Becoming Daddy's Girl part 2 (Edited with a slight re-write)

A warm sensation on my clit pulls me from the brink of exhaustion, dragging me through a haze back to reality.

I glance down and see him between my thighs, staring up at me with a ravenous hunger in his eyes.

He slips a finger into me, pumping vigorously as he continues his oral assault on my sensitive nub.

“You’re not getting off that easy” he growls “you don’t get to cum until I tell you, and I’m not done with you yet.”

A shudder flows through me as his fingertips caress my spine while he unlaces my corset.

He kisses the crook of my neck as he wraps his arms around me, his hands exploring my body as if memorizing every inch.

He nibbles on my ear as his left hand wanders down my stomach, dipping between my legs as his fingers spread me open.

He rolls my swollen pearl between his fingertips, the sensation overwhelming me.

Unable to speak I nod and continue to moan as a familiar tingle stirs within me.

I lean into him "Daddy please, I'm so close!"

"Turn and face me" he orders.

“On your knees.” he says, his voice unnervingly calm.

I shake my head violently “Daddy please, please don’t make me do this” my voice quivering “I can’t.”

“I said, get on your knees” he whispers.

I try to catch my breath, preparing for the inevitable assault, but it doesn’t come.

“Good, now pump your hand a little bit faster... yeah, just like that.”

His moans encourage me to continue so I licked the tip again, guiding my tongue around and under the shaft.

I hesitate briefly before taking him into my mouth, continuing to massage him with my tongue.

I begin to relax a little as his moans echo though the room.

"Good baby, now go faster" he moans.

"I said faster” he growls as his grip on my hair tightens.

"Mmmmm, I'm gonna cum baby girl" he pants.

I shake my head furiously, pushing at his thighs trying to free myself from his grasp.

He falls back onto the bed, chest heaving.

Afterwards, I crawl into bed and nuzzle his chest as he puts an arm around me.

'I’m sorry for leaving without waking you, you looked so peaceful and I figured you needed your rest. I’m gonna be working late and I’ve got a business dinner tonight so you’re on your own. I left a little something on the counter for you. Love you princess.’

Each step is excruciating as my still sensitive clit rubs against my shorts.

'keys are hanging up, I took an Uber to work. Go ahead and do some shopping, grab anything we need for the house and treat yourself to a day out.’

I decide to call him and see if he needs anything while I’m out.


He tells his secretary to push back his meeting for a bit.

“Of course not! Last night was amazing." I pause "Well, most of it was at least."

"Daddy? You still there?" I hope I didn't upset him.

"Well," I hesitate for a moment trying to word it delicately "I didn't like having to blow you."

“Honestly, no. I liked all the other stuff but I’ve never gotten the appeal of blow jobs.”

“I didn't like that you forgot to let me get off.” I said, pouting a bit.

“Didn’t you?”

“Well since you’re not here can I please just masturbate?”

“Daddy” I whined “that’s not fair!”

“I still don’t think it’s fair.”


“okay daddy, what is it?” I ask excitedly.

I try to think what shop he’s talking about, we have nothing close to us except for a run down sex shop. It can’t be that place it doesn’t even look like it’s been in business.

“That’s the one!”

"Just go get it" he chuckles.

I stare at the store front.

My phone vibrates and I see another text from my dad.

'ok daddy'

'ugh fine, suspense is killing me. Walking inside now.'

I haven’t heard from her since she dropped me off. She's probably been busy playing house with her boy toy.

I text her back a simple thanks, love you too and that we’re having a blast. She can’t bother to text me for months, so why should I spend any energy trying to talk to her?

The inside is dimly lit with a red glow, porno mags line the walls and there's a few aisles with assorted sex toys.

He opens the box and removes the order sheet. After texting my dad he crumples it up and tosses it into the garbage.

I thank him and head back to the house.

“What’s wrong?"

“I’m sorry sweetie, did she say why.”

“That’s it, I’m coming home!” I could hear anger in his voice.

“Are you sure? Cause if you need me I'll drop everything and rush home. I’d much rather be home with you anyway.”

“Princess, do me a favor? Save the groceries for later, and go have some fun. Go clothes shopping or something.”

He sighs “Sweetie, I said to treat yourself, go get things you want not things you need. You’re the only woman I know who doesn’t seem to enjoy shopping!”

He scoffs, “Maria, you wouldn’t buy out the whole mall because there are only about 4 stores you like. We would build a cabin by my lake to house your shoes. As many as she wants as long as she wears them. No boa constrictors. Although, if you feel the need to buy a reptile get one that won’t grow over 6 feet. Make sure you buy housing and food for it so it’s not roaming around the house. Now, any other concerns you have?”

I hear a chuckle on the other end of the line

“I don’t know, wouldn’t that be awkward since, ya know, I’ve never met them?”

“Okay daddy.”

As I begin to undress I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

I smile and giggle to myself for a moment before heading into the shower.

I open the box and see a pair of pink panties with an off white bow in the front. They’re cute, but there’s nothing else really surprising about them.

I throw them on and take a look in the mirror. They’re a bit snug in the crotch, the fabric is creeping up my lips.

I throw on a pair of jeans and a crop top, grab the credit card and the keys and head off to the restaurant. I text dad to make sure he’s talked to Brad and Shawn.

'All set. Shawn will probably be busy, but your uncle Brad will be joining you for lunch.’

I freeze. It was in that moment I realized that I knew very little about my dad and his side of the family. I hadn’t even known about my uncles until last night. What were they like? Are they married? Do I have any nieces or nephews?

'So, how do you like your gift?'

Out of nowhere I feel a vibration on my clit. I let out a moan and grip the steering wheel, dropping my phone onto my lap.

"Hey sweetie, what's up? Everything okay?" he asks, feigning surprise.

"Vibrating panties, I control them from my phone. Cool right?"

“No it's not cool, what if I had been driving when you set it off? I could have crashed! Or if I’m in the middle of eating and I start choking to death!”

A stronger vibration shoots through me, drawing a longer moan from my lips.

“No" I gasp.

"Daddy please" a hint of desperation in my voice "this is humiliating, what if I'm around people?"

I moan again as two quick pulses shoot through me.

He chuckles and hangs up, leaving me to try and compose myself.

They haven’t officially opened yet so everyone was still setting up.

Every nerve in my body seems to react to his mouth as he tastes me.

I claw at my sheets as his mouth devours me, exploring every inch of my defiled sex. His tongue, ferociously probing my insides before making it’s way back to my pleasure button.

A familiar sensation overwhelms me. I'm dangerously close to release when he suddenly stops. He pulls away from me as the orgasm that had been building fades to a dull ache.

He orders me to stand beside the bed facing the door, I obey without question.

I watch the fabric fall to the floor. It's absence leaving me completely exposed, vulnerable to whatever beautiful perversion he wishes.

His right hand finds my breast, kneading the pale flesh while pinching the rosy pink tip of my nipple.

I moan as he begins circling my clit, every so often slipping a finger into me.

"You like that baby?" he whispers in my ear.

His hand leaves my breast, encircling my throat as he continues playing with my pussy.

My knees begin to weaken as he pulls away from me, once again feeling the orgasm begin to drift away.

I turn to him to see him stroking himself.

Fear begins to overwhelm me as I remember the brutal throat fucking I previously endured.

He brings his hand to my face, softly stroking my cheek

His hand moves to my shoulder, gently guiding me down. I look up at him, a silent plead for him to reconsider.

He takes my hand and wraps in around his cock, demonstrating how to properly stroke him.

I notice a pearl of pre-cum oozing from his tip. Instinctively, I lean over and lick it off sending a shiver through him.

“Good" he hisses "Now put it in your mouth and keep doing that.”

He places a hand on the back of my head causing me to tense up. He grips my hair lightly and gently moves my head into a slow, bobbing motion.

I continue to swirl my tongue around and allow myself to follow his rhythm.

I continue at my current pace not wanting to choke.

Muffled screams fight to escape as he fucks my face. The more I scream the harder he seems to pound my throat until I can feel his cock begin to twitch.

Oh god no, please don't cum in my mouth!

With one final grunt he forces his entire length down my throat, unleashing his load. I gag, trying to swallow what I can.

I stay on the floor trying to catch my breath before heading into the bathroom to gargle as much mouthwash as I can.

“Not too bad” was all he managed to say before we both drift off to sleep.

I wake up the next morning alone in my bed, wondering if it had all been some twisted fantasy. I see a light on my phone blinking at me. It’s a text message from dad.

Curious, I roll out of bed and throw on a pair of pajama shorts and a sports bra and head to the kitchen.

I make myself a cup of coffee and see a note on the counter next to my dad’s credit card.

I stare at the note, smiling to myself before checking the house and making a grocery list.

The phone rings a few times before he finally answers.

“Hey daddy” I whimper “I’m about to go grocery shopping do you need anything?” I rub my thighs together to try and get a handle on the tingling in my clit.

"Sweetie, you sound distant. What's wrong? You're not upset about last night are you?" a hint of concern in his voice.

I can hear him typing something.

“Yeah I'm here, had a text come in. So, what didn't you like about last night?"

"oh really?"

“I see. Well, we can deal with that another time. Anything else that you didn’t enjoy?”

He chuckles, "you think I forgot about it last night?”

“Not at all Princess. Everything I do has a reason behind it. You need to learn some control. Don’t get me wrong, I love how easy it is to make you cum but watching you beg for it makes it so much better.”

“Absolutely not” he scoffs.

“Princess, trust me it’ll be worth the wait.” his voice takes on a softer tone.

He laughs “Life’s not fair princess.”

"I try to be. By the way, I got something for you."

“You’ll see. It’s at the shop down the street, already paid for just give them your name.”

“You don’t mean that run down sex shop?”

I scoff, “That place looks abandoned, are you sure you didn't get scammed?”

I throw on a shirt and flip flops and head out, arriving about 10 minutes later.

No lights, no cars in the parking lot, doesn’t seem to be any sign of life around.

'When you get there tell the cashier to text the number on the order so I can be sure it’s the right one.'

'no peeking until you get it back home.'

I get out of the car and start to head in when my phone vibrates again. I expect to see another text from my dad but this time it’s my mom.

'Hey Maria! Sorry I didn’t call you yesterday, John and I got so busy planning our vacation! We’re in Hawaii, can you believe it? It's so beautiful here. Anyway, just wanted to wish you a late happy birthday. Love you kiddo, hope you’re having a good time with your father.’

I push her from my mind and head inside.

I walk over to the counter and tell the man my name and relay the message.

"Hope you enjoy your gift." he says with a wink.

I walk back inside and set the box on the counter, I call my dad and let him know that I’m home.

“Nothing, just… mom texted me. She apologized for forgetting to text me yesterday.”

“She was so busy planning a trip to Hawaii with John that she forgot to call her only child on her birthday. Didn’t explain why she didn’t call for the 3 months before that but whatever, I don’t even care.” My voice cracks, betraying my sadness.

“Daddy no, I’m fine really! I’m a big girl I can handle it.”

My face gets hot. I giggle nervously not knowing what I should say.

“We went clothes shopping yesterday remember? There’s really nothing else I need.”

I laugh “I just don’t wanna overspend. What if I go crazy and buy out the whole mall? Where would we put 2,000 pairs of shoes? How many band tees and tank tops does one girl need? What if I spontaneously buy a boa constrictor?”

Surprised by his quick witted response and had no idea had to respond.

“I’ll take your silence as a 'no' now go have some fun. Treat yourself to lunch, if you want I’ll call your Uncles and you can have lunch at their place.”

“It’ll be fine. Now go shower, and when you start getting ready put on what’s in the box.”

We hang up and I head into the bathroom to shower.

I look like a girl who got fucked and dumped on prom night. Hair sticking up in the back, mascara running down my face, smeared lipstick…

I look around the inside of the box to see if there’s anything else but the box is empty.

Damn, they’re too small. Well, they aren’t uncomfortable so I’ll just deal with it.

'Everything set for lunch?"


Another text interrupts my train of thought.

'I think you may have gotten the wrong size, they’re really small in front.’

When the vibration finally stops I grab the phone and angrily dialed my father's number.

"No, everything is not okay! What the hell was that?!" I hiss

I'm completely stunned. How am I supposed to go through my day like this?

“Hold on a sec princess.” He goes silent for a moment.

After another pause he says “Well, did you die?”

“Then you’ll be fine. Don’t worry I won’t be torturing you non-stop, I have back to back meetings."

"Remember the conversation we had about control? Let's just say this is practice, now I’ve got to go. I love you.”

“I-fuck-I love you too.”

I brace myself and head inside, hoping he keeps true to his word and doesn’t fuck with me during lunch…