“It will be taken care of.
With that, I end the call, tossing my phone onto mine and Daddy’s bed. It’s covered in pink pillows and sheets, but he doesn’t care. As long as I’m happy. “Cheese and crackers,” I mutter, torn between wanting to crawl into bed and pull the covers over my head and starting to get ready for dinner.
A little nap sounds yummy right now, but there probably isn't any time. Maybe if I hurry and get ready, Daddy and I will have time to play together before dinner.
I make my way over to the closet and pull out a white baby-doll dress, not caring that it's freezing outside. Daddy loves me in dresses, and I want to give him a sneak peek at what’s to come tomorrow.
This dress isn’t as fancy as the one I'm wearing tomorrow, but the bottom puffs out and stops mid-thigh. The top hugs tight to my chest, with lace covering up my cleavage. Daddy doesn't like when we go out and too much of what’s his hangs out for others to see.
I discard my shirt and slip on the dress, ditching my underwear in the process. I wonder if Daddy will make me put some on. I’m sure it won’t take him long to notice I don’t have any on under my dress.
Sitting down at my vanity, I pull out a lace bow and tie it in my hair, making sure the bow is just perfect before I put on a little make-up.
I can't believe that tomorrow I will become Daddy’s in every sense of the word. I was made to be his, and now we get to celebrate that with everyone.
Our relationship might not be the norm to others, but it’s ours and what we both want. There had been a time when I’d thought I’d be too much for William and that he would grow tired of me. But he only seems to want me more and more every day. Even my quirks, which seem to annoy other people, make his face light up. Instead of being agitated, he gives me a look that tells me Daddy will be spanking me for my antics when we get home. The thought makes me squirm in my chair.
I haven’t gotten a spanking in a few weeks, not since my friend Holly threw that bachelorette party for me. It was just supposed to be dinner, then on to some painting party class, but the painting class never happened. We ended up at some club that let in girls aged eighteen and up, and we spent about twenty minutes dancing before I felt Daddy’s arms around me. He threw me over his shoulder and stormed from the club. We barely made it in the door before he had me naked and bent over the couch as he spanked my ass. I could barely sit the next day. Worse, he flipped me over and waved his cock in front of me not letting him touch him.
Bad girls didn’t get to have Daddy’s cock. He came all over my breasts, then made me scoop his cum up and put it inside me. Because Daddy’s cum is never wasted. He promptly put me in bed all needy for him. He didn’t let me cum for three days! Each day he stripped me down while he worked his own cock and spilled onto me. It was miserable not being able to touch him. I’ll never not tell Daddy where I am again.
It was stupid and unfair of me to do that to him. I know he worries about me and that I’m the most important thing to him. It was selfish of me because of everything he does for me.
That’s why I want this wedding to be perfect. To show him how much he means to me and that I only want to make him happy. My last spanking wasn’t one that turned into sweet loving. It was pure discipline, and he hasn't spanked me since, even when I pushed at being bratty a few times.
After putting on some cherry-pink lip gloss, I grab my purse and make sure I have everything I need. I check my texts to make sure I don’t have any new ones from the wedding planner and that everything is on track. I grab the gift I made as a special surprise just for Daddy.
Let’s see if I can find myself a spanking.
Chapter Two
William
I hear Haley knock lightly on the door to my office and I end my call. I’ve been trying to finish up just some last-minute things so I can take off plenty of time for the wedding and honeymoon and give Haley all my attention. She’s been so stressed trying to plan the most perfect day for us, and after all the chaos is over, I plan on pampering every inch of her as a reward.
“Come in, baby girl.”
She opens the door and walks in, and immediately my dick is hard. She looks so innocent and sweet, and I want nothing more than to thrust my cock into her tight cunt. Her white dress is short, and the ruffles, make her look untouched. Her fat tits are nearly bursting out of the thin lace top, and her hard nipples make my mouth water.
“Hi, Daddy.”
She dips her chin and looks up at me through her thick lashes. Her glossy lips beg for my cock to slide between them. Her knee-high tights and the bow in her hair make her look absolutely angelic, and I love every single inch.