“You’re doing so well today.” He said, and he handed me a glass of sweet tea.
“Ellen made that while you were sleeping. She seems to like you a lot. What do you think of her, baby?” He asked.
“I think she’s fine, Daddy…” I said, trailing off.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, waiting for me to explain, and I shifted from one foot to the other. I didn’t quite want to tell him.
“I like her a lot, Daddy. I just don’t like sharing you.” I said pouting, and he
laughed.
“Yes, but you like her and that’s a good thing. I think I’m going to share you more often, baby girl. I like seeing you moan for others.” He told me. I thought that I wouldn’t blush any more or that I’d get used to it, but it seemed like he’d continue to find new ways to make me blush. Daddy was good at that.
“Men too?” I squeaked out, and he just shook his head with a smile on his face.
“Maybe, sweetheart. I’ve really not decided yet. I do enjoy you like this, and I’m rather greedy.” Daddy said.
“I am thinking about it though.” He added, making me moan. I smiled a little bit as we went into the living room.
He sat down on the couch, pulling me to lay down beside him. My head was in his lap, and his fingers traced over my nipples, making them harden immediately. It was times like this that really made me feel like Daddy cares about me. He put on a movie that was just starting to come on, and I was sure that I would like it. I settled in to watch, but he continued to steal my attention away from the movie with how he tweaked my nipples, pinching and pulling on them just enough to cause me to squirm. My hand trailed down to touch myself, but he tsked at me. I looked up to see that Daddy was arching an eyebrow at me, shaking his head.
“No, no, baby girl. I don’t think that I told you that you could play with yourself.” He said. “Good girls don’t do that without permission.” Daddy teased me.
“But Daddy…” I protested weakly, but he shook his head.
“Hands down, baby. I know that you can be a good girl for me. I want you to get pleasure, but it should be when I want you to.” He told me, brushing my hair out of my eyes. It was such a tender movement, and yet I bit my bottom lip as his words sunk home. I didn’t want to disappoint Daddy, especially not while I was wearing his collar. So I just nodded.
“What was that, baby?” He asked.
“Yes, Daddy.” I said, and he smirked playfully down at me.
“Yes, Daddy what?” Daddy asked, prompting me to say more.
“Yes, Daddy I won’t play with myself until you tell me to.” I told him, blushing as I rushed the words out. Surprisingly they made me wet to say. Especially because I knew that they turned my Daddy on.
“Good girl. I’d hate to have to get you a chastity belt, sweetheart.” He told me, and I whimpered a little. Daddy turned my whimper into a moan quickly as he tweaked one nipple and then the other. I snuggled into him as he continued to massage my breasts. I knew that our time together was just starting, and my thoughts wandered back to Ellen. I wasn’t sure where she and I would lead, but I knew that Daddy liked her, and I was beginning to like her just as much. After all, she picked out this wonderful collar. I thought to myself. She even made me sweet tea. It seemed that she cared about me too. She could never care about me the same way that Daddy could, but I know that she’s trying. I thought before the commercial was over, and my attention was stolen to the TV.
Daddy settled down, his hand resting right on my breasts. It was a comfortable pressure, and every once in a while he’d give my breasts a playful squeeze. I didn’t want mother to come home any time soon. I just wanted to lay there with Daddy and not think of much else, and with his hand going from y breast to run his fingers through my hair, that’s exactly what I got. I was able to relax into him, feeling happier than before. I didn’t know what to expect from dinner, but I didn’t care what happened next. All that mattered was what was happening right here and right now.
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Chapter One
Daddy’s eyes followed me as I sat down at the table. He smiled coyly at me. I always noticed when his eyes lingered on me a bit longer than they did Amy, his actual daughter. He’d stare at me much more often than he did my mother Daniella, and even though there was a small part of me that thought that this wasn’t right, it also sent a thrill through me when he looked at me like he did. His smile seeming almost hungry, and I just couldn’t ignore it.
The way he glanced at everywhere the nightgown clung from my breasts to my ass stirred heat inside me in ways I knew was wrong…but it made me feel wanted…beautiful…powerful. There was a part of me, an inner voice, telling me to cover up, and yet another would tell me that I should have come down in something a little more daring. A little more see through. I never knew which to listen to. My stepdad, James, wouldn’t know what to do if I had come out in something more revealing than I usually did. Even now I could see he was turned on, and I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to chase the thoughts away, but they wouldn’t leave. “Do you want orange juice today?” Daddy asked me, and I smiled at him a little, looking up from my French toast.
“Yeah, sure.” I said, trying not to blush. I bit my bottom lip as he handed me the glass of orange juice. It had pulp. Just how I liked it, and it made me happy to know that he remembered.
“Not a problem.” He said, and I was going to say something else, but I realized I was staring too much. Amy came down, and the moment was ruined anyways.