing by the way that the left corner of his mouth tugged upward a little and he smiled at me.

“You can sleep here as much as you want when no one else is here, darling. As much as you want. In fact, I’d love it if you slept here with me all this week.” He told me, helping me to sit up as he pulled me to his chest.

I wrapped my arms around Daddy, giving him a hug. When I pulled away, I noticed the two black bags beside him, and I gave him an odd look. I don’t know why the bags were black, and my natural curiosity started to take hold. It was all I could do to keep from reaching out and dumping out the contents just to see what that black plastic was hiding. Seeing my avid look of curiosity, Daddy laughed before taking one. The first thing he pulled out was a vibrator. It wasn’t that I hadn’t seen one before, but I hadn’t seen one in person. I wanted to look away, but I was far too fascinated.

“There will be times I can’t play, and I want to make sure that my little girl is taken care of.” He told her, handing me the pink vibrator. It was shaped like a cock, and she knew it was roughly his size. The bright pink threw her off a little bit, but seeing the knob I realized that there were different speeds I could set it at. Despite only wanting him at the moment, I was curious.

“Se

ven speeds, and it’s rechargeable.” He told me, pulling out the box that it came in. I saw the power cord, and I smiled a little more. There would be no reason to try to hide how many batteries I went through that way. The next thing he pulled out took me a little more by surprised than I was expecting.

“A glass ball gag.” He said, and I had never seen a ball gag before. I had seen it in a video once, and it had always fascinated me, but it wasn’t something that I was ever going to tell anyone. That’s for sure, but it was black and slick looking. The one I had seen had been made out of rubber.

“In case I can’t have you getting too loud, but the straps are suede, so it shouldn’t cause any discomfort. It’s small enough for your mouth, but it’ll fit securely.

The glass will make sure that you can’t bite down, so you won’t hurt your teeth.” Daddy explained to me, and it was obvious that he had put in a lot of work thinking about it. I gave him an odd look, but he was grinning now. He paid no attention to my curiosity as he pulled out a blindfold. It was silky and black, quite like a few of the ties that I had bought him over the year. Next came a coil of rope that was red. Daddy called it bondage rope, but he gave me no further explanation. I had never asked what bondage was, and my heart started to pound, but the dampness between my legs made me realize that it wasn’t pounding just from fear. The next thing he pulled out was toy cleaner, which had somehow managed to get to the bottom of the bag, and he pulled out throat numbing spray as well. It was supposed to taste like strawberries, but I doubted it.

“I hope you’re looking forward to trying these out as much as I am.” Daddy told me, and I smiled.

“Yes. I am, Daddy.” I said, and he grinned.

“How about you put your vibrator on the charger and we do, hmm? I have something I didn’t pull out yet, and we need to go grocery shopping.” He told me, and so I did what he asked.

When I came back, he pulled back a small pair of panties that I knew would fit me snugly. They were pink, but they had almost a string of pearls down the center where the crotch would go. I gave him an odd look, and he laughed, slipping them on me. The pearls nestled between my lips and my ass cheeks. I made a small mewling sound of pleasure as I shifted my weight and they pulled tight against me, teasing my holes and my clit at the same time.

“I can’t wear these out.” I protested to Daddy meekly, but he tsked at me, shaking his head.

“Now, now. I don’t want to hear that. I know you can be a good girl.” Daddy said patting my cheek, and I had no interest in disappointing him. I nodded again, wondering how I’d get through this shopping trip.

Chapter Nine

Getting through the shopping trip was as hard as I had expected, but I didn’t want to stop either. Daddy smiled at me in the best way. I just smiled back, but walking caused the pearl beads to rub in just the right way, making my wetness drip down to my inner thighs, as I bit my bottom lip. I tried to shake the thoughts away, but even as Daddy helped me out of the car, I wondered if I’d be getting out of this at all without coming right there in front of everyone. The shopping trip itself was rather uneventful.

Daddy made sure to pick up everything we needed, and for that I was grateful. I knew that I couldn’t do it. I could barely concentrate on one foot in front of the other. No less anything else. When we were at the checkout, he looked at me, ruffling my hair a little. A blush creeped over my cheeks as Daddy picked out something for me to eat. I chose just a basic chocolate bar, and he slipped it into the basket to be rung up with everything else he had picked out. I looked over it all, realizing that it was to make nachos. For some reason, it felt even more embarrassing that I hadn’t realized what he was picking up before now. My mind just wasn’t able to process anything but the feeling of tension and need building up inside of me.

“You did really good baby girl.” He told me when we got in the car, and I beamed at him as he handed me the bar of chocolate.

“Thank you.” I told him, and Daddy smiled a little more, switching the radio on so that I had something to listen to while I ate my treat.

I was never as thankful that we lived close by the grocery store as I was today. I wanted to get home. My fingers were itching to relieve the tension that had built up inside of me, and I could tell that Daddy was excited as well. It was in the way that his eyes kept glancing at me, lingering on me as I shivered. He helped me out of the car, and we went inside the house. Daddy nearly slammed the door in excitement, causing me to startle. I walked with him to the kitchen as he put everything up, and the smile seemed like it’d never leave Daddy’s face. He put away the groceries before turning to me, quirking a brow with a mischievous look on his face.