by Becca Little
“I thought you didn’t want me.” She said as he started removing his pants. “I kept waiting…”
“This arrangement is about you.” He said as he positioned his cock against her pussy. “I told you in the beginning it would only happen if you wanted it. I used your mouth every time I wanted it because you gave it to me, and after you give your pussy to me, I will use it as well.”
“God yes…” She muttered.
Jenny smiled when Daddy slid his cock inside of her. It was the biggest one she had ever felt, and it started to stretch her more than she had ever been stretched before. She welcomed with a moan of pleasure, pushing her hips forward in anticipation. He started slowly sliding it, letting it become saturated with her lust. It hurt for a moment, but once she felt him going deeper, she could feel the pleasure overwhelming the temporary discomfort. He started moving faster, sliding his cock inside a little deeper each time until their hips connected in what Jenny felt was a victory.
“You’re enormous.” She said as her body adjusted to his girth.
Daddy started moving his cock inside of her, pulling it back to the edge of her pussy and then driving it in deep. Each thrust was harder than the one before it and he positioned his hands on both sides of her so he could get more momentum. Jenny lifted her hips to accept his cock each time, begging for it in the brief moments it wasn’t deep inside of her. His cock connected with her g-spot perfectly, bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm with each hard thrust. She could feel his cock swelling and she knew they were both reaching the point of no return.
“You’re so tight…” He moaned. “You fit me like a glove.”
Even with the number of thrusts he had delivered, she still felt resistance each time he slid deep inside her pussy. His abdominal muscles were clearly defined and tight, all the way down to his pelvis, and each time he drove his cock in deep, they teased her clitoris. It was too much for her to handle as every nerve was stimulated. She felt her orgasm beginning and knew it wouldn’t be long until she couldn’t contain it. He showed no sign of slowing down and she had learned one thing about him from the time she had spent pleasuring him with her mouth—he had a lot of endurance.
“I’m not going to last very much longer.” She said as she chewed on her lip.
“I’m just getting warmed up.” He said as he lifted her off the bed and held her in his arms.
The change in position quelled the orgasm that was building for a moment. Jenny felt impaled on his enormous cock as he lifted her up and then drove his cock upward into her pussy. Their bodies moved together like dancers in the light of the morning, perfectly synced in their desires. Jenny had never felt so connected to a man before when they made love. She was so used to them taking what they wanted and then leaving her wanting more. Her Daddy clearly didn’t plan to leave her with a wet unfulfilled pussy. It seemed like h was determined to keep her on the edge of pleasure for quite some time before she finally tasted bliss.
“This feels really good.” She moaned.
“You don’t know how badly I’ve wanted to watch you cum.” He said as he ran his hands up her back and took her hair in his hands.
Jenny’s neck was turned and the bare flesh exposed. He pulled her forward and kissed her while he continued to lift her up and drive his cock in deep. She was enthralled in his touch, unable to feel anything but the pureness of their desires. He pounded her until she was once again close, especially with his lips on her neck. Her pussy started to spasm and he slowed down again. He lifted her up and brought her onto the bed, still holding her hair in his hand. He placed her on one side and a straddled her left leg. Her right leg, which was on top, was pushed up until her knee was almost touching her breasts. He slid up her leg until his cock entered her again.
“That’s even deeper…” She let out a long sigh of pleasure.
From that position, he could put his hips into each thrust a lot more and the impact was immediate. She felt him slamming into her hard, deeper than before, to the point that she was certain he was going to split her in half if he didn’t slow down, yet she didn’t want him to stop at all. His thrusts were like a jackhammer bouncing against her. He reached down with the hand that wasn’t holding her hair and began to massage her clitoris while he drove himself inside. Jenny couldn’t hold out any longer. She was in complete and total orgasmic nirvana.
“Now you’re going to really cum.” He said with a moan. “And so am I.”
The rapid thrusts shattered the ceiling of Jenny believed to be the limit of her pleasure. She began to spasm, her insides tingling and then burning with the need for a release. Her pussy clenched on his cock but he didn’t slow down. He kept his steady thrusts, each one making his cock throb even more and she knew he was about to unload inside of her. No man had ever taken her unprotected, but she was so far past the point of thinking about it she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. The first stream of his cum exploded inside of her and Jenny’s body responded with an orgasm that shook her to her foundations.
“Yes!” She let out a scream that caused her to almost hyperventilate as she continued to orgasm.
He didn’t slow down, despite the fact her whole body was shaking. He continued to drive his cock in, unloading more and more of his manhood with every thrust. When his motions finally started to slow, Jenny had lost count of the number of tiny orgasms she had felt on top of the two large ones that left her so exhausted and tired she could barely move. Daddy slumped down against her back for a moment and then fell over onto his side, pulling her close against his naked body. Jenny’s mind was racing and her body was tingling with the afterglow of her orgasm.
“You can use me like that, anytime you want.” She whispered quietly.
“Be careful with your promises.” He leaned over and lightly kissed her neck. “I’m a ravenous man who isn’t easily satisfied.”
Jenny smiled at the comment. The passion that had erupted between them was fresh on her mind and their bodies were joined together as the sweat started to dry. The initial discussion regarding her life as his Little Jenny was one that left her confused and concerned, but everything had been perfect. There had been nothing forced on her that she didn’t want except for the regular spankings, but she knew she had earned each one of those. In fact, her bottom hadn’t been red in so long she was starting to miss them. There was something about his stern hand that she found enchanting, even when she went to bed feeling like she had disappointed him.
They slept together in her bed, wrapped in each other’s arms, even though they had just gotten up. Saturday meant no school work, so once they finally did wake up, they showered together and ate a very late breakfast that was basically an early lunch—their first brunch together. They watched television together, played with Mr. Fluffy, and cuddled for most of the day. It was one of the best days of her life, completely stress free and without any worries. Jenny wished all their days could have been like that, without him having to go to work or her having to go to school. She realized that was a child’s fantasy, one that wasn’t realistic in any way, but her heart still wanted to be with her Daddy every waking moment of every day.
CHAPTER 15: HELLO JENNIFER
10 months later
The days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months. Jenny had become so happy that the life she left behind was a blur of uncertainty. She stayed busy with school and Daddy stayed busy with work. The times they had together when neither had responsibilities was spent in the bedroom, enjoying the passion that seemed to always be at a roaring boil between them. She made mistakes, as anyone would, and he never hesitated to put her over his knee and spank her until she cried. She didn’t live in fear of having her bottom reddened by his hand, and each time she ended up across his knee, she learned a valuable lesson she didn’t forget again.
“Do you really have to go to work?” She asked as he ate his breakfast. “It was such a good weekend, I don’t want it to end…”
“I enjoyed our
time as well, but I have responsibilities. A lot of people depend on me. If I don’t go to work and run the company, thousands of people will suffer.” He smiled and patted her hand. “I’ll come home to you as soon as I can.”
“Mondays are always late…” She muttered.
“I know, but we make up for that when Saturday and Sunday comes around. There was a time when I worked well into the night and every weekend.” He stood and picked up his briefcase. “You’re the best distraction ever.”
“I’ll miss you.” She stood up and he pulled her in for a kiss.
“I’ll miss you too. I love you, Jenny.” He said as their lips parted.
“I love you too, Daddy.” She walked to the door and watched him leave.
With her Daddy gone, she fixed a glass of tea and sat down at her laptop. She had already finished a full semester and almost scored the grades he wanted. A trip over his knee reminded her that she had to do better the next time, and she certainly had a good start. As she sat there in the silence, she heard something outside the front door. She had never really heard anything except for the various people he hired, but he was always there when they came. A second later, she heard a voice and it caused her to look towards the window.
“Is someone there?” She walked over to the door.
“She’s in there.” A male voice said and then she heard footsteps.
A few seconds later, the lights in the house went out. It wasn’t dark since it was the middle of the day, but all power was cut. The alarm on the wall that normally stayed armed while her Daddy was at work suddenly blinked a couple of times and went off. It had been disarmed. She felt her heart rate rising and she realized something was right. There was a loud sound at the door and the whole door rattled against the hinges. She stared at it in shock and ran to the phone her Daddy had told her was for emergencies, but the line was dead. A few seconds later, the front door shook and then started to splinter.
“What the hell!?” She ran to the kitchen to look for a knife.
The splintering sound gave way to the sound of wood shattering the next time she heard the loud sound against the door. She peeked around the corner after arming herself and saw a pair of black boots slamming into the broken door and pushing it open. She stared in horror, transfixed on the image until the door was finally open and a large man stepped into the room. She recognized him, but she couldn’t place the face easily. He looked around the house and then spotted her. He started towards her with a determined march and she held the knife in front of her, hoping she could defend herself.
“Jennifer!” He said firmly. “Do you remember me? I’m John Vogel.”
“John Vogel?” She stepped back holding the knife. “You’re the guy from my building, the one who saved me. What the hell are you doing here?”
“I’m here to save you again.” He said, grabbing her wrist so hard she dropped the knife.
“Save me? I don’t need saving.” She tried to pull away but he hooked her around the waist with his arm and tossed her on his shoulder.
“I got her, do you copy?” He spoke in a device on his shoulder.
“I copy.” She heard a female voice say through the static.
“Let go of me! I don’t need saving!” She furiously pounded his back, but he was wearing some sort of Kevlar vest.
“Your friends have been very worried about you, Jennifer.” He said as he started towards the door with her on his shoulder. “Your mother is worried sick.”
“What?” Jenny asked. “I told them I was okay!”
“That was almost a year ago.” He said as he stepped through the door.
“How did you find me? What is going on?” Jenny asked as he walked down the steps.
Jenny couldn’t see a whole lot in the position she was in, but she could tell that the front gates were open. The power seemed to have been killed to them as well, and they were forced open. A dark colored van was parked right beside them. John walked her towards the van and opened the door, dropping her inside carefully. Jenny kicked at him, her tiny shoes doing very little against the much larger man. He slammed the door and started around towards the driver’s seat. Jenny felt her fight or flight kick in and she crawled between the seats, trying to fight him off as he slid into the van.
“This is for your own good.” He sighed.
John crawled between the seats and tackled Jenny before she had a chance to fight him off. He pulled out a thin piece of plastic and zip-tied her hands behind her back. She still fought with her feet, and he did the same to them. When she started to scream, he put his hand over her mouth and then tore off a piece of tape. It was so big it covered her mouth from the bottom of her nose to the bottom of her chin. He wrapped it from one ear to the other and then pulled away from her. She was trapped. There was nothing she could do to get free.
“This is going to be harder than I thought.” John said into his shoulder device.
“Just bring her home. Please bring her home.” A voice said in response.
Jenny recognized that voice. It was Abigail. She was even more confused as John slid back into the driver’s seat and cranked up the van. He put his foot down and started driving, barely paying attention to any traffic signals as she was taken away from her Daddy’s estate. She had no idea that Abigail even knew John. She really had no idea who John was. He had saved her the day before she agreed to leave her old life behind, and she had only seen his face right before she got into her Daddy’s car. The questions had no answers, but the van finally came to a stop after several hours of bumpy roads and long stretches of highway. When she lifted to look out the window, she saw Abigail running towards the van.
“Jennifer! Oh my God!” Abigail pulled the door open and jumped into the van, hugging her tight. “Did you really have to do this to her!?”
“I’m sorry.” John slid between the seats and helped Abigail hoist Jenny up. “She was fighting me and I was afraid she would hurt herself.”
“For fuck’s sake.” Abigail pulled the tape off Jenny’s mouth. “I missed you!”
“Abigail, what the fuck are you doing?” Jenny asked as she was helped from the van.
“One second.” John said. He cut the plastic on her legs, but kept the one on her arms.
“Jennifer, we saved you from that monster!” Abigail said.
“He’s not a monster!” Jenny said as she struggled against the zip tie on her wrists.
“She’s brainwashed, just like my sister was.” John reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of Marlboro Reds. He lit one up and exhaled smoke.
“Your sister?” Jenny asked.
“Come on inside.” Abigail hurried Jenny towards a rather large house.
It wasn’t as large as her Daddy’s place, but it was still a nice sized home. John walked ahead of them and opened the door. Jenny walked inside, still being hurried by Abigail. Once they were inside, John cut the plastic tie on her wrists and she was free. Jenny took a few steps away from Abigail, pulling away from her touch. Jenny rubbed her wrists as she stared at the woman she considered her best friend and the man who had kidnapped her. Her mind was clouded with confusion as she looked back and forth between them.
“Can we have a rational conversation now?” John asked as he closed and locked the door.
“Come on Jennifer.” Abigail motioned for her to enter a room that was to the left of the door.
“Fine.” Jenny followed and sat down in a chair. “Let’s talk so I can get home.”
“Jennifer…” Abigail shook her head.
“My name is Jenny.” Jenny’s words were harsh and angry.
“Cigarette?” John asked, tapping his pack open.
“No.” Jenny said.
“I’ll take one.” Abigail said, reaching for one.
Jenny stared at Abigail as she lit it up. Apparently, she had started smoking again in their time apart. “Fine… Just one.” Jenny extended her hand.
The first rush of nicotine when John ignited the tip of her
cigarette was enough to make her head spin. She hadn’t had one in so long that it was like she was smoking for the first time. Her lungs resisted at first, and she coughed slightly. She never liked the full-flavored cigarettes, preferring the lighter version, but she was stressed and she knew it would calm her nerves a little bit. After she had a couple of puffs, John returned with a glass of red wine. He sat it down in front of her.
“Abigail said that is your favorite.” He sat down on the opposite side of the couch where Abigail was sitting.
“Jennifer—Jenny.” Abigail said in a calm tone. “I know this is really confusing. I have no idea what that monster, Damien Fields, did to you, but this isn’t normal. Look at yourself! You’re dressed like a child!”
“How I’m dressed isn’t any of your concern.” Jenny shook her head. “I wasn’t kidnapped. I went with him willingly. I became his little girl because I wanted to do it. He’s taken care of me. I’m in school, I’m doing great, I’m living a wonderful life with no stress…”
“And what does he get in return?” John asked. “Sex?”
Jenny didn’t speak for a moment.
“I knew it!” Abigail sighed angrily. “He’s turned you into his sex slave!”
“He doesn’t need a sex slave.” Jenny said angrily and took a drag off her cigarette. “He’s taking care of me. He could have any woman in the world, but he chose me.”
“Yeah.” John said, tapping out his cigarette. “He chose you alright. He chose you, just like he chose my sister. We didn’t see her for ten years!”
Jenny remembered her Daddy telling her that there was another girl before her. There were pictures in her room when she arrived with someone cut out of them. She had never asked about the one who came before her, but she remembered her Daddy telling her she had grown up. She looked back and forth between the concerned faces staring back at her. It was too much for her to comprehend. She reached out and picked up the wine, tasting it for the first time since she had become Little Jenny. It was stronger than she remembered and warm in her stomach.
