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“Believe it,” he said, bending to kiss her curls. “I will be yours for however long you’ll have me.” He paused and lifted her chin, tilting her head back. “And, I hope that will be forever for I can’t imagine not having you in my arms.”

She smiled and he kissed her, igniting her every sense. When he pulled away, it was only to scoop her up and toss her onto the bed. Bouncing, she squealed as she landed on her butt and the plug made its presence known.

“Um, Daddy?”

“Yes?” he said as he began to remove his clothes.

“When are you going to… take it out?”

“Take what out?” he asked, unzipping his pants and pushing them down.

“You know.”

“Baby, you need to be clear on what you want,” he said, his hand moving to pull his cock from his briefs. “Are you talking about me taking out my cock?”

Her breath caught as he stroked himself, her heart and her blood racing as her new panties became damp. That wasn’t what she’d meant, but she certainly didn’t mind that his obvious sign of arousal filled her with desire. When she remained silent, he tugged his briefs down.

“I didn’t hear an answer,” he said, beginning to walk toward her, his cock leading the way.

“Um… I meant… my plug,” she admitted, wondering why she had to blush every time she said something the least bit embarrassing.

“Ah, the plug you’ve been such a good girl holding inside your sweet little bottom for Daddy? The one that I’m quite positive you never believed you’d forget about? That plug?”

Squirming at the truth of his statement, she nodded.

At the edge of the bed, he grinned down at her. “All right, on your hands and knees, head down and bottom up.”

She scrambled to obey, trying not to think about how she must look with her face pressed to the duvet and her bottom clad in her new panties with ‘Daddy’s Girl’ emblazoned across her ass pushed up.

“Now, what is Daddy going to discover as he pulls these adorable panties down, I wonder,” he said. “Besides a pretty little plugged pucker, that is. Am I going to find my little one’s pussy is wet?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered.

“Wonderful,” he said, peeling the panties down her bottom and off her legs as she lifted each knee. “Spread.”

She obediently repeated her actions of earlier, holding her cheeks open, gasping as he worked the plug from her bottom, then moaning when his finger immediately took its place. “Good girl,” he said. “You’re learning to open. A few more sessions with bigger plugs and I’ll soon be filling this little hole with my cock, won’t I?”

“Ye-yes, Daddy,” she said, no longer as worried about the inevitable, wanting to feel him taking possession of her last virginity.

He played with her pucker a few minutes longer, assuring her pussy continued to moisten and her clit to swell. She expected him to enter her from behind as he had in the shower, but after removing his finger, he bent to place a kiss on each of her cheeks and then pulled her up, holding her against his chest as he raked the covers back.

“In you go,” he said, releasing her to climb between the sheets before joining her. He kissed her deeply and then slowly dragged his lips down her body, lingering on each of her breasts, laving and suckling on her nipples until she was writhing, her legs spreading, her hips lifting, silently begging him to enter her.

“Such an eager little one,” he teased, moving down to kiss her stomach, running his tongue around her navel before dipping inside. She arched her back at the sensation, her nipples growing even tighter. Her pussy received its own kisses, its own swipes of his tongue and when he slid his hands beneath her ass and lifted her, taking her clit between his lips, she grasped the sheets and began to plead.

“Please, please, Daddy… I-I need to come!”

“Not yet,” he said, his breath wafting across her throbbing clit.

“I have to!” she cried, her body ready to explode, her hips lifting higher.

“Daddy said not yet,” he reminded, giving her bottom a squeeze. “Do you need help in obeying?”

“Yes!” she said, sure she’d not make it another second.

His first slap against her sex shocked her, the second had her squeal, and the third had her moaning. If this was supposed to be punishment, she would never voice the fact that all it did was ratchet up her need to come. That was until he grinned and the next swat had her eyes flying wide and her squeal becoming a yelp.

“See the difference?” he asked, his hand cupping her mound. “Funishment versus punishment?”

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