Daddy's Secret Crystal by Abby Kace

Author:Abby Kace [Kace, Abby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-04T23:00:00+00:00

I WALK AROUND sweeping the floor, my new piercing tinkling softly. Daddy has a housekeeper who cleans our place every week, but he likes watching me sweep.

“Your plump little ass is perfect,” he told me. “Those tits are just ripe, baby girl.”

It’s been three days since he took my virginity. Daddy licks my pussy every night, but he hasn’t fucked me there again.

In the meantime, he works from home, and whenever he wants, Daddy would order me to get on all fours before plunging his cock into my bottom. He uses my rear so often I’ve learned to cum with no other sensation but his thick length pumping between my cheeks.

Every now and then Daddy would use the dildo, or clamp my clit with his other crystal toy, which gives me gut-wrenching orgasms like nothing else.

Yesterday he left the clamp on me for an hour in bed, and I rode his cock with my asshole while my pussy squirted so much it looked like I’d peed the bed. I felt really embarrassed. But Daddy only said, “That’s a good little girl.”

Today I’m allowed to wear panties and a bra, but that’s all. When I prepare food, Daddy permits me an apron. Nothing more.

Every hour or so, he would find me in the house.

It doesn’t matter where I am or what I’m doing. He’d tell me to stand straight, and he’d check my panties. If I’m even a little wet, Daddy would kneel to suck out my juices until I cum. I am always wet. And I have to change panties every few hours. Both to stay clean, and because Daddy likes to rip them off.

Nothing has felt so humiliating.

And sexy.

My body fills with searing anticipation whenever I hear his commanding voice. Daddy gives me one orgasm after another.

“Jessica!” he shouts. “Are you finished with the roast?”

“Yes, Daddy!”

He’s making me cook too.

I carry the platter of roast beef into the dining room.

“Do you feel any different?” Daddy asks.

“Huh?”

“The piercing. How does it feel?”

“Fine, I guess.” The crystal always feels hot against my skin.

“You’re being very obedient, little girl.”

“Thank you, Daddy. Do you like the roast?”

He tastes a bite. “Very tender, Princess. Almost more juicy than your pussy. Your cooking has certainly improved.”

I pout and cross my arms. I must’ve spent five hours laboring over that stupid roast. And that doesn’t include all the times he interrupted to check my panties. “Daddy, why do you ask me to cook all the time?”

“To see if you would obey my every instruction. No matter how extreme.”

Of course I follow his instructions. I love obeying Daddy. The crystal is just superstition, I’m sure, like Larsen said.

“Come here, little girl.”

I pad over, blushing from his stare, from the massive cock in Daddy’s fist. He doesn’t bother hiding his erection anymore. His shirt is always open too, and those hard abs make my belly weak.

When our knees touch, Daddy raises his hand.

I stand perfectly still.

He unties my apron, and his eyes wander over my curves. My breasts spill free when he yanks down my bra.

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