Pet

Its almost 11pm and the children are asleep... You send me to Your room and as I go You tell me to be a good pet. I know what You mean and I smile as I walk away. Up the stairs I am biting my lip in anticipation. I love nights like these...

First I strip off my clothes and place my collar on along with the leash. Then kneeling on my knees hands on my legs palms up I wait for You to come in. After what seems like ages, You finally walk through the door. My head drops and my eyes are to the floor. You walk up to me and pets the top of my head...

Snapping Your fingers twice I start unbuttoning Your pants, letting them fall to the floor. I start kissing Your stomach and I feel Your hand on my head again. I kneel back so You can sit on the bed. I immediately start taking off Your boots and socks. Taking Your pants and tossing them over my shoulder somewhere. Crawling between Your knees I start kissing Your neck as I slowly start to unbutton Your shirt. Tossing it over my shoulder. Caressing Your chest as I slowly start inching my way back to the floor. My mouth reaches Your cock... Your hand grabs my hair and You pull me off. When I wrench my head up to see Your face I see that You have that evil look in Your eyes.... OK so now I don’t know what to think.

You pull me so I am kneeling again and tell me to close my eyes... When I do I feel something cold across my chest. Than a sharp pinch on each nipple. ~SNAP~ I feel a sharp slap to my already sore nipples. ~SNAP SNAP~ Holy shit that hurts... I hear You whisper its OK to cry but not OK to make a noise. Tears start to fall down my face... I cant figure out what Your using and at this point I don’t care as long as it stops stinging.... ~SNAP SNAP~ With tears streaming down my face You remove my blind fold...

“I want you to see whats coming, but you had better not move.” “Yes Master.” With another pat on my head You start to tie my hands behind my head. You push me down onto the bed and I see You pick up the pretty red and black flogger. All I can think of is how badly this is going to hurt. You start to flog my back. You say “that’s a pretty shade of pink”. Than You move down to my bare bottom. But what I feel isn’t the flogger but that damned paddle. The big one with the leather handle. ~SMACK~ I suck in my breath real fast. Tears streaming down my face, I feel like I cant breath. You turn me over...

Oh my gosh why did You have to turn me over? I see a switch in one hand and the flogger in the next. You start switch my nipples again ~SNAP SNAP~ well holy hell!! I know what that was from before... that switch just might have to disappear. “My property, my colors.” Just thin You flog my stomach. It starts turning a bright red. The heat building, just as You switch my nipples again. The more I gasp the harder You get. You crawl on top of me. Your hand slowly starts clamping around my neck. My breathing getting shallower and shallower. You move my legs around You. Your hand getting tighter I feel my eyes roll to the back of my head, I feel You slide in.

You start to wake me up pulling on the nipple clamps. The new pain startles me back to reality. Your deep in my pussy and Your hand still very tight against my throat. You pull out just so than slam back in. oh my gosh it hurts to enough to make the pleasure even more exciting. Pulling the nipple clamps as You slam in again. Over and over. The pain mixing with pleasure, Your cock feels like heaven. I start to beg You to pull more. I beg You to allow me to cum. “You want to do what slut?” I beg You more for more pain and to allow me to cum. I start wiggling around and the pain starts to get worse. The more I move the more it hurts, so I move even more. You tighten Your hold on my neck. You stop pulling on the nipple clamps. Whispering in my ear “stop fucking moving”. “Yes Master” I gasp out. You continue to slam into my pussy.

All of a sudden You pull out and start to slap my face. You have a knife at my inner thigh. Dragging it across my thighs. You look into my eyes. “Cum now and cum hard and don’t stop till I tell You too”. All at once You bite down on my clit. The knife on my inner thigh. I cum as hard as I can. I hear You moan.

You stand up. “stop cumming and get to Your knees”. As I get up on my knees. My head spinning. You grab my hair forcing me onto Your cock. “Swallow like Your life depends on it bitch.” I swallow hard, Your moaning as I start sucking on Your cock. You quickly release the nipple clamps.
Untie my hands. And slowly lay me down.

With my body in sensory over drive, You make sweet passionate love to me. You make love till I cant cum anymore and than until You cum again.

As I fall asleep in Your arms I scarcely hear You say “I love you My pet.”

Fate

Stumbling through the thickets and thorns, the hill of her pumps got stuck in the hollow of a fallen tree. Cursing and fighting to get her foot unstuck, she finally gave up and untied her $100 dollar high hills. Leaving them behind was far less important than getting away.

How did she get herself mixed up with that guy? He was pushy and a all around creep. Then expecting her to do him and his friends? Who did he think he was? Now shes running around in some stupid woods to get away... CRACK! What was that? She turns to see what it was. Not seeing what was there, she turns and runs again.

She runs and runs till she thinks her heart cant take anymore. She turns to see if they are following. Pulling her cell out, realizing there's not signal out in... where is she anyway? There's another noise... she turns to run and wham she runs into a tree. Or was it? Looking up she sees that she ran into a man. A big strong dark haired dark eyed man.

Holding out His hand, He offers to help her up. “Didn't mean to frighten you miss.” A female in the middle of the woods. What were those damned kids doing? “Are you OK miss?” Helping her to her feet, He realized that she smelled like flowers. What is that rosemary? With a hint of honey?

“Please Sir do You have a phone I can use? Or even something to get me back to the city so I can use my cell?” she looked up at Him, tears threatening to fall. This man smells like trees and sunshine, she thought. “Can I at least have Your name Sir?”

“My name doesn't matter, You may call me Sir.” He hands her his coat, maybe that will settle her nerves. “Are You out here because of that kid that lives on the other side of the woods? And yes I have a land line at My house. Do you feel comfortable coming with Me, um I don't know your name miss?”

“Yes Sir, and my name is Becca.” It's not cold, or is He just being friendly? “may I use Your phone Sir?” If He doesn't get moving I am going to crawl into His lap and just hide in His shirt.

“Then we better move, a storm is coming.” He took her delicate hand, and wrapped an arm around her. Guiding her through the rough woods, with her bare feet. “While we walk you becca can tell me what all you remember.”

After awhile Sir picked becca up and as He carried her she told Him how she remembered getting in the vehicle and how she remembered making out with the kid but she couldn’t remember exactly how she made it out here to the end of the woods. Or where all the others came from. Which really made His face sour knowing that the kid brought others to the party.

He was silent the rest of the way to His cabin. Which was romantic in a rustic sense. The hardwood floors were a dark maple and the whole house smelled like trees and sunshine. He guided her to the kitchen and started making coffee. She sat at the table and fiddled with a corner of His jacket.

“OK look becca, you were drugged. You My dear were about to be forced trained in a gang bang. And then forced into an slave auction.” With that He walked away and left her to her thoughts. He didn't know what else to do and He found honesty, no matter how brutal was the best way to go. She is so damned pretty He hoped He hadn't frightened her away.

She sat there stunned. Not knowing if she should cry or punch someone in the face. How dare that kid!!! and what the hell is a slave auction? And why does He keep such a stern face? That's it she thought. She was going to march right to Him and demand answers. She did just that, well most of it. She walked right up to Him but she couldn't meet His eyes. She felt so small and helpless compared to Him.

“Yes, little one?” He said. He could barely hide His smile at her boldness to smallness as she marched herself up to Him. The curve of her neck to the delicate angle of her collar bone. The shyness in her cheek bones. The soft curve of her upper lip. Yes those lips, the very lips that keep begging to be bitten. To be sucked on. The rapid beat of her heart every time she got close to Him.

“Well Sir, I have questions that um, need to be answered. Please.” She stumbled on her words. Damn it why was she stumbling on her words. She is a woman and He is a Man. No not a Man but a MAN. The MAN that makes her weak in the knees. That makes her want to swoon every time He talks. “What is a slave auction? And um don't You ever smile Sir?” In a small child like voice.

He looked down at her. Walked her to the den, lit a fire in the fireplace. And told her to wait. He went and fixed two cups of coffee and brought them back to the den. Shit, man He almost dropped the cups. There she was sitting on the floor next to the fireplace. She is a natural submissive. And cute as hell to boot. He walked in and sat on a chair next to her and handed her over a cup of coffee. He so wants to reach out and play with that stray strand of hair that never seems to lay down no matter how much she plays with it.

She looks up at Him. Smiles softly and takes a cup. The warmth wasn't soothing as He was but she couldn't figure out why. So she just scooted closer to Him. And listened to Him as He delicately explained the situation that she was in. And to her surprise He answered her questions. All of them.

He was getting excited. Excited like a kid in a candy store. He was actually liking talking to her. She was so child like to Him, which is what He desires. A princess. And He couldn't help but wonder if she was a slut in he bed. He could barely keep images of her naked spread eagle in front of Him with a ball gag in her mouth and a dildo in her pussy as He flicked and taunted her clit. Clothes pin on her nipples as He bit her aureola. Shit He was getting hard and just mere thoughts. He needed to get His head back in the game and finish explaining.

She leaned up and kissed Him.

He looked at her. Blinked twice. Took her face into His hands and kissed her long and hard. Leaned back and stood up. Walked to the other side of the room, turned and looked at her all by herself on the bear skinned rug. “Sorry becca, that wasn't expected. It was welcomed it just took Me off guard.”

“i wasn't expecting to do it Sir, I thought I was just thinking about kissing Your soft, strong lips.” Why had she done it? Was she acting right? Or was it the last of the drugs making her act stupid. She looked to the floor. When she looked back up He was crouching in front of her. Damn He is fast. He was staring in the face. Placing His strong hands around her head, He lays her down and starts kissing her again.

She starts to untuck His t-shirt feeling His warm skin under the shirt. The softness of His chest. Drinking in His kiss and His scent. She can hardly breath, but she didn't want Him to stop. She never wanted Him to stop. Unbuttoning His pants, He grabs her hands. And leans back to see into her face.

“ I want to train you becca, I want to train You properly and keep you for Myself. But You have to agree. You have to obey. And You have to be happy. Is that clear little one?” What was He doing? He told Himself not again. That's why He moved out here in the middle of nowhere to get away from all that. He didn't want to get attached like last time and lose again. His heart and soul couldn't afford that. But she is what He wanted. Fate brought her to Him. How can He deny that?

She looked at Him with innocence. And in a soft and quiet voice she said, “ just remember I am not made of porceline Sir.” Is she really agreeing to allow some stranger take over every tiny piece of her life? But how can she refuse fate? It brought her to Him for a reason... and He is a DAMN good reason.

With that He ripped her clothes off her. With a gasp she started to cover her body. He takes her wrists and places them above her head. “no no little one. I get to see what I will be owning.” with that He starts kissing her neck. Her chest, breasts, biting hard onto her nipples. He is getting harder the more she moans. She is getting wetter the more He kisses and bites her.

As He scrambles to take His clothes off her hands reach down to His cock. Gently cupping Him. Strocking Him. Making Him as hard as possible. He finally gets undressed. Pinning her arms down He whispers in her ear, “are you sure little one? This is your last chance to back out.” Looking up at Him she wraps her legs around Him and pulls Him close. Whispering “yes Sir I am sure.” With that He slides in hard and fast.

Lifting her up on to His lap as He kneels back helping her ride Him as hard as T/they can. He stands up still holding her on Him. With her lips on His neck, earlobe, lips. He slams her against the wall. Fucking her till she starts to whine in pain. He tells her not yet. Taking her to the couch, fucking her till He finally cums.

They both look up and realize T/they had an audience. The kids that took her in the first place. He grabs a blanket and wraps it around her and tells her to go into the door on the other side of the room and don't come out till He tells her too. As she runs off to the room, He turns to the kids and tells them she is now owned that she is His. And if they ever did this stunt again He would eat them.

Dessert

You text me that You will be home in an hour....

With all the children away for the weekend, dinner on the table, and Your dessert in a slave potion wearing only a choke collar and leash. The paddle, flogger, and other nasty little toys on the living room table... the only lights on are candles lit all over the house.

You walk in, place Your affects on the counter and wash Your hands. Than You sit so You can see me. Slowly eating, I can feel Your eyes on me. Slowly eating Your food. I am so nervous and excited its all I can do to sit still. When You finish You stand up, grabbing a glass of water You slowly walk around me, inspecting me. You place the glass on the living room table, and pick up the paddle.

You walk over to me and kneel down on one knee. “play time little one?” all I can do is giggle. I hear You chuckle. And Your hands start to caress my back and bum. Then when I start to calm down, ~slap~ You take that paddle straight across my back side. Gasping in shock because I wasn’t expecting that first, You rub my back again. “Hand Me my leash”. As I hand You Your leash You start to wrap it around Your hand, telling me to follow You.

I crawl behind You to the couch and You tighten the slack between me and Your hand. Pulling my hard against Your knees, forcing my choke chain tight and tighter. All of a sudden You open Your legs and I stumble forward. ~smack~ You slap the side of my face and smile down at me as I smile back up at You. “Don’t be so clumps baby.” You gently grab my chin... Biting down hard on my bottom I moan slightly.

Crawling closer into Your legs, I look at You with begging eyes I start to play with Your zipper. You lean back and let me start. Pulling You out and slowly sucking and licking Your shaft. Your eyes close savoring the feeling of my soft lips around Your cock. Taking more and more of You into my mouth... I start moaning and squirming. You yank hard on the leash and remind me that this is Your direction. Your approval of allowing me to service You. Grabbing my hair You stand up, and walk over to the table and grab the flogger and flog me with it. Once I start giggling again You lift me up by one arm and I chance a glance into Your eyes. Your soft eyes are now glowing yellow.

There’s a soft under low of a growl coming from You. And I know that this is going to be interesting.

The growling gets louder and louder and I drop to the floor in a submissive position. Your on top of me slowly streaching me out, Your growl is loud in my ear as I feel Your hot breath on my neck. I start kissing Your cheek and You reach out and bite down on my neck. You hold still in fear of hurting me and I slowly reach up and start to caress Your sides and back. Nuzzleing Your neck and cheek. Your bite starts to lesson.

As my hands get up to the top of Your shoulders and I dig in with my finger nails and dig from the top to the bottom. You bite down on my collar bone as we both smell the trickle of blood from my nail marks. You rip off my choker and roll me over. Pushing my head to the floor You grab my hips and pull up. Your nails reach the top of my shoulders and Your start scratching down and then I feel Your tongue going to same direction that Your nails were just at.

Kisses come next and I start to inch out and You stop me. Your breath hot on my neck again. I hear You (or something like You) whisper “don't mate”. You pull me back into the position that You had me in. When I turn my head around to look at You all I see is bright yellow/gold eyes staring down at me.

Your big hands grab my hips and You slam hard into my pussy. So hard I thought I was going to split in half. You start fucking me harder and harder and when I thought I couldnt take anymore You yank out and stand me up. You grab the blanket off the couch and drag me outside with it.

Its dark out and the moon is shinning. Giving a beautiful glow to everything. You spread the blanket down, tossing me onto it. Before I could get my barings back, You get ontop of me and place one big strong hand to my throat. Choking me harder and harder I think I am either about to cum or pass out. You thrust into me again. Holding as tight as You can without hurting me to badly, You tell me to cum when I need to and not bother to beg.

As my eyes start to roll to the back of my head, I am moaning and begging. Screaming out for You to cum... Your free hand starts slapping my face. You start thrusting faster and faster. At an almost inhuman speed. Till all of a sudden You stop. With my face burning from the slapping and my throat almost purple from under Your grip I look up to see that Your yellow/gold eyes look like they are on fire. Your whispering how Your sorry for getting out of control and You lay next to me and I fall asleep to the sound of Your heart beat and You whispering mine.

When I woke up sometime later there is this big wolf size dog laying with its head on my lap. I try to wiggle out from under it without waking it up. As I look down again I find that I am too late, its awake. Because staring at me with these big yellow/gold eyes. I realize that Your not talking about the brutality in the sex. That You never told me sooner of who You are.

I knew I was dessert but I never realized how serious I could have been....

Daddys Home

Sitting there looking in the mirror she takes a deep breath. She picks up her brush and starts smiling, almost giggling....

She spent all day cleaning and making things oh so perfect. Perfect lighting, perfect music, perfect sheets. Just perfect. As she is lighting the candles in the kitchen and checking on the food one more time, she takes a step back and takes a good look. Yes everything is perfect.

She hears His truck pull up and she runs to the bathroom to slip into her silk robe and runs to the door, making sure her hair is still in perfect pigtails. She awaits Him at the door. As He walks in He tries to hide His smile.

He knew she had something up her sleeve when she kept double checking His arrival time. He looks around and checks the oven and blows out the candles. And stands at the kitchen table, takes a deep breath to calm Himself. If He didn't get a grip He was going to go all animal on her and as much as she loves pain, she may get scared.

She follows Him around and is almost able to touch Him from where she stood. But she senced something was off. She hears Him take a deep breath. And waits ten full seconds before she touches His elbow gently. Hoping He will open up to her.

He spins around and grabs her wrist. Pulling her close. She gasps and whispers “Daddy, are You ok?” He pulls her robe off her and lays her across the table. Shoving three fingers in her wet pussy, hearing her moan loudly. Leaning down and biting her clit, letting out a loud growl. “hello Master”. As He leans up she realizes how seriously this is, He has blood on His chin.

He starts slamming His fingers in and out of her pussy. Harder and faster, first three fingers and then four. He steps around her and starts kissing and biting her leaving little bloody droplets everywhere. Her moaning getting louder and louder.... begging Him to take anything He wants from her.

The timer goes off on the oven... He pulls out quickly and storms off to the bedroom... She takes the food out of the oven, turns the oven off and hurries to the bedroom. Takes a deep breath and starts to walk in the room... as the door closes she notices that He isn't there. Then hands are on her shoulders. She is spun around and pushed onto the bed, stunned she lets out a scream.

He places a hand on her mouth to calm her down, He starts to slide His fingers into her pussy. Fingering here making her moan more and more. He looks up, “don't cum yet.” As He places one hand around her throat and shoves His hand in to His thumb. Making her arch her back, panting for each breath. “on the count of three cum and I mean cum hard. One, two, three.” She came as He slid His hand in to His wrist. She starts convulsing into several orgasms as He slides His cock in her mouth. Facing her.

After He finally empties into her warm mouth, He pulls her close and whispers “hi babygirl, Daddy has missed you”.

Daddy 

It's late, the moon is shinning through the window. Rebecca walks the window and opens it, basking in the light. Breathing in the late summer breeze. Sitting in the window seal, she looks out humming to herself. Looking out at the horizon, star gazing.

There's a knock on the door and she walks over to the bed and picks her floor length robe. Its thin and a creamy green color. It's satin and always felt wonderful next to her bare skin. As she walks briskly down the hall to the front door. Opening it she see's a man. Tall, chunky, and nervous looking. She smiled softly, trying to calm both of their nerves.

“Ms. Doe?” He asked, he hated going to someones door not knowing if it's the right one. One day he won't have to do this anymore. One day the Master will find His girl. Maybe she will be it. He cared for his Master and knows his Master needed a girl. But the Master need THE girl not just any girl. Hopefully she is her.

Rebecca looks out past the poor site of a man, wondering if others were out there too. She says “yes I am rebecca doe. Can I help you with something?” She smiled softly again. Not knowing if she should tell the gentleman to come back in the morning or if she should stand there and find out what he wanted.

He hands her a letter. Tells her “do you ever sit and wonder? Do you ever think about the Man you dream about? He is your answer miss. He has all the answers.” With that the gentleman tilts his hat and turns on his hills and walks out to his car. Leaving her standing there in the open door stunned.

What was all that about? Why did he do all that? And how did he know? Walking into the bedroom she tosses the letter onto her nightstand and slips out of her robe and in between her sheets. And drifts to sleep.

The sun was peeking in under the trees. She forgot to close the window, but the breeze was so nice. She sits up against the headboard and picks up the letter. Opening it and starts to read:

Ms. Doe,

I know that you dream of a Man who is assertive in all things. That you miss dream about a Daddy figure. Discipline, punishment, love, control over you and yours, and acceptance. I am here to tell you miss that I am all that and I have dreamed of you too. Come to my home Friday night and I shall show you a taste of what I say.

Master D.

She nearly fell out of bed. Who is this Master D.?

It's Thursday, she has today and tomorrow to think about this...

She couldn't concentrate at work. No matter how hard she tried she just couldn't do it. Even Jody noticed that she just wasn't with it today. Finally Jody grabs a chair and sits next to rebecca. “Girl what is your problem? You are so far in right field you can't see the pitcher. Seriously if you don't snap out of it I am going to throw ice water on you.” rebecca looks over and sighs and hands Jody the letter. As she reads it Jody's eyes start to sparkle. “You had better go. You need to get your bum off that window sill. Seriously, go you haven't had a date in a year!!!! If you don't go I will drag you there.” rebecca snatches the letter from her best friend “who died and made you my dating god mother? I don't know this Man from Adam. OK I will go.” Jody smiles slily “good we are going shopping, you will need something special to wear.” And with that she walked away.

It was finally Friday and Jody followed her home. Helped her pack for a couple of days. Then drove her to the address in the letter. Sitting in Jody's car rebecca looked at the huge castle like home. “you will be fine kiddo. And if not you can call me and I will come get you. Your cute and loveable and if He sent this via a messenger than there's something to it.” Jody leaned over and popped the door open, and pushed rebecca out. “Now go!” and with that Jody drove off leaving rebecca standing there.

Knocking on the door. That strange man opens it and slightly smiled. Warming his sad face. “Ms. Doe, so good to see you. I am Stan and I will be helping you to your room. The Master is in a conference call.” with that he took her bags and she followed him up some stairs. And into a beautiful green room. Soft velvet for curtains and silk sheets and the most beautiful thick comforter. It was perfect. “please dress for supper and come down I will be waiting in the entry way for you miss.”

about thirty minutes later, she walks down wearing a sexy green satin dress, brown wedges and a simple chain necklace. Her hair was down and curly as usual. She walked slowly down the stairs and meet with Clyde at the bottom, He was just staring at her. “what's wrong? Did I forget something?” she asked. “no no nothing miss, please excuse me but I see why the Master has an eye for you.” Blushing she asked “has He been watching me? How does He know what I look like?” Clyde looks down, “He has His ways, please follow me”. And with that he walked her to the dinning room.

He was amazing. Absolutely amazing. He walked in wearing trousers and a button up shirt with the top two buttons undone. Even though He was visibly exhausted He looked yummie. Do people call people yummie? She didn't know, didn't care. All she could think about was curling up in His lap like a little girl. She could feel herself blushing. The heat building up, she was thinking about sitting on a Mans lap. Kissing His neck and acting cute.

He sat at the other end of the table and layed His head in His hands. And without thinking she stood up and walked to Him, picked up the wine bottle and poured Him a glass. Placed the wine back and handed Him the glass. He took it and placed it on the table then placed His hand around her waist and pulled her down into His lap. He buried His face into her neck and was breathing in her scent. She wraps her arms around Him and kisses His forehead. She blinked a few times, and whispers “i have a few questions Sir.”

She sat there in His arms, breathing in His scent. The scent of a Man, musky and strong and of... is that?... cookies? Does a Man ever smell slightly like cookies? Oh well, He does and its very attractive on Him.

He starts to release her waist, she kisses His forehead again. “Yes, it's time to answer a lot of questions. Lets start with this. I am a Dominant, and I also like to baby my girl. Treat them like princesses and ravish them in bed. Yes I have seen you, had you watched, I find you perfect. I know you love green, teddy bears, all kinds of music, Mexican food and you sleep nude. I also know that you sit up late basking in the moonlight. Does that sum it all up?”

She looks down, “why me?” He looks at her, “because about 3 weeks ago you miss doe, picked up the green tulip.” She looks at Him puzzled at first. Then she remembered a green tulip in the entrance hall at work. It's on her mantle at home. “yes rebecca I left it there as a test. To see if my right girl would pick it up. Anyone who would pick up something so different is special to me.”

The phone rings, Stan enters the room and stops just inside the door. Rebecca stood up, blushing. He stand up kisses her, knocking her off guard. Taking her breath away, and making her weak in the knees. “Excuse Me little one.”

As she sat there waiting for Him to come back Stan came in to serve her some food. “Stan can you talk a moment?” “yes miss.” She goes on, “He is exhausted, and frustrated, what am I here for?” Stan smiled, “make Him whole again miss. He needs someone to love and take care of. Think of it like that, Master will love you and take care of you and do whats right for you. Like a Daddy. Also He will be in love with you, He is a bit Sadistic if you enjoy pain. And you miss will be His little slut in the bedroom. All you have to do is be open, honest, loyal, trusting with Him.” With that he walked back out. Leaving her with her thoughts.

What seemed like forever, He enters back in. Sitting across from her again, He looks up at her and asked her her thoughts. All she could do was stand up, walk to Him, move His plate out of the way. As she does, “ I Sir am willing to give this my all. I am a fast learner and will do what I can to make Your life better. Under one condition.” He looks up at her and smiles. Intrigued He asks what. She smiled at Him innocently, “i am no porcelain doll Sir.” Yes she catches on quickly.

He stood, looking down at her.”Baby girl, you don't know what your asking. Call me Daddy” She batted her eyes at Him. “ I am NO porcelain doll.” “You sure?” “I am no...” He kissed her again. Spinning her around and pushing her down on her stomach on the table. Pulling her dress up, looking down at the sight of her sexy ass all bent over. He kisses her back. Rubs her ass cheeks, than thrusts His cock deep into her pussy.

Gasping at how strong His is, she buries her face into the table clothe. As He thrusts Himself into her, harder and faster. The more she moans that harder He takes her. Till she is screaming out in pleasure. He smacks her ass hard, “lesson one: I am Daddy” Rubbing her ass, He gets rougher and rougher, smacks her ass hard again “lesson two: I take you as I want you when I want you and how I want you” Again He is rubbing her ass. Fucking her till He feels her tightening around Him. Her juices dripping out around His cock. Smacking her ass again, “lesson three: I will provide you with anything you can want or desire” Rubbing her ass again He pulls out fast and flips her on her back, sliding back in He pinches her nipples as she is screaming out in pain and pleasure, “lesson four: you are MINE. Noone else, MINE!” With that He thrusts hard in her and cums.

Without pulling out He lifts her up and sits with her still on His cock. Tears streaming down her face. He gently wipes her tears. “Do you understand Me baby girl?” “yes Sir” she says in between gasps of air. He slaps her face, “Lesson one?” “yes Daddy.” He kisses her, stands and gently picks her up off His cock. And carries her up stairs to His bed and lays her down. Strips her clothes and tucks her in.

Going to the bedroom door, “Stan, my baby girl will be moving in. Have all her belongings brought here.” “Yes Master, am glad Your pleased.” With that Stan turns and smiles as he walks away.

Climbing into bed with her, she turns to curl up in His arms, “Good night Daddy, loves You”

A littles Story 

She is coloring in the corner, minding her own. And she hears a girl as her Daddy if beckey can come and spend the night with the other girls. The little girls Daddy looks over and smiles and nods His head. “Just remember princess, you girls have to be very very good because Daddy is going to have some friends over as well. Do you want Daddy to go and ask her?” “Jes peas Daddy!!!” the little was so excited.

The Daddy comes over and introduces Himself. “Hello angel, would you like to come over tonight? My princess is having a sleep over.” she looks at Him, nervously she fiddles with her shirt and whispers “that would be nice Sir.” He looks down at her and asks her where her Daddy and she shakes her head no and explains that she has no Daddy or Mommy. He writes down the address on the back of a card and hands it to her. “Don't lose it. If You need help just call.” Then He walks away.

Oh may what to do? I want to go but I have never had a little sleep over... I already said yes so I guess I have no choice. Going home and showering and finding that cutest green pajama she owns. Her mind wonders about what is going to happen. She finds this mint green shirt with matching mint green and white polka dot shorts, and fuzzy white slippers. Packing tomorrows clothes and Ms. Cuddles her stuffed bear she heads over.

~Ring Ring~ as she pushes the door bell. Tina opens the door wearing a baby-doll pajama gown, pinks with white bows. Her eyes pop open wide when she sees its beckey. Grabbing beckey's hand she rushes her past the Men in the Lounge and they wave their silent hellos as the rush past. Up the stairs to a huge room with all sorts of blankets and pillows scattered here and there. Tina takes beckey to a far door and tells her to go ahead and put on her pajamas and than come to the kitchen they were making hot cocoa and cookies.

Changed and her hair in pigtails and bows beckey follows the smell of warm chocolate chip cookies into the kitchen. The six girls that were sitting around the kitchen in their pajamas giggling and munching. Tina comes up and hands beckey a mug of cocoa. Our Daddy's said its OK. Beckey looks down at her mug and whispers that she has no Daddy. Tina smiles as she looks past beckey towards the door. “It's OK my Daddy said you can too!!” As beckey slowly turns around she see's tina's Daddy and another Man standing in the door way. Tina scoots past beckey to give her Daddy a big hug.

As tina drags her back to the table to meet all the girls, she turns her head back to hear the Men's conversation. “That's the one I was telling You about. She's as cute as a bug, but I think she will need mending before You can connect with her.” The other Man speaks up “she doesn’t need mending she needs tender care. And there already is a beginning to a connection.” As He smiles back at beckey.

The whole night has been so fun. First nails got painted. Then make overs, and movies. Then the Daddy's came in and sat in the chairs that were everywhere. And the girls sat in the Daddy’s laps. Tina tells beckey it's OK to sit over here by my Daddy. Beckey smiles and sits on the floor between tina's Daddy and the other Man. Tina leans close to beckey and kisses her on the head and says my Daddy’s name is Stephan and that (points to the other Man) is Samuel, as I tinks He likes You.” beckey looks up at her puzzled. Tina slides off her Daddy’s lap and sits next to beckey and tells her how her Daddy Stephan has been telling Samuel about her. Stephan has been keeping track of beckey for weeks and tina has been answering all His questions about her for Sir Samuel. When beckey looks up Samuel is smiling down at her. Tina giggles than climbs back up in Stephan’s lap.

As they sit there, Daddy's talking amongst Themselves and the littles giggling back and forth. Samuel softly plays with beckey's hair. As beckey's nerves start to settle she scoots closer and closer to Samuel. Every once in awhile when she looks up at Him, He pats His lap and she blushes and looks down.

Tina suddenly jumps up and runs out of the room. All of a sudden there's a thunderous padding sound, and right through the door is four mastiff pits. Beckey jumps in Samuel's lap. Samuel wraps His arms around her, keeping her safe. His scent sends a warm fuzzy feeling all through her body. He smelled like Man and Beast and Woods and lust... exotic and warm and strong, if exotic and strong had a smell.

She fit in Him well. She smelled like hot chocolate and kisses... sweet, angelic, and soon will be His. Stephan talks a lot about her. Almost made Him love her before He even seen her. She just seemed perfect, her pig tails, and her cute pajamas... and her hazel green eyes. Holy hell she even has freakles on her nose. Pulling her close, she lays her head on His shoulder. She really was a Daddy's girl, His girl.

Samuel hands beckey His empty cup and tells her to go to the kitchen. She nods quietly and stands to leave. Samuel follows her to the kitchen, and softly shows her how He likes His coffee. As she starts to make it He wraps His arms around her and softly tells her that He knows a lot about her. That she always has a bear with her, her favorite color is green, and she loves puzzles and coloring books.

As she slowly turns to hand Him His coffee, He kisses her. It was so wonderful she almost forgot she was holding a hot cup of coffee. He smiles and takes the cup and sets it on the counter. Then pats the counter next to it. She lifts herself up to sit next to the cup. He parts her legs, “it's OK I won't do anything, yet” He says. He gets in between her legs and starts kissing her again.

His lips were soft like velvet. His hands were strong and inviting.

He leans back. Looks up to the ceiling and takes a deep breath. Letting it out slowly He tells her that this wasn't what He was wanting to do to start out with. That He wanted to take time to allow her to get to know Him. That He wanted this to start slow and grow, grow into a wondrous love. He starts to back away, she grabs His shirt. Looking down she says please don't leave. He looks down at her, “hell no I am not leaving, little one your mine.” She smiled. A true and warm smile, like an angel sent to calm His evil side.”your My angel. That's My nickname for you little one, angel.” He kisses her again.

Looking up at Him, a searching look on her face. Her eyes start to twinkle, she leans close to Him and whispers, “You have been looking for me a long time, and now that You have finally found me You want to touch and caress every inch. You want to devour me yet You don't want to scare me away. You are a Daddy.” He looks down at her. Who in the Hell can do that? Who or what is she that she can read Him like that? How can she read Him and be 100% correct?

She reaches down to the waist of His pants. Pulling Him close. And whispers “Claim me Daddy. I want to be Yours, Your little girl.” Knowing that He couldn't resist her. Not after He had done all this to know more about her... now is the time to know her. The her that even Sir Stephen didn't know.

She ran her fingers up His chest under His shirt. Caressing His bare chest. Listening to Him gasp as He breathes in quickly at the tender spots. Watching His eyes sparkle with pleasure. She lifts up His shirt and starts kissing His chest. Nibbling at His nipples. He steps into her again so she doesn't have to reach out so far. She wraps her legs around Him. His hands caressing her thighs. He could feel the heart of her treasure through her pajamas. They kiss again. Sucking His bottom lip, groans as He pulls away.

“Angel, now neither of Us are being very good guests hiding in the kitchen.” He whispers softly in her ear. Giggling she says “ but Daddy they know where we are.” He turns around to see girls scattering down the hall. Laughing He takes her hand and walks her down the hall. Which she doesn't mind, He is as sexy from behind as He is in front.

They enter the room again and the girls are all sitted in the middle as the Daddy's are all in chairs. Stephan looks at Samuel, “well from what We are hearing she is Your angel my friend.” Samuel looks sternly at the girls. Then busts out laughing, “now Stephan You know girls they want to, no HAVE to know Who their friend is hooked up with. I think tonight We my fine Gentle Man friends, that We are dealing with tweens tonight.” beckey giggled. And took a seat with the girls.

After awhile some of the Men took Their girls and went home, but Stephan was having Samuel stay over. So that ment that beckey was too. The Men tucked the girls into bed. Or so they thought.

Tina suck out of bed, through her closet and into the guest room.

“beckey, are you asleep yet?” tina wanted to know more. “no tina I am not... Oh my gosh!!!!” “whats it like? I mean kissing Samuel, is it as wonderful as it looked on your face? Isn't He just dreamy? Daddy said it was about time that He found a new little.” beckey asked what she was talking about. Tina told her everything. “He had a little, but They were drifting apart. And the day He was going to talk to her about how He felt she died. That was almost 3 years ago.” She went on, “Daddy said that when I told Him about you and He told Samuel it was like a whole new light in His eyes. So is it?” beckey giggled, “yes it is. It's like kissing a god. His hands are warm and soft and so strong. Wait, is that foot steps?” tina ran to the closet door, turned and waved than slipped back into her room.

“Kissing a god, huh angel?” Samuel walked in. “Oh please Daddy don't be mad. We are just too excited!!” Samuel sat on the bed next to beckey. Laughing He says “ no angel, it's good to see your happy with me. As much as I am with you. Stephan and tina did a great thing.”

Kissing and caressing, They start to undress each Other. His hands memorizing every inch of her body. Inside and out. She starts kissing Him from His lips down. Down His chest. Down His stomach. To His waist. Twirling her tongue around the head of His cock. He grabbed the sheets. Not wanting to hurt her. She slowly slides her tongue up and down His cock. Licking every inch of it. Licking and sucking His nuts, then back up His shaft. Quickly He turns them both over so that she was on bottom. He looks deep into her eyes, “now angel tell Me if I hurt you.” With that He slid deep inside her. She almost came just then. He looked at the pleasure in her eyes. All He could think about was how perfect They fit together.

After what seemed like hours, she rested her head on His chest. Whispers “thank You Daddy, loves You.” And they both fell deep to sleep.