What are you doing? Are you touching yourself under those blankets?
No? So if I did a fruit inspection right now you’re not going to be messy, right?
Please Daddy. I don’t want an inspection right now.
*sheepishly* because I am wet
*determined* but not because I was touching myself. I was just thinking about you touching me Daddy.
mhmm. Okay. Give me your hands.
No? Why no? Don’t lie to me this time.
*ashamed* Okaaaayyy… I was touching myself.
Yea… I don’t know why you think you can lie to me. You know I always catch you. Get out of bed.
*throws back the blankets and stands. Steps toward Daddy*
Stop. I didn’t say come here. Kneel.
*looks confused and hesitant*
Go on. Get down on your knees right there.
*kneels on the bedroom floor*
Don’t “Daddy, please” me. You know you aren’t allowed to touch yourself.
*pleading* But Daddy. It’s been sooo long since you’ve let me cum. And it’s not fair.
*mocking* It’s been soooo long since Daddy let you cum??
It’s been 2 weeks princess.
*whining* Daddy that’s so much longer than usual.
Yes I know that’s much longer than you normally go. But this is for your own good baby.
*I place your pillow between your legs. On top I place the vibrator and turn it on.*
Don’t touch it. Hands behind your back.
*I pull up chair and sit 3 feet in front of you. I pull my cock out over the waist band of my sweats. It’s not yet fully erect, but it’s certainly growing.*
*I slowly begin stroking myself. As I do, I begin growing in my hand, getting harder.*
*You’re watching. Imagining it was your hands wrapped around me. Making Daddy feel good. You hear the vibrator buzzing. Between your legs you are aching to be filled. You begin to sink closer to the vibration. Feel it begin to press into your special parts.*
*my left hand whips out from behind the chair and a flogger stings across your upper thighs*
*screaming fading into whimpering* AHH! Daddy no please. Stop. You’re being so mean.
I have to punish you because you broke a rule.
*whimpering* But why put the vibrator there…
Because I know you can do it. You’re much stronger than you think.
*whimpering turning to grumpy* but why are you playing with yourself? It’s extra mean.
Because I can see how you are dripping down your thigh and I can’t help but think how good it would feel to breed your pretty pink peach. But you had to break the rules and so first you must be punished.
*the flogger stings across your thighs again*
*precum begins leaking from the tip of my cock. My strokes become shorter, faster, focused at the head.*
*your back and legs are starting to fatigue. Your legs begin shaking uncontrollably. You feel the cold sticky mess on your upper thighs.*
*mocking*Awww look at you starting to shake. Are your muscles getting so tired baby? We’re almost done. Here, this might help.
*I stand, take half a step closer to you*
*you close your eyes and open your mouth in eager anticipation of getting to feel Daddy’s cock twitch in your throat as he fills your tummy with his seed. Instead you get hit in the face with thick ropes of warm cum. It drips down your neck and flat chest.*
All done. Here. Let Daddy help you up.
*you’re pulled to your feet. Your legs feel weak and wobbly under you.*
*I give your bum a light slap and note the quiet whimper that escapes your lips*
Go clean yourself up. Dinner is just about ready and I need you to set the table.