Daddy Institute (Dark Age Play Romance) (My Little World Book 7)

by Becca Little

  “Then you better show me that you want me.” She grinned.

  “How’s this?” I pulled her close and pressed my lips to hers.

  The instant our lips met, she practically leapt at me, wrapping her arms around my neck. I gently placed the glass of whiskey down on the table as we continued to kiss. There was no doubt in my mind that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. All of the inhibitions I had about forming a relationship with her seemed to melt away as our lips danced and our passion exploded into a full-blown kiss. I had kissed anyone like that in years. Her hands carefully moved through my hair and down my upper torso. I could feel my cock getting hard in my boxers as I felt the warmth of her touch. I wasn’t sure I could have sex, but I was going to give it one hell of a try, even with my busted ribs. I started pulling on her dress, pulling it up until I could squeeze her ass. I was a bit disappointed to find panties since she was supposed to be wearing diapers, but I couldn’t really argue with her decision since I wasn’t there to put them on.

  “Daddy…” She pulled away and looked at me as I caressed her bottom. “I have something I need to tell you.”

  “What’s that?” I looked at her in concern.

  “I’m a virgin. I’ve never been with a man before…” She grimaced as if she was confessing a terrible sin.

  “Oh, wow.” I blinked a couple of times. “We have to do something about that real soon.”

  “I’m ready.” She nodded.

  “I don’t think we should try tonight. My ribs are still really messed up and if it is your first time, I want it to be special.” I caressed her hair.

  “That’s fine, but there’s something else I’ve never done that I would like to do tonight.” She moved closer to my lips and licked across each one.

  She started kissing my neck and my upper torso, gliding her tongue across my flesh between kisses. I tensed up and felt my muscles cramping from the soreness, but the intensity of her touch was too much for me to resist. She moved down my chest and started kissing my abdomen. It hurt, especially where Charles had landed his punches, but I ignored the pain in hopes that she would keep going. I had no idea there were beautiful young women her ages that were still virgins and I was in utter disbelief that she had never even engaged in oral sex. My moral compass spun out of control as I watched her tongue move to my boxers and she started pushing them down with her fingers.

  “I’ve never believed in taking advantage of someone during their rehabilitation…” I muttered as my boxers slid down and my cock was exposed.

  “Relax…” She looked back at me and smiled. “I’m the one that is about to take advantage of you.”

  Chapter 25 — Bianca

  The nights I had spent alone thinking about Daddy were pulled straight from my imagination into real life. I stared at his cock once it was exposed. It looked enormous—more so than I would have ever imagined. I reached out and wrapped my hand around it, feeling his body relax. I slid my hand up and down the shaft, hearing him sigh with pleasure. I had come really close to putting one in my mouth once when I was dating a guy that begged for it almost daily, but we broke up before it ever came to reality. I stroked Daddy’s cock several times, moving my hand up and down the shaft. It got hard in my hand, engorged with his desire. I slid closer to it and started kissing the side, moving my tongue along the underside. He put a hand on my head and moaned louder when my tongue circled the area directly beneath the head. I shifted on the bed until I was between his legs, moving my tongue around the head in a quick swivel motion.

  “Go as slow as you need to.” He ran his fingers through my hair. “You’ll be doing this on a regular basis from now on so I want to make sure you become an expert.”

  “I plan to.” I kissed his cock again and started licking it.

  I loved feeling his body movements as I touched his cock with my lips. I could quickly learn which areas brought the most pleasure and which areas didn’t get the same level of reaction. My tongue moved down to his balls and when I let my tongue drift across one of them, I saw a very quick reaction that suggested he enjoyed it. I started moving my tongue around the meaty orbs, feeling them against my lips as I did. Even in his injured state, he tensed with excitement and a quick drawn breath escaped his lips. I kissed and caressed them until I saw his cock pulsating and throbbing as it remained unattended. I moved my tongue up the underside again. I wanted to feel it in my mouth and taste his lust. I could feel my panties wet between my legs as I moved my tongue back to the head of his cock and circled it. I was already imagining what sex would feel like, even though it wasn’t going to happen that night.

  “This feels amazing…” He let out another sigh of pleasure.

  I opened my mouth and started to work his cock across my lips. I pleasured the bottom of it with my tongue as I tried to get my jaw wide enough to accept his monstrous manhood. I kept swirling around the head until it was coated with my saliva and then I pushed that into my mouth. I continued pleasuring the bottom of his cock as more went in. He groaned with pleasure when I started moving my lips up and down the area I had gotten between my lips. I could feel his intensity and the desire for more. I kept pushing, sliding more of his length across my tongue, massaging it with a gentle touch. I loved the way he reacted and I wanted more. I moved it in and out of my mouth with slow and steady strokes, just as I imagined it would slide inside my pussy when the time was right. Each time it slid from my lips to my tongue, it went a little deeper. I felt it slid into my throat and I still had half of his cock to go.

  “Your cock is enormous.” I pulled it from my mouth and panted as I gathered my breath.

  “You’ll be swallowing it in no time.” He placed his hand on the back of my head and guided my lips back towards his throbbing erection.

  I opened my mouth and started sliding him back down my throat. It was a challenge to allow him to go deeper, even though I could tell he wanted to feel it as bad as I wanted to give him the pleasure he desired. I pulled his cock deeper with ever motion down his cock until the back of my throat was hurting from the thrusts. I bounced on his cock and prepared to swallow it, trying to prepare my throat for his entrance. It took several tries before I worked up the courage, but I finally relaxed and swallowed the head of his cock, feeling it slide deep into my throat. He shuddered and his abdomen tightened. A grunt of pleasure rushed past his lips as I swallowed all of his length and felt my lips against his pelvis. I held him there for a moment and let my throat adjust to his size.

  “Perfect…” He muttered. “Now you get to make me cum.”

  I felt more excitement between my legs as I picked up my pace and started to really move up and down his shaft. I remembered how amazing it felt when I rubbed my clitoris faster while I got near my orgasm, so when I felt him tensing and throbbing, I started moving so fast my neck muscles were flexing with the movements. He rested a hand on my head and his hips gyrated against my lips as he held me deep on his cock. I gagged on it for a moment before pulling it from my throat and working the length down my throat over and over. I began to feel a surge in his balls and built up each time I swallowed his cock. A few seconds later, I felt the rush of his cum moving through his shaft and it exploded into my mouth. The thick, warm fluid filled my throat and I quickly swallowed it. His cock continued to ejaculate and I felt it overflowing into my mouth as struggled to get it all down my throat. When his cock finally stopped pulsating, I sucked the last bit of his cum off it as I slowly removed it from my mouth.

  “That was perfect.” He smiled and reached for his drink. “You learn quick.”

  “I wanted to take your mind off things for a bit.” I crawled up the bed and rested my head on his arm.

  “You definitely did that.” He leaned over and kissed my forehead. “Now it is my turn.”

  “What do you mean?” I felt sure he was too injured to pleasure me.

  “I want to see how wet you got from sucking my cock.” He put his hand on my abdomen and rolled to his side. “Just relax
.”

  His hand slid into my panties and he pushed it between my legs. I opened them to allow him to explore, and shuddered when I felt his finger in my wetness. I had pleasured myself many times and none of them made me tingle with excitement like the feeling of his finger exploring my virgin pussy. He moved it up and down my labia for a moment before he pressed it into my vaginal cavity. I rolled over on my back and felt him pressing against my hymen. He stretched it with several hard thrusts and then pulled his finger free, sliding it around my labia before finally pressing it to my clitoris. I felt an instant surge of pleasure as he circled it slowly. The nerve endings came to life in a second, reacting to his hungry touch a lot faster than they reacted to mine.

  “I can’t wait to feel your tight pussy wrapped around my cock.” He leaned against my ear and kissed it as he rubbed my clitoris.

  I had no doubt in my mind that he would take my virginity when he was healed. I wanted it more than I had wanted anything else in my life. His finger moved around my clitoris so fast I wasn’t sure I could hold out very long. The time I spent sucking his cock had turned my clitoris into an unlit match soaked in my lust. His finger ignited it and made me tense up with desire for more. I started to writhe around on the bed as his finger massaged my clitoris and sent me into a realm of pleasure I had never felt before. I thought the times I had alone when I thought of him were powerful, but they were nothing compared to the feeling of his expert fingers caressing my clitoris and bringing me closer to a release that I was sure would be thunderous.

  “God damn…” I squirmed with my whole body reacting to his touch. “It feels so good.”

  I could tell I wasn’t going to last much longer. His finger seemed to be everywhere at once. It circled my clitoris, moved down my labia, caressed the inner circle of my virgin vaginal cavity, and then moved back to my clitoris. I held my panties, bending my knees and pushing them down my thighs as he worked. They were forced over my knees and kicked off as my pleasure intensified. I spread my legs wide and started pushing my hips upwards against his finger. I wanted the sweet release of the orgasm building inside of me. It was so strong that I was almost hyperventilating with my desire. I felt it reach the point of no return and squeezed his powerful forearm in sheer determination. I felt my pussy clench and my legs shook for a moment before it officially began. When it started, my whole body surged with pleasure and let out a stream of moans while I released the pent up sexual frustration that had been building since I first fantasized about my Daddy. He moved his finger in a rapid circle around my clitoris until every bit of my orgasm was spent.

  “That was so much better than doing it on my own…” I sighed with relief and moved closer to him.

  “Don’t think this means your rehabilitation is over.” He pulled up my dress and landed a stinging smack on my bottom. “You’ll be over my knee as soon as I recover.”

  “Will I get that kind of reward after you’re done?” I looked up at him.

  “That depends on how good you are.” He leaned towards me and kissed my forehead.

  Chapter 26 — Sloane

  After a few more days, I was mobile again. Bianca and I spent the entire time in bed together, pleasuring each other over and over. I knew I had to get back to the office and at least put in some face time—even if my face was a little worse for wear. I left Bianca alone in the house without calling Ms. Veronica. I figured she would be fine on her own since she had been taking care of me while I recovered. As the helicopter carried me towards the city, I couldn’t help but get lost in my thoughts. I was so easy to consume myself with the moment and the tender sweetness of Bianca’s touch, but I couldn’t help feeling like I had crossed a line. Her rehabilitation was supposed to be pure, and I had let myself fall victim to my desires. I couldn’t change what we did and I certainly didn’t regret it, but there was still a bit of hesitation in my thoughts.

  “Emmanuel!” I walked into the office and waved to our newest board member.

  “Mr. Bradford…” He seemed surprised to see me. “I heard you were sick.”

  “I’m better now. Can you arrange a meeting with Ginnifer Watson this afternoon?” I opened the door to my office and stared at the paperwork that had accumulated while I was gone.

  “Yes sir.” Emmanuel ran towards his office in a trot.

  I sat down at my desk and scanned the papers. Most of them were contracts, which would only require a signature. I turned on my computer and scrolled through the latest discussions about Bradford International. Stock prices were down and some investors were worried. Charles’ betrayal had done what he wanted—Bradford International was losing productivity and sales. Our legal team had done a good job responding to the article, but they couldn’t comment on my family history. I finally understood my enemy. I knew what I was up against. I picked up my phone and started dialing a number. I didn’t like what I had to do, but it was necessary.

  “Victor…” I held the phone up to my ear as he answered. “Are you still friends with those gun nuts you served with in the Army?”

  “Yeah.” He replied

  “I need them. I’ll text you the details. Money is no object.” I hung up the phone and started working my way through another stack of paperwork.

  I finished the stack of paperwork and went back to my email. There was a lot to do, but I had pressing matters that took precedent over my work. Emmanuel gave me a time for my meeting with Ginnifer and I sent some information to Victor in a text message. Charles may have scored a surprise victory in the Bradford civil war, but I was going to end it before he got another chance. His requests were ludicrous and there was no way I was going to meet them, but I had to act fact. I knew he had friends at Bradford International that would fill him in on every move I made since I was back in the office. I had to make my move before he had a chance to become suspicious. My computer lit up with the upcoming appointment with Ginnifer and when my secretary buzzed my office, I knew it was her.

  “Come on inside.” I opened the door and walked back to my desk.

  “You’re not even going to offer me a drink? I guess my article pissed you off…” Her words were hollow. “Damn, what happened to your face.”

  “You’ll see the other guy soon enough.” I sighed. “Yeah, the article pissed me off.”

  “You promised me an exclusive and just when I was ready to give up, guess who showed up ready to go on the record? She shrugged. “It is my fault.”

  “I hope you’re ready for a new exclusive.” I tapped my fingers on the desk. “I guarantee you’ll get a headline and the front page out of this one.”

  “Oh? Do tell…” She leaned forward in her chair.

  “Why don’t you just follow me.” I stood up and walked towards the door.

  Ginnifer and I rode the elevator down to the ground floor. When I stepped outside, I saw Victor standing next to a military issued Humvee that had been sold to the public and repainted. Ginnifer seemed apprehensive, but I took her by the hand and led her to the vehicle. She climbed in the seat behind the driver and I climbed into the passenger seat. I wasn’t surprised by Victor’s efficiency. He was always someone I could call on when things were going south. When the Humvee started driving away, I looked in the rear-view mirror and saw a couple of black SUVs following us. They were a little less conspicuous, but I knew they were with us. Ginnifer seemed to be a bit concerned as she watched the miles fade away.

  “Once we get to the Bradford Institute, it will all make sense.” I reached back and patted her hand. “You wanted an exclusive, right?”

  “I did…” She nodded and nervously looked out the window. “But this feels like something different.”

  “It is.” I nodded in confirmation.

  When we got to the Bradford Institute, I stayed inside the Humvee with Ginnifer. Victor got out and started barking orders. Ginnifer’s mouth fell open when she saw one of the black SUVs behind us drive straight through the fence, ripping a huge hole. A couple of seconds later, ten or twelve
guys in riot gear emerged from the pair of SUVs and started marching towards the Bradford Institute. A couple of the guards immediately dropped to the ground and put their hands behind their heads, but those that didn’t were quickly handled with a flurry of police-style batons. I hoped it wouldn’t turn into a gunfight, but the men Victor hired were armed and able to deal with it if it did come to that. After they had been inside a few minutes, a pair of buses came up the road behind us. I had arranged for them as well, and they would be full of refugees soon.

  “Okay, you have to tell me what the fuck is going on. I don’t want to be a part of something criminal.” Ginnifer shook her head back and forth in concern.

  “Don’t worry about that.” I smiled and looked back at her. “You’ll get your exclusive and I guarantee you nobody is going to file any charges.”

  “Those men are literally storming a prison.” Her tone got firmer. “They’re taking out the guards with batons!”

  “They’re doing what is necessary to end this once and for all.” I opened the door on the Humvee when I saw Charles being marched out in handcuffs. “Come on.”

  I walked towards the gate and it started to open. The buses rolled in once it was and I walked beside them. Charles was angry and I could hear him yelling and cursing as he was put on his knees outside the prison. I took a gun from one of the men Victor hired and walked towards him. The minute he saw me, he tried to stand, but he was kicked in the back of the knee and slammed back into a kneeling position by the Army veteran standing behind him. As I walked towards him, the rest of Victor’s men began moving young women out of the Bradford Institute a few at a time. Several of their assigned Daddies came out a separate exit, also in handcuffs. They were placed on their knees facing the guards and the young women.

  “Charles…” I said with a smile as I pointed the gun at him. “Did you really think beating the shit out of me was going to end in your favor?”