Chapter 21

Chapter Twenty-One

“Happy Valentine’s Day, princess,”Daddy whispered in my ear. I was still half asleep, enjoying the enveloping warmth of a perfectly comfy bed and Daddy’s perfectly rock hard cock pressed against my bottom.

“Mmm,” I groaned sleepily, stretching languidly up against his hard body.

“I have something for you,” he whispered against the shell of my ear, pressing a kiss into my hair as I squirmed.

“Is it going back to sleep for a few more hours?” I groaned. He chuckled and turned away from me.

“No, but I do have something for you to open.”

I sat up slowly, blinking as my eyes struggled to adjust to the early morning light. As soon as I could clearly make out the room again through my sleep-hazed vision, he pressed a red envelope into my hands.

“For me?” I asked with a yawn.

“Yes, princess. Just for you. Open it.” I swore that grin of his would kill me someday, but for now I happily tore open the envelope, the word princess scrawled on the front with his scratchy lettering.

To my beloved princess,

Nothing has made me happier than the day you agreed to be my princess, my own little girl. These last weeks have been some of the best in my life. To celebrate our first Valentine’s Day, I want to give you something special. So get dressed and let me show you your gift. Daddy loves you.

XOXO, Daddy

Tears filled my eyes as I turned to wrap my arms around his broad frame.

“Come with me,” he whispered against the shell of my ear. I would have been happy to stay put right there cuddled in Daddy’s arms, but what Daddy said, I did.

“Where are we going?” I murmured into his chest. He smelled so good. Maybe I could convince him to stay right here and just hold me for a while longer. Surely he would say yes. But Daddy had other plans.

“Down to the playroom. I have something to show you.”

“Is it my present?” I whispered excitedly, almost not daring to hope for a treat. I did love treats from Daddy, though.

“It is. Now hurry that cute little butt up and go take a look at the surprise Daddy got you.” I could hear his footsteps behind me as I raced down the stairs, but nothing could have prepared me for what awaited me as I opened the playroom door.

The entire room had changed. Where once there had been simple cream walls decorated with a few wall hangings here and there, now stood a little girl’s dream room. The walls were painted in the most beautiful dark sage green, with brown accents here and there to set the color off. Along the walls hung different decorations, all in a woodland creature theme. A new comforter lay over the bed, and a soft cream rug sat in one corner of the room under a sheer canopy that hung from the ceiling. Above the toddler bed I had slept in many times now was the word Princess, in a beautiful scrawling script.

Tears pricked at my eyes, my shaking fingers covering my mouth as I took in the beauty of what he had done.

“Daddy…” I began in an awe-filled whisper.

“Do you like it, princess?”

Turning back to face him, his smug grin was all I needed to see before I ran to him, literally jumping into his arms with glee and giggles.

“I love it, Daddy! It’s the prettiest, most amazing thing I’ve ever seen!” I pulled away from him, unable to stay still for long in my excitement. I buzzed here and there throughout the room, taking in all the little personal touches he had put on the room to make it perfect. He had even put my chore chart in a custom frame, with carved unicorns! It was beyond perfection.

Daddy followed me over to where I was inspecting the chore chart. He glanced over it with a playfully critical eye. “Hmm, let’s see here. How did my little princess do yesterday?” His finger traced over my list of tasks for the previous day.

“You brushed your teeth, good. It looks like you got all your water in, excellent! You made your bed, put all your stuffies away, did your daily journaling and meditation… Princess, it looks like you got all of your gold stars for yesterday!” He turned to me, smiling. I couldn’t help but smile back, shivering with anticipation.

“You know what that means, little one? You get your reward!” I squealed gleefully; I knew exactly what my reward was. When princesses are good for their Daddies, they get to have lots and lots of cummies. And I was a greedy little princess for Daddy’s rewards.

Daddy’s chuckle was full of promises as he paced over to the bookshelf and pulled out one of my favorites. He turned to me, handing it out. “Why don’t you lie down and read for Daddy for a bit, princess? Daddy loves it when you read to him.”

Suppressing a pout of disappointment, I nodded and took the book. Reading for Daddy was fun, but I had other fun things in mind that I would much rather be doing. Still, I loved making Daddy proud, and I didn’t want to disappoint him. I laid down as instructed and began to read out loud. Daddy sat beside me, giving me light touches along my back and legs, teasing me with occasional touches on my bottom. It took everything I had to keep still and continue reading.

“And Sparky looked up at the bird and bark — oh!” I exclaimed as Daddy slipped my bottoms down, exposing me to his hungry gaze. He began massaging my ass, letting a thumb slip between my cheeks to tease my little rosebud and make me gasp.

“Be good for Daddy and keep reading,” he murmured, his thumb slowly circling my ass. Arching into his touch, I keened, wanting to feel him slip inside of me. It was a new desire I’d only come to enjoy with him, but I could not deny that I loved it. The slick sensation of lube dripping over my puckered rosebud caused a quiver of need to run through my body, and my hips lifted off of the bed, searching for more.

“Be good and stay still for Daddy. Let me prepare you.” Pressing a kiss to my tailbone, he slipped his finger inside of me, just the tip, easing me open for him. I groaned, dropping the book onto the bed with a soft thud.

“I told you to keep reading, princess. Listen to Daddy if you don’t want a punishment,” he chastised with a swift warning swat to my bottom. “Fuck, I do love that jiggle, princess. Such a luscious little ass for Daddy.”

His fingers played, preparing me and stretching me before the cold feel of metal touched my puckered hole.

“Deep breath. Relax those muscles for me, baby. Right there. Open up and let Daddy in.” His lusty coaching only made me drip for him as the plug slipped past the sphincter and was seated perfectly inside of me. Groaning, I began reading aloud once more.

As I worked to keep my focus on stringing one word after the next to form coherent sentences — a very difficult task at this point — Daddy continued toying and teasing me. He pulled the plug out a bit, then pushed it back in, letting me feel the delicious stretch. Every time I lost my place or trailed off with a moan of pleasure, I received a swift smack from Daddy’s palm. Even that only added to my quickly increasing arousal.

“Up for Daddy, there’s a good girl.” Daddy pulled me up by the hips to be in a kneeling position now, ass up and head down. He guided me to spread my knees to just past shoulder width apart, and I flushed at the thought of him inspecting my little body from such an open and helpless position.

“Keep reading, princess. Daddy needs to taste you, okay? Try to stay focused for me.” The feel of his tongue gliding over my lower lips made me gasp. I quickly scanned the page, trying to find where I had left off in my story as his tongue flicked and slid against my aching clit.

“The little puppy was exc — Daddy!” I moaned loudly as he buried his face in my cunny, lapping and laving from my clit all the way back to where the plug decorated my rosebud, and back again. He devoured me like I was his last meal and had me shaking with impending climax before I had even finished the page. Not that I had been very successful in making progress.

Right before I tumbled over the edge into orgasm, his tongue left me. I wanted to scream in frustration and thrust my ass higher, wiggling pitifully to find the friction that I needed. Daddy chuckled mischievously.

“Not yet. Little one. You’ll get your reward when Daddy is good and ready to give it to you. Why don’t you put that book down for now, hmm? I have other ideas for how you can show me what a good girl you are.” His voice was full of power and promise, and I was helpless to do anything but obey. No sooner had I placed the book to the side, then I found myself flipped over onto my back, staring up at the man who had shown me heights of pleasure I had never dreamed possible. He held a toy up for me to see.

“We have a new toy to play with today, love. This is called a magic wand.” I knew exactly what the toy was, but that didn’t stop me from playing the part we both loved so much.

“Is it really magic, Daddy?” I questioned, my brows furrowing in faux confusion as he showed off the new shiny toy. This was arguably the best part of our role play; the way I was able to sink into an innocence I hadn’t realized I missed so desperately until he gave me the opportunity to reclaim it. I relished every moment of it.

“Oh, so very magical, little princess. See?” He clicked the button on the side of the toy, and the large, rounded head buzzed to life. My eyes widened in surprise, and I giggled as I reached a finger out to feel it.

“Now, I need you to be such a good girl for Daddy right now. I need you to try so very hard not to let yourself cum until I say you can, okay? I know it will be so hard, but I believe in you, baby girl. I think you can do this.”

I nodded vigorous agreement, bracing myself to hold back, no matter how hard Daddy made — “Daddy! Oh fuck, fuck, that… Oh Daddy, help me, it’s too hard. I’m going to have a cummy!” I writhed and bucked on the bed, arching my back and gripping the sheets with white knuckles.

“Breath, princess. Slow, deep breaths. Focus on my voice.” He pressed the buzzy harder against my clit, spreading my lower lips and pulling the hood back so there was nothing shielding me from the brutal pleasure. He clicked a button, and the toy started a pattern of vibration that was as infuriating as it was pleasurable, keeping me right on the ragged edge.

Proving once again how well he could read me, Daddy relented exactly one fraction of a second before I lost my hold on myself. The buzzing left me, and I wailed my frustration to the heavens at the loss and denial. It only made him chuckle.

“Oh, princess doesn’t like that at all, does she?” I groaned and shook my head. He laughed again, and moved over me, positioning his cock right at the entrance of my sopping wet cunny. I swore the man was a magician, with how he could suddenly be naked with no warning.

The feeling of him sliding home inside me was almost enough to make me cum immediately, right then and there. The stretch was so perfect, filling every bit of me as he began grinding against me. He didn’t truly fuck me, not yet, just moved deep inside me.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good, baby. You take Daddy’s cock so perfectly.” He turned the magic wand to a higher setting and deftly positioned it between us. It pressed against my clitty with each thrust, and the combined sensation was too much. I screamed out my pleasure as he forced an orgasm from me, making my entire body clench and contort around him as I came.

“That’s it, princess. Squeeze around me as you cum. Right here as I grind into you. Cum again, and milk Daddy’s cock. Fuck!” Word by filthy word, he pushed me to one orgasm after the other, his thick girth stretching me as the buzzing toy made it impossible to do anything but fall apart for him. Not that there’s anything I would rather have done at that moment.

I felt him reposition his knees, and he began thrusting harder inside of me. In and out, his cock penetrated my deepest parts, hitting just right and making me see stars. He clicked the button on the magic wand again to make the vibration even more intense, then somehow wedged it between us as he pulled me up to straddle his thighs. I wrapped my arms around his neck and rode him hard. His arms were around my lower hips, and he pulled me up rhythmically before letting me fall back down hard onto his cock, thrusting up violently every time.

Faster and faster he fucked me as I rode him, until my head fell back and I exploded into the most intense orgasm yet. I felt his roar of pleasure as much as heard it, as he found his pleasure as well, filling my cunny up with his hot, sticky seed. I felt it squirt out around his cock as he bred me.

Eventually, Daddy let me lay back down on my back on the bed. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, could hardly even remember my own name as he slumped over beside me in our post-orgasm glow. Screw that, it wasn’t a glow. We’d created a freaking inferno between the two of us. I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to walk again. Which, honestly, wasn’t a concern when I had such a strong Daddy who could carry me around everywhere.

“Now, that is how you break in a playroom,” he sighed, pulling me close to him. The fact that he could even form words after all of that was the exact reason why he was Daddy and I was princess.

And I could not have been happier.

They say you can’t return home. And that’s true. The girl who left Providence all those years ago would never return to the home that had built her. Instead, I laid here, a joy-filled, beautiful work of art, ready to face whatever was in store for me. Snuggling into Daddy, I knew I could do anything I set my mind to.