Just A Shadow

As i gathered my things for work, Daddy came to see me out the door. I realized i forgot my phone and turn to point behind him where its plugged in.

Me: Almost forgot my phone

Daddy: *grabs my phone and hands it to me* "dont want to forgot your phone, or id have to being it to you at work"

Me: *twinkle in my eye, throws my phone on the couch*

Daddy: "No! *grabs my phone and hands it to me* Brat.."

*I giggle and kiss him. *

As i gathered my things for work, Daddy came to see me out the door. I realized i forgot my phone and turn to point behind him where its plugged in.

Me: Almost forgot my phone

Daddy: *grabs my phone and hands it to me* "dont want to forgot your phone, or id have to being it to you at work"

Me: *twinkle in my eye, throws my phone on the couch*

Daddy: "No! *grabs my phone and hands it to me* Brat.."

*I giggle and kiss him. *

and then, when it's late, before bed, daddy n me hang out in bed together and he gives me lots of adult kisses. I love kiss time with daddy! I really love when daddy's kisses trail down my neck and press harder into my skin, and dad's breathing gets all shaky and weird. I'm not scared at all cause Daddy told me that just means he really really loves me lots!! he loves me so much that sometimes, dad says he can't hold back how much he loves me and he has to show me. that's always the most fun even if it is a little confusing and overwhelming at times

too bad I always wake up the next morning in his bed, still tired, a little sore, leaking something down there, and missing my dad. I was sleeping so good, and he couldn't bear to wake his kiddo up when I was sleeping so good.

only allowed to wear clothes if it’s slutty… maybe a miniskirt that doesn’t cover anything and a see through crop top… maybe just a bunny tail butt plug with some bunny ears and a collar

my slutty holes always dripping and exposed so you can use me whenever

Down below, the sheer tights hugged my bare pussy so tightly it was almost obscene. Every step made the material rub against my clit, and I was already getting wet just thinking about how pissed off and horny Daddy would get when he saw me.

I strutted into the living room like I owned the place, tits bouncing freely under the tank top, ass on full display in those see-through tights. I “innocently” bent over to pick something up, knowing full well my soaked cunt was outlined perfectly through the fabric.

He lost it almost immediately.

“You stupid fucking brat,” he snarled, grabbing me by the hair and yanking my head back hard. “Walking around my house dressed like a cheap whore again? No bra, no panties… you really are a brainless attention-seeking cumrag, aren’t you?”

I smirked up at him even as my pussy throbbed. “Maybe I just forgot, Daddy~”

That earned me a hard slap across the face and being shoved face-down over the arm of the couch. My heavy tits spilled out as he ripped the tank top down, nipples scraping against the rough fabric of the couch. Then his hand came down on my ass — loud, stinging spanks that made the sheer tights do nothing to soften the burn. Each smack sent heat blooming across my skin and straight to my dripping cunt.

“Forgot? You’re dripping down your thighs, you pathetic little whore. Look at this sloppy cunt.”

He tore a hole right in the crotch of my tights, the cool air hitting my soaked folds. I whimpered but couldn’t stop my hips from pushing back like a needy bitch. He slapped my bare pussy hard, over and over, making wet, filthy sounds as my juices splattered. The sting mixed with pleasure until I was moaning like a broken slut.

“Such a disgusting fuckpig,” he growled, slamming his thick cock into me in one brutal thrust. I cried out as he stretched me open, pounding me so deep and mercilessly that my tits swung wildly and my face was pressed into the couch. The torn tights rubbed roughly against my thighs with every savage stroke, the wet squelching of my cunt filling the room.

I tried to be bratty between moans: “Is that all you’ve got, Daddy? I thought you were going to punish me properly…”

Wrong answer.

He pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and shoved my legs wide open. Then he fucked me even harder, choking me, slapping my tits, pinching and twisting my nipples until I was sobbing.

“You don’t get to talk back, you worthless toy. You’re just holes. A brainless, cock-hungry cumdump who dresses like a whore because you need to be used and broken.”

He spit on my tits and smeared it around while railing me, calling me every filthy name — stupid slut, pathetic bitch, free-use fleshlight, disgusting whore. My pussy clenched around him the whole time, betraying how much I loved it.

When he finally came, he buried himself deep and pumped me full, thick loads leaking out around his cock and soaking into my ruined tights. But he wasn’t done. He dragged me to my knees and forced his messy cock down my throat.

“Clean your mess, brat. Taste how pathetic you are.”

I sucked him eagerly, tears running down my face, mascara ruined, while he stroked my hair and kept degrading me. By the end I was a trembling, cum-dripping mess — tits out, tights torn open, his cum running down my thighs and chin.

Down below, the sheer tights hugged my bare pussy so tightly it was almost obscene. Every step made the material rub against my clit, and I was already getting wet just thinking about how pissed off and horny Daddy would get when he saw me.

I strutted into the living room like I owned the place, tits bouncing freely under the tank top, ass on full display in those see-through tights. I “innocently” bent over to pick something up, knowing full well my soaked cunt was outlined perfectly through the fabric.

He lost it almost immediately.

“You stupid fucking brat,” he snarled, grabbing me by the hair and yanking my head back hard. “Walking around my house dressed like a cheap whore again? No bra, no panties… you really are a brainless attention-seeking cumrag, aren’t you?”

I smirked up at him even as my pussy throbbed. “Maybe I just forgot, Daddy~”

That earned me a hard slap across the face and being shoved face-down over the arm of the couch. My heavy tits spilled out as he ripped the tank top down, nipples scraping against the rough fabric of the couch. Then his hand came down on my ass — loud, stinging spanks that made the sheer tights do nothing to soften the burn. Each smack sent heat blooming across my skin and straight to my dripping cunt.

“Forgot? You’re dripping down your thighs, you pathetic little whore. Look at this sloppy cunt.”

He tore a hole right in the crotch of my tights, the cool air hitting my soaked folds. I whimpered but couldn’t stop my hips from pushing back like a needy bitch. He slapped my bare pussy hard, over and over, making wet, filthy sounds as my juices splattered. The sting mixed with pleasure until I was moaning like a broken slut.

“Such a disgusting fuckpig,” he growled, slamming his thick cock into me in one brutal thrust. I cried out as he stretched me open, pounding me so deep and mercilessly that my tits swung wildly and my face was pressed into the couch. The torn tights rubbed roughly against my thighs with every savage stroke, the wet squelching of my cunt filling the room.

I tried to be bratty between moans: “Is that all you’ve got, Daddy? I thought you were going to punish me properly…”

Wrong answer.

He pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and shoved my legs wide open. Then he fucked me even harder, choking me, slapping my tits, pinching and twisting my nipples until I was sobbing.

“You don’t get to talk back, you worthless toy. You’re just holes. A brainless, cock-hungry cumdump who dresses like a whore because you need to be used and broken.”

He spit on my tits and smeared it around while railing me, calling me every filthy name — stupid slut, pathetic bitch, free-use fleshlight, disgusting whore. My pussy clenched around him the whole time, betraying how much I loved it.

When he finally came, he buried himself deep and pumped me full, thick loads leaking out around his cock and soaking into my ruined tights. But he wasn’t done. He dragged me to my knees and forced his messy cock down my throat.

“Clean your mess, brat. Taste how pathetic you are.”

I sucked him eagerly, tears running down my face, mascara ruined, while he stroked my hair and kept degrading me. By the end I was a trembling, cum-dripping mess — tits out, tights torn open, his cum running down my thighs and chin.