He watches She sleeps He guards She rests He stares She stirs He moves She smiles He caresses She stretches He traces She parts He touches She writhes He leans She gasps He explores She tingles He licks She stiffens He kisses She moans He tastes She shudders He delves She cries He laps She convulses He thrusts She explodes He smiles She relaxes He embraces She sighs He withdraws She flutters He watches She sleeps

Do you need to cum, babygirl? No dear, I am fine. When did you cum, babygirl? Last night, my dear. Were you thinking of me, babygirl? Of course, my darling. It had been so very long, And I had awoke to your comment. I couldn't restrain, my dear. My body ached for you. I needed to cum repeatedly. Again and again. I needed more, Maybe a third. Myself and two males. This would be new. You don't like that idea. There are thos...

Thick froth is smeared on the upper lip of kittens pout,  With Daddy looking down upon her. Her posture is too perfect Slender back with arches of hips to knead and grind. Her hair is tousled. his grasp, on her cheek is heartwarming Warm now, Two minutes ago Daddy slapped her... hard. His cock slowly rippling  as his eyes comforted her smile. Soft whispers and whimpers  Heavy sounding like bass drum... Waves of tears flow...

She awoke with a smile like she always does, Ready to greet the day She stretched... Manipulating her muscles to lift and rest, Lift and rest, She always wiggled her sinewy form When she stretched, You could see her energy flowThrough her fingertips and down to her trained ballet toes Sitting upright, Hair a mess, The moonlight was bright in her room. Windows open and curtains swaying, It was like her eyes, jumped and twi...

I rolled over and opened my eyes, expecting to see Daddy's handsome, restful face, but I snapped awake when I saw that resting on his pillow instead was the thick, wooden frat paddle. I blinked awake and ran my hand over its smooth surface. Daddy rarely used it on me and I did a quick memory scan to try to find some infraction that would warrant punishment with it. I felt I had been good lately. I had done my chores and m...

She asked if she was still "Your babygirl," and you seemed confused as to why she asked. You had only mentioned it once earlier in the day, and you usually say so it much more. She has come to be very attracted to hearing it. It takes her to a safe place; she is unsure how to describe it. She gets a warmth in her chest, like a flutter, but not. A heat that spreads, like liquid spilled, how it slowly rolls, consuming the d...

Her Daddy walked in wearing a suit. He smiled at her and draped his jacket over his shoulder as he crossed the flat languidly. She was wearing a tight black cocktail dress, big black heels, and blood red lipstick. She let out a breathy tune as she begin to sing 'Happy Birthday Mr. President' in a raspy voice while she walked over to him, taking his jacket and handing him a glass of whiskey. He chuckled and pulled her agai...

I squeezed Daddy’s dick between my breasts. Daddy’s dick was hard and warm and my breasts embraced him lovingly. It felt so wonderful to have the World’s Best Cock nestled between the caress of my tits. My cunt began to drool at the sensation. I moaned and... “Goofy.” Daddy’s bass voice shook me out of my dream. I blinked up at him and saw that he was hugging a steaming cup of coffee to his chest. Still a little disorient...

The girl sat at her Daddy's feet under his desk as he worked away tirelessly. Her arms were wrapped around one of his calves in a soft embrace with her cheek pressed gently against his knee. He let her sit like this only if she promised to be quiet without disturbing him. He had been working for several hours straight, and the girl knew with his workaholic tendencies he was just getting started. She sighed as his fingers...

The girl stood by the door lightly chewing on the nail of her middle finger. She was wearing a low-cut floral sundress accented by a snug fitting white sweater. The dress fanned out and hit just above the knee hugging her frame tighter as it went up to draw attention to her waist and shapely curves. Her legs were adorned with white knee high hose, and her feet were pushed into shiny black mary janes. She felt a bit silly...

As Daddy laughed with Robbie in the front room, I knelt in the corner of the kitchen with the plug in my ass. The word “switching” echoed in my ears. Daddy had promised to switch me for not asking permission to stand or walk minutes earlier when I had retrieved a beer for Robbie. My heart beat fast as I anticipated my punishment. I heard their voices lower and I heard them quiet as Daddy walked Robbie to the door. The fro...

“Krystenah, come down here, please.” I bounced down the stairs when Daddy called. I had just thrown on a tank top and skirt and was toweling my hair off from the shower. “Yes, Daddy?” I looked into Daddy’s still face. My heart began to slowly fall inside my chest. “I asked you to clean the floor, did I not? “Yes, Daddy, I--” He held up his hand. “But I’m looking at my floor and it’s still dirty. Was I not clear, Babygirl?...

I hadn't heard Daddy leave, so I awoke with a start when I heard his ringtone. "Daddy?" I croaked into the phone. "Good Morning, Goofgirl!" He sang back at me. My heart felt a little lighter at the sound of his voice, but my body felt like it was weighed down with sand bags. "Still tired from yesterday, my Slut?" He asked me cheerfully. "MMMhmmmm," I moaned, remembering. Daddy hadn't been pleased with the job I had done o...

It was Saturday and Daddy had been reviewing the entries in my food diary when the waitress came by and asked if we wanted to have some dessert. Daddy flipped to today’s entry which revealed that I had a sweet treat at lunch. I knew the rule: only one treat a day WHEN AND ONLY WHEN Daddy approved it beforehand. I also knew that I wanted the chocolate cake pictured on the menu. "Can I?" I asked. Daddy crinkled his forehead...