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“Coming, Daddy? What do you mean by that?”

Madonna e dio, this perfect little girl is going to be the death of me.

“You want me to be your Daddy?”

She nods.

“You want to learn about the birds and the bees, principessa?”

She nods again, more vigorously this time.

“Speak to Daddy when he asks you a question. Don’t just nod your head. Be a good girl.”

“Yes, Daddy. I want to learn.”

“About what?” I eagerly wait, wanting to hear it straight from her mouth.

“About the birds and the bees.”

“Do you know what the birds and the bees mean, piccolina?”

“Uh-huh. It’s when Daddy puts his hard thing between his legs in-between my legs and hides it there while I give it a special hug.”

“Baby girl, you have to understand that Daddy is absolutely consumed by thoughts of you…everything about you. Your safety. Your body. Your future in college and after.” I pause. “This pussy,” I add, cupping her mound, causing her to whimper. “Daddy isn’t some boy who just wants you for one night or for a short time. Being your Daddy means being your Daddy forever. It means he needs to know where you are at all times. It means you will obey him and if you don’t there will be punishment, maybe even resorting to tying you up to make sure you don’t go off and do something Daddy doesn’t like. You need to mind your manners, and you will obey.”

“And if I don’t, Daddy?”

“Daddy will bring you to heel.”

She swallows hard.

“Anytime you’re not studying, making yourself better, then we’ll be having our secret playtime.”

“What happens in secret playtime, Daddy.”

“We play games, tesoro mio.”

“What kind of games, Daddy?”

“Baby girl’s honey-coated sticky hugs,” I say, cupping her cunt yet again. “Quiet time where Daddy’s inside you, going as deep as he can go without you making a sound because maybe your father is in the other room.”

“We can’t tell my father?”

“Nooooo. No, no, no, no, no. Father can never know. Only Daddy can know about what his little girl does when her father’s not looking.”

“Will I be Daddy’s girlfriend?”

“You’ll be so much more than that, princess. You’ll be exactly that, my principessa, and one day you’ll be Daddy’s queen. Daddy will always put you first, and always keep you happy and safe, plain and simple. You’ll belong to Daddy, all of you. And whenever Daddy wants to play games, like cowgirl, then we’ll play…no exceptions.”

“What game is cowgirl?”

“That’s when you ride Daddy’s white horse until Daddy’s horse can’t stand up anymore.”

“Daddy has a pony?”

“No, baby girl. Daddy has a mustang, a wild mustang at that. But Daddy can get you a pony one day.”

“Yay! I want a pony, Daddy.”

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