Bred in Daddy's Handcuffs
I: Breaking Daddy's Rules
I wake up with something big and warm pressing against my chest. In my sleep, my nipples have hardened. A delicious energy spikes through me as I open my eyes and see my breasts smashed against his huge chest.
“Daddy!”
He doesn't answer me with words. Instead, he goes right for my lips, circling my plush petals with his tongue, drowning me in kisses.
I'm breathless, shaking, burning to feel him filling the cavernous itch between my legs. God, I'll never understand how he can ignite it so fast!
After what feels like forever, Daddy tears away, wiping a sweat streaked lock of hair from my brow.
“Good morning, little girl. You gonna be good today and greet your Daddy right? It's early, and I don't have time to punish you before work.”
I nod, chewing my lower lip. It's hard to resist his lean muscle, stacked neatly on top of me as if we were designed to fit together.
And when I catch the fire in his eyes, there's no more stopping it, the wildfire urge surging up within me.
I can't think of doing anything anything except spreading my legs. I have to take him as deep as I can, and soon.
I look down, past the little bulge in my belly. Seeing his magnificent cock sliding into me beneath my pregnant bump pours electric pleasure into my brain.
He put it there. And it's only the first of many. After this baby, Daddy will fuck another one into me, won't he?
I think I understand now. Breeding has been the heart of his discipline against me all along – not those rough hands and silvery handcuffs.
They're just toys. It's his sperm that bends me to his will, his seed that's reformed me into his good little girl. But it's the same seed that keeps me so bad in the bedroom...
As if on cue, Daddy glides up to my pregnant womb and reaches beneath the bed. The small clacks of the handcuffs' chain tickles my ears like wind chimes.
“Arms up, Rachel,” he says, lifting my skinny wrists through the silver loops. “Good girl.”
Oh, and I've been good this morning. I'm glad I've been able to start another day on his good side. When I'm good to him, the rewards are just as sweet, even better than the way he tans my ass when I'm up to no good.
Daddy begins to thrust, hard and fast, pummeling the bed springs below us. Trembling, my lips crack open.
My soft moans gush like waterfalls, slowly growing into a roar. My carnal music surrounds me as I wash against Daddy's hard rock again and again, dissolving him into me, until our beautiful bodies are inseparable.
Yes, you've been very good to him today. What other daughter gives her beloved step-father a fiery release before he goes off to work?
He's right. You're getting better at being good. But wasn't that always the case?
I smile through my pleasure, muscles across my body seizing as Daddy reaches his maximum speed, rutting like an angry bull.
My clit sings beneath his thrusts. It feels like it's going to burst when the folds near it buckle around his erection.
I come on his cock, diving deep into white hot ecstasy.
I wish I could submerge myself forever and never, ever come up. But if I can't, then at least I'll make the most of every second our flesh is welded together, howling as my climax goes nova.
Above me, the handcuffs bite into my hands, stamping my wrists with their reddish bite. But I won't be stopped by a little discomfort.
I keep coming, harder when he growls and hurls his own release into me. His seed rockets deep – the very same potent seed that knocked me up. A second wildfire rips through me – two incredible and indistinct orgasms, one after the other.#p#分页标题#e#
It's only after we collapse onto the mattress together that I feel the burn in my hands. Daddy wipes his softening hardness and grabs the key off his nightstand.
He releases me and I lay in bed, watching him dress. A lower heat roils my loins when I see his uniform pressed tight across his body.
Daddy's always been one hell of an imposing cop. Dressed in his modern day armor, it makes me want to jump him all over again.
He walks back over before he leaves, warming my forehead with a single wet kiss. A minute later, I hear the door slam shut, and then his police cruiser rumbles out of the garage.
I lay there, alone in my thoughts, lingering happily in the sticky fire he's left between my legs.
It's hard to believe all that's happened in just a few months. I close my eyes, lost in memories and dreams, remembering the day when it all started, back when I was a bad little brat...
My breath caught in my lungs the instant I heard the doorknob turn. Daddy was about to step through that door, and he probably knew I'd gotten fired from Wallstone's.
Shit, I'm in for it. If only it weren't for that stupid lead.
That asshat idiot who spent more time eyeballing me than doing his own job.
I wake up with something big and warm pressing against my chest. In my sleep, my nipples have hardened. A delicious energy spikes through me as I open my eyes and see my breasts smashed against his huge chest.
“Daddy!”
He doesn't answer me with words. Instead, he goes right for my lips, circling my plush petals with his tongue, drowning me in kisses.
I'm breathless, shaking, burning to feel him filling the cavernous itch between my legs. God, I'll never understand how he can ignite it so fast!
After what feels like forever, Daddy tears away, wiping a sweat streaked lock of hair from my brow.
“Good morning, little girl. You gonna be good today and greet your Daddy right? It's early, and I don't have time to punish you before work.”
I nod, chewing my lower lip. It's hard to resist his lean muscle, stacked neatly on top of me as if we were designed to fit together.
And when I catch the fire in his eyes, there's no more stopping it, the wildfire urge surging up within me.
I can't think of doing anything anything except spreading my legs. I have to take him as deep as I can, and soon.
I look down, past the little bulge in my belly. Seeing his magnificent cock sliding into me beneath my pregnant bump pours electric pleasure into my brain.
He put it there. And it's only the first of many. After this baby, Daddy will fuck another one into me, won't he?
I think I understand now. Breeding has been the heart of his discipline against me all along – not those rough hands and silvery handcuffs.
They're just toys. It's his sperm that bends me to his will, his seed that's reformed me into his good little girl. But it's the same seed that keeps me so bad in the bedroom...
As if on cue, Daddy glides up to my pregnant womb and reaches beneath the bed. The small clacks of the handcuffs' chain tickles my ears like wind chimes.
“Arms up, Rachel,” he says, lifting my skinny wrists through the silver loops. “Good girl.”
Oh, and I've been good this morning. I'm glad I've been able to start another day on his good side. When I'm good to him, the rewards are just as sweet, even better than the way he tans my ass when I'm up to no good.
Daddy begins to thrust, hard and fast, pummeling the bed springs below us. Trembling, my lips crack open.
My soft moans gush like waterfalls, slowly growing into a roar. My carnal music surrounds me as I wash against Daddy's hard rock again and again, dissolving him into me, until our beautiful bodies are inseparable.
Yes, you've been very good to him today. What other daughter gives her beloved step-father a fiery release before he goes off to work?
He's right. You're getting better at being good. But wasn't that always the case?
I smile through my pleasure, muscles across my body seizing as Daddy reaches his maximum speed, rutting like an angry bull.
My clit sings beneath his thrusts. It feels like it's going to burst when the folds near it buckle around his erection.
I come on his cock, diving deep into white hot ecstasy.
I wish I could submerge myself forever and never, ever come up. But if I can't, then at least I'll make the most of every second our flesh is welded together, howling as my climax goes nova.
Above me, the handcuffs bite into my hands, stamping my wrists with their reddish bite. But I won't be stopped by a little discomfort.
I keep coming, harder when he growls and hurls his own release into me. His seed rockets deep – the very same potent seed that knocked me up. A second wildfire rips through me – two incredible and indistinct orgasms, one after the other.#p#分页标题#e#
It's only after we collapse onto the mattress together that I feel the burn in my hands. Daddy wipes his softening hardness and grabs the key off his nightstand.
He releases me and I lay in bed, watching him dress. A lower heat roils my loins when I see his uniform pressed tight across his body.
Daddy's always been one hell of an imposing cop. Dressed in his modern day armor, it makes me want to jump him all over again.
He walks back over before he leaves, warming my forehead with a single wet kiss. A minute later, I hear the door slam shut, and then his police cruiser rumbles out of the garage.
I lay there, alone in my thoughts, lingering happily in the sticky fire he's left between my legs.
It's hard to believe all that's happened in just a few months. I close my eyes, lost in memories and dreams, remembering the day when it all started, back when I was a bad little brat...
My breath caught in my lungs the instant I heard the doorknob turn. Daddy was about to step through that door, and he probably knew I'd gotten fired from Wallstone's.
Shit, I'm in for it. If only it weren't for that stupid lead.
That asshat idiot who spent more time eyeballing me than doing his own job.