Daddy had woken before his alarm, and with a smile, seeing his princess was still sound asleep. He lies watching her, both naked from the antics of the night before, knowing she was still leaking a mix of her own orgasm and his. Small bruises have appeared on her breasts from where he'd sucked and bitten her pale flesh, making his mark ever so slightly while her wrists show signs of the rope used for binding that she’d pulled on as she rode the waves of pleasure given to her.

He leans over and kisses her shoulder, making sure not to disturb her before travelling down her arms, kissing as he goes. As he gets to her hand, he holds it up and above her head, slowly cuffing it to the bedhead where it had been last night. Before the ropes were required and used. He smiles and thinks, 'If only she had listened and not fought.'

Careful not to wake her, he kisses back down to her neck before moving his head around and doing the same on the other side. Now she would be unable to push away from him. Daddy makes his way to the toy drawer and collects a selection of implements to wake his little one up. Now she wouldn’t be able to resist the incoming torment. He gets back to the bed and places the toys on his pillow.

She stirs, and Daddy moves to her side and caresses her face, whispering in a husky tone. "Hush, baby girl, it's okay; don’t pull on your restraints. I want to fuck you before work this morning and leave you wanting more for later."

He kisses her on her forehead and her nose, but deliberately skips her puckered lips. Before moving his assault to her neck. He continues travelling lower over her chest and onto her breasts, again covering the fresh bruises. Sucking and nibbling started to create a more prominent and deeper red patchwork. A firm reminder for his princess to whom she belongs.

Daddy moves to her nipples next, slowly kissing and licking around them before assaulting her senses with a tight pinching sensation as he closes clamps on her now hardened nipples. Awakening her body to the oncoming assault of pleasure.

Clamps attached, he moves and bends both legs at her knee. Slowly tied a piece of string from each little toe up to the clamp on each nipple. Baby girl moans and gets a stern glance before Daddy growls in a low, husky voice, "Don't move your feet, baby girl, or your nipples will be in pain from the strings pulling." Daddy moves from her breasts and slowly smiles against her thighs, kissing inches away from her already glistening pussy, the smell of arousal building once again.

"So eager for me, wet already, and I've hardly touched you." He growls, wearing his boyish grin at the same time. He travels with his tongue down her thigh and up to her knee. She gasps and moans as she tries to straighten her legs, the sting working their magic pulling the clamps on her nipples as they work into her hardening nubs. He spanks her pussy.

"Rules, baby," he reminds her. "You know each whimper gets you a pussy spank at play times."

After several minutes of torment and trailing his fingers and tongue up and down her thighs, watching her shift for more pressure and trying not to moan, he sinks two fingers into her. With a half scream, half moan, her core shatters into her first orgasm.

He smiles at her and shakes his head. "Looks like someone's just gained another five soft spanks..." She tries to respond but cannot finish the sentence as his thumb makes contact with her clit. He feels her wetness splash onto him as her second wave washes over her, making her back arch, fighting to keep her legs from straightening and closing her thighs so her daddy has access to her.

After each spank, she counts and says thank you as per her rules of playtime. On the fourth spank, he sinks two fingers back into her aching pussy. She arches her back as he slowly slides in and out of her, circling her clit with his thumb.

Daddy slides his fingers from her and makes his needy girl taste herself. "You’re a hungry baby, aren't you, this morning?" He says as he removes them from her mouth and pulls the strings between her toes and nipple. She is good, and no noise comes from her just a deep inhale of breath followed by gasps of oxygen.

He finishes her pussy spanks, watching as her wet folds grow puffier and wetter... She realises with wide eyes she hasn’t counted but says thank you, so it starts again. Daddy with a big smile and baby girl with a look of guilt as she realises what’s happening—just as the first impact connects to her wetness.

Slap

"ONE!!"

Slap

"TWO…"

Slap... She counts to five this time, like a good play toy.

Daddy glances at the clock and realises that he needs to shower, ready for work. He stands and tilts her head up, kissing her deeply, tongues fighting. He tastes his baby girl on her own lips, leaving them both breathless. Daddy moves to grab Lush and slides it in, already buzzing, into her dripping pussy with ease.

"I'm going for a shower, baby girl. Lush is on a twenty minute pattern for your pleasure. Do not cum, or you’ll stay like this all day, being edged every half an hour until the battery dies." They’re both silent as he enters the ensuite; apart from his feet padding across the floor, the pattern must be doing its job, as all he can hear is soft moans of pleasure coming from his play toy behind him.

He finishes his shower and heads back into the bedroom. Stopping to stand and watch his princess as she squirms, whispering to herself, "Do not cum; fuck, I need to cum. He's a bastard." He moves closer and asks if she did as Daddy asked. Her response is very high-pitched "Yes, daddy," her eyes locking with his.

"Good girl, I knew you’d manage."

He stops the Lush pattern. Irritating his princess more as she was on the verge of exploding, she tries to stomp her feet, forgetting they’re attached to her nipples, before giving a yelp of pain as they tug sharply. Suddenly, Lush buzzed back to life—a different pattern chosen. This time it's high vibrations only.

He growls in her ear. "If you come before I'm dressed for work, you stay here all day bound, filled and unsatisfied until the battery runs out." With that, he kisses her nose and moves to his closet to dress.

He listens as she squirms and moans, pulling on her nipple clamps each time she reaches her edge or orgasm. Climbing higher. "Control baby," he reminds her. "Stay still, and you’ll stop the pain and ride the pleasure."

He pulls on his shorts, followed by his t-shirt due to this being a casual dress down day as he’s working from home with no meetings scheduled. Knowing full well he’s being watched the entire time, his baby girl wanting him to either come back and fuck her like the slut she is, leaving her leaking him all day again, or to growl the command of cum, letting her explode as she so desperately needs to. To no avail, nothing happened how she wanted, and she carried on being tormented by the Lush pattern.

He now stood fully dressed in front of her, then grabbed her thighs and slid her down the bed as far as her arms would allow. He unzips his fly, letting his manhood pop out while her eyes widen at the sight of him, already hard. Before asking, "Does my baby girl deserve this before Daddy goes to work for the day?" The whimpering answer came back from the squirming mess on the bed with a pouty smile: "Yes, daddy, please fuck me. I’m always your good girl." Daddy could see how wet she is.

He slides a finger up and over her pussy before lifting to his lips and tasting her, watching her watch him. He grasps Lush and slowly pulls it from within her, turning it off. Placing it on baby girls' lips to suck and clean. She does hungrily. Pleasing him, "You taste amazing, don't you?" he asks.

He moves back between her legs, her arms still stretched up to the bedhead. He watches as she lies helpless, eyes watching her lover now as she needs the release so desperately. Daddy grabs his hard cock and slowly slides it up and down her slick entrance, making her hips move with a rhythm. "Stay still, baby, or you don't get it." He growls while staring into her eyes. She stops straight away with a whine and an eye roll that makes Daddy laugh. As she does, he slides fully into her, forcing a moan to escape from her lips.

Her body betrays her as she cums instantly, hips bucking to feel every moment of it and screaming as the pleasure has been building what feels like eternity. He feels her walls contract around his still hardening length, still bucking his hips to allow her to feel every sensation. "Your body owes me an hour of corner time with the flogger and plugged for not asking, baby girl." He growls as he moves hard and fast again, not letting her body rest for a single second after her climax.

Making baby girl build again around him. She feels her daddy thicken as he climbs to his own release. Moaning and begging for another orgasm as she reaches her edge. "Don't you dare cum until I say. You've already been greedy and taken one without permission." He reminds her. He keeps her on that edge, groaning and working for it. A smile appears on her face, knowing she’s loving being her daddy's little fuck toy before work, and not for the first time.

Daddy doesn't stop; instead, he grabs her clamps by the string and tugs, pulling her breasts down and pulling her nipples, adding the erotic torture. She moans something incoherent as one of the clamps finally springs free. Then a whimper and scream at the biting pleasure and pain; he doesn't stop pulling. The second clamp comes free, and she falls over the edge again. Just as her daddy explodes into her—with a final thrust of his hips and a growl of her name. He fills her with his hot seed, lungs burning, lips fighting each other as they both gasp for air.

Daddy stops and lets his princess ride the wave of pleasure before they both start calming and coming back to earth. After a minute or two, he slides away from her and moves to her mouth. "Open," he instructs, and she does so willingly. Grabbing her water bottle from the pillow next to her, he slides the straw of her bottle into her mouth and asks her to drink.

She does, wondering when he had refilled it in the bathroom when he showered. Gulping down the unexpectedly and pleasantly fresh, cold-water daddy has provided. Meanwhile, her eyes remain fixated on her favourite toy as it softens, smiling slightly knowing that he, along with his perfect cock, is all hers.

Daddy places his manhood back into his pants, causing a soft pout to appear on his baby girls’ lips. He leans down and kisses her softly. The kiss deepens before their tongues lock, and the heavy breathing starts again, baby girl moaning at Daddy’s unprovoked attack in her mouth, building her back up to a state of arousal as they taste each other.

He breaks the kiss and rests his nose on hers as their breathing slows, kissing her once more softly before reaching up and undoing the restraints.

"Good morning, baby girl," he says with a smile on his lips. "I need to go to work; I shall issue your Saturday instructions when I get there. For now, rest till 9:00 am, then shower. I've laid your clothes out on the bathroom chair; make sure you wear them all day. Along with your day collar, please."

A last kiss and he is gone, a small pout of unhappiness appearing on her face.