Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 210(@250wpm)___ 175(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 210(@250wpm)___ 175(@300wpm)
“Yeah, princess. You’re funny. But I’m about to fuck that cherry flavored smirk right off your face.”
She twirls on her toes, wiggling her butt as it spins by with only a thread of black lace in the crack of her cheeks. I’m practically tearing my shirt off, then whipping my belt from my pants as I kick my shoes off leaving me in my pants and nothing else.
“Well, if you don’t want me to be funny, what do you want me to be?” she asks, biting into her bottom lip.
Jesus. She’s a miracle.
I strip off my socks, practically falling over as my erection throws my center of gravity off, then recover as I focus on the way the translucent black fabric is giving her the cutest fucking camel toe. I see her. The real her.
“Well, little girl, let’s play pretend.” I battle my pants and briefs down over my angry swollen johnson, stepping forward naked as her eyes tell me she knows I’m about to call her cute little bluff. “I want my daughter to give me a show. You’re my favorite actress, so, I’m going to tell you how to act, and you do it.”
“Isn’t that what we’ve been doing?”
She’s tough and sharp and uses her dry humor to put people in their place, but not me. I know what my baby needs and I’m a strong enough man to give it to her.
“This is a little different. I like obedience, you should know that already. So, you do as I say. Down on all fours.” I snap at the floor in front of me, pleasure pealing inside of me as her eyes fill with confusion. “Now,” I add with another snap which breaks her momentary trance. “And lose the lollipop. Your mouth is going to be busy with something else.”
She tosses the lollipop, then lowers her supple curves down onto her knees, the straps on the backs of her thighs indenting in the flesh of her ass as the weight of her tits falls forward in the front of the black bra.
From the thrill in her brown eyes, my little spitfire likes to be ordered around just like I figured. She’s had to be tough and run her world, but deep inside, she longs for someone to take away that responsibility and that someone is me.
A heated smile decorates her crimson lips as she locks her elbows. Her shoulders shift back, chin up with her teeth in her bottom lip, waiting for my next command.
“That’s my good girl.” I step forward in a slow circle around her, admiring every angle, then reach down to stroke her hair from front to back a few times before resuming my position in front of her.
My dick stands tall, weeping at the sight as it begs to unburden itself from the painful throbbing in my nuts. But all that spunk is going directly into her womb this time.
“You like that necklace?”
“Yes.”
“Did you realize it was a collar?”
She pinches her brow on a squint. “I thought it was a choker. There’s a difference.”
I nod at her fire. “There is, but it is in fact a collar. That’s a symbol of ownership.” I stall, reaching down to try to soothe the pain in my dick with a few strokes, lubing up the head with the stream of precum dripping from the slit. “Now crawl here.”
I nod at the spot in front of my feet.
She doesn’t move, as I expected. My pulse turns to rapid fire as she challenges me with her eyes.
“You can’t own people. That’s slavery and I’m sure you realize that’s illegal.” She tosses her head back, making her tits jiggle as the pink of her nipples does battle with the top edge of lace on the cups of the bra.
“Your father does not need a lecture from a little girl on legalities. I’m quite aware of the law and I’m quite aware that I break it often, if and when it suits me. As my daughter, your job is to do as I say. You can do that, can’t you?”
She gives that a moment of consideration before she shifts her weight on her knees, bringing one forward, then a hand, then a knee back and forth until she’s cat crawling forward, making my heart fucking sing.
“That’s a pretty little kitty. You are a good actress.” My dick twitches and I fight away the fear that I’ll never get myself all the way inside her. “Now, sit up like you’re begging, and pant… You’re a dog now. You like dogs don’t you, baby?”
Another moment of hesitation, but it resolves faster this time and pride swells in my chest when she shifts back onto her heels, hands up like little paws and her tongue lays out over her bottom lip.
Pant, pant, pant.
Her cheeks flush a deep red that matches her lipstick as she acts the part and this man that’s here with her isn’t the man that walked into her house the day before yesterday. I’m having fucking fun.