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I stop sucking, pushing my tongue into her tight virgin hole.

“Oh, God,” she gasps.

I tilt my head to one side and then the other, plunging into her sweet-smelling pussy. When I flick my tongue against her clit, she lets out a sound that tells me she’s close.

I slide my tongue flat, my gaze focused on her face. Her lips are swollen, her cheeks flushed, her hair wild around her head. She rides my mouth like a sweet angel should.

“A good, dirty girl. My dirty girl.” The words are muffled. I slide my greedy tongue along every crevice, every curve, sucking, licking, fucking her. And then with a growl, I burrow my nose into her and inhale, shoving my tongue as deep as her resistance allows.

She cums on a squeal as I continue to pump in and out. I fight back my own groan of pleasure as I rub my nose on her clit as I continue to fuck her sweet cunt with my tongue.

“I think you like Daddy’s special kisses,” I whisper onto her pussy as she shudders and another orgasm takes over.

Sliding my tongue up along her slit, I suck her hot, swollen clit until she’s flailing, her hands pushing my head away.

“Daddy, owww, it hurts now.”

“You want me to stop?” I look up to see her face twisted between pleasure and pain. I flick my tongue on her swollen clit and she jumps.

“Please, Daddy, stop,” she whisper-whines on a pout.

“I like when you say please.” I sit up, giving her open pussy a soft pat, then lean back in my chair, our eyes locked together. “Don’t move until I tell you to.”

For a moment, I just watch her, willing her to defy me again and find out what other punishments I have in store. She’ll learn to follow without question, to ask for what she wants, to trust in me. For now, it’s enough that she’s come this far.

I’m in my own heaven, thanking God she’s back after my own stupidity almost fucked up the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

It doesn’t take long for her face to take on that serene look of contentment, and her eyes close.

“You’re mine now, little one. All of you.”

CHAPTER 12

CHASTITY

Diary Entry…Three Weeks Prior

Dear Diary,

OMG, New York is just so not West Virginia. There’s a sex sort of shop a few blocks from the building where I work. Today after work, I got the courage up to go inside because they had this onsie in the window with ‘Daddy’s Little Monster’ printed across the front.

The place was U.N.B.E.L.I.E.V.A.B.L.E.

Maybe I’m not so twisted after all because the THINGS I SAW! Lololol And, you know what? I was so embarrassed walking in, but there were two ladies there working and they said hi to me right away and idk, maybe they could tell I was a total noob because they made me feel so comfortable. They were so normal.

Before I knew it, they were showing me vibrators, talking about dildo’s…I didn’t have any money but they gave me a catalog on my way out and I’ve spent an hour going through it and circling some things.

Who knows, maybe someday my own Prince Charming Daddy will make all my catalog dreams come true.

Gotta go. I need to finish up this PowerPoint presentation for Sasha. She’s presenting the team’s (my) idea for the packaging update on an anime inspired clothing line. I’ll be up probably all night so I doubt there will be time for any Daddy dreams.

xoxo

Tears roll down the sides of my eyes, pooling in the curve of my ears.

I didn’t know it was possible to come so much. It’s pleasure and pain and wondrous and horrible. There isn’t a word invented yet to describe the sensation of orgasm after orgasm lifting me then dropping me over and over until my ears feel like they will pop.

When Jack strokes a hand over my thigh, I relish the simple touch, a contrast to the urgent, greedy contact I’ve received since he set me on top of his desk.

I begged him to stop, overloaded and overwhelmed in the moment, but now all I can think about is the first brush of his cock at my opening. How much I want him inside of me. I turn my head to look, just as he pulls my skirt down to cover my thighs.

“Please, Daddy,” I manage. “I want you.”

He shakes his head. His eyes are narrowed, and two veins are swollen on his forehead. I can only imagine how the fat veins in his cock are holding up.

“You need to earn my cock, baby girl.”

I turn to my side on the desk and lift myself up to a sitting position. “Tell me how and I’ll do it. I want…” I look at his crotch, his cock straining against the front of his pants. “Don’t you want me?”

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