All I have left to put on now are my white shorts and I’ll be good to go. I love this outfit because all the blues match my eyes, and I did my hair in two loose pigtails with matching ribbons. Maybe it’s too much blue, but I really like it and I know Daddy’s favorite color is blue. He says it’s because of my eyes, so that’s why I put this outfit together. I thought he would like it, but now I’m second guessing myself. I seem to be doing that a lot lately.
“You don’t like it?” I question, looking up at him through my eyelashes.
“If it’s what you want to wear, then it’s perfect.”
I’m not convinced. Something is off, and I can’t seem to put my finger on it. Since yesterday everything has seemed off balance, and I’m not sure how to handle it because Daddy always handles everything. I don’t like this. It seems like there’s this space between us, which is silly because Daddy has pretty much been inside me non-stop since we got here.
“It just needs one more thing,” he says, interrupting my thoughts. “Spread your legs wide for Daddy.”
Scooting to the very edge of the bed, I do as he commands, letting my legs fall open.
“Don’t make me ask, little one. You know what Daddy wants, and you’re going to give it to him because it’s your job to make sure Daddy gets whatever he wants. Right now he wants to see your little pussy.”
Reaching down, I pull my panties to the side, showing him what he wants. I’m getting excited. I love it when he gets all bossy.
He licks his lips, making me wish he’d put his mouth down there, but instead he just undoes his belt, pulls his cock out, and slowly strokes himself. He’s enjoying the view of me laid out for him, and I’m enjoying the view of him touching his cock.
“Lie back, but keep your legs hanging off the side of the bed and your panties pushed to the side.”
I do as I’m told, dropping back onto the bed. Instantly, Daddy’s on top of me, looming over me, caging me in.
He places one of his hands next to my head, bracing his body. The other is on his cock, his legs between mine. Dipping lower, he rubs his tip over my clit, back and forth, making me moan.
“Inside me, Daddy,” I beg, but he ignores my pleas and continues stroking himself, rubbing the tip of his cock against my clit. He’s not giving me enough pressure to be able to get off if I want to, however.
“Daddy!” I beg again. “Make me sparkle,”
“No.” he grits out. “Tell me whose pussy is this? Who gets to say when you get off?”
“It’s yours, Daddy. You. Please.”
“Louder.” His voice is harsher than normal. Again, he feels…off.
“It’s yours. All yours, Daddy, I promise.” I’m hoping he’ll give me what I need, but I also want him to know that I’m completely and totally his.
“Fuck yeah, it is,” he grunts, and I feel his warm release hit my kitty. Some of him splashes on my thighs too.
“Don’t move,” he says, standing up from the bed. He pulls his phone out of his pocket and takes a picture before sliding it back into his pocket. This is something he’s never done before. Reaching down, he releases my hand that was holding my panties to the side, putting them back in place, and then gives them a tap. The cum from his release making them stick to me.
“If you’re a good girl tonight, I’ll take care of you when you get back to the room, so if I were you, I’d be on my best behavior.”
“But I’m so achy all over right now!” I pout and rub my hands over my boobs, trying to ease the ache.
He ignores my pleas and motions for me to step into my shorts. I do, and then he quickly puts on my sneakers, double knotting the laces for me. Then he adjusts his suit. Within seconds he looks perfect with nothing out of place.
Suddenly, I remember his comment from earlier. “What was the one thing you said I still needed?”
“You think Daddy would let you go out all alone and not put his cum on you?”
I blush at his words. That’s exactly what he just did. He didn’t clean it up at all, just put my clothes on over it.
“You never go somewhere I’m not going to be, without my cum on you.” He shoots me a hard look. “Got that?”
He pulls me from our bungalow and out into the night.
“You’re just going to wait out here?”
An uneasy feeling creeps into my system. It’s not like I haven’t done stuff on my own before, but why would I want to if I didn’t have to?
I went to classes alone because it would be weird if I needed someone to go with me. Sometimes I stayed at home alone; until I got in trouble. But that happened because Daddy was too busy at work for me to go with him. I would have died of boredom if I had to go with him.
“I’ll be right over there.” Daddy nods to the bar that sits thirty feet away from the entrance to the club. Sitting at the bar are a few men and women who look about Daddy’s age. They’re all talking and drinking. I can’t help but think to myself how perfectly he’ll fit in.
“Okay, I guess.”
Leaning up to give him a kiss, I feel him whisper against my lips. “Be a good girl, Haley.” He gives my butt a soft squeeze before letting go, and it makes me smile.
Two girls come stumbling out of the club, the loud music escaping through the door with them, and they run their eyes over my Daddy. He doesn’t seem to notice them because his eyes are still on me.
“I’ll be good, I promise,” I say, dropping down from my tip toes.
“I’ll be right over here if you need me,” he says again, pointing to the bar.