Page 31 of Blush for Daddy


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“I should leave you this way, just like you left me so many years ago,” he mused and my flush deepened.

“Do you know what I did after you left that night, little girl?” he asked carefully. I turned back to face him, unable to stop my brow from furrowing with curiosity.

“No, Daddy,” I replied.

“I took a shower, and I stroked my cock while imagining you just like this, on your knees, naked and wet with your bottom still bright red,” he replied.

I blushed even deeper. I’d never had anyone tell me that they had thought of me in that way and it both aroused and shamed me all at once.

“Do you want to come for Daddy?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered. I pressed my fingers against my thighs, noticing that they were trembling impossibly hard as I knelt there before him.

“Then you will beg me for it,” he demanded.

How dare he?

My anger reared its ugly head again. I wouldn’t beg him to come, especially not when I could just reach between my own thighs and make myself with or without his help. I lifted my chin, proudly kneeling before him even though I was naked and soaked with my own arousal. I wouldn’t give in and I wasn’t going to beg for an orgasm. Not now. Not ever.

“I fulfilled my end of the bargain. You said if I swallowed every drop of your cum, you’d give me back my clothes,” I said, doing my best to sound as courageous as I possibly could.

“Is that what you really want, little girl?” he asked. His gaze never left mine as he tucked his cock away once more. I didn’t respond until he’d finished pulling up his zipper and buttoning his slacks closed.

“Yes, Daddy,” I replied bravely. I refused to meet his eyes.

“Wait here. I’ll go get them for you,” he said softly. He offered me a hand and helped me to my feet. His gaze searched over my face, but I gave him nothing. Then he left the room, returning a few minutes later with my clothing. He handed me everything, except for my panties. I reached for them and he shook his head.

“I’m going to keep these, little girl. I want your little pussy bare beneath that skirt when you walk out of my house, so you don’t forget just how wet Daddy made you,” he said darkly.

I refused to say anything at all, but I was sure the heat on my face said everything anyway.

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