“Daddy,” she moaned for him, sliding her wet and slippery fingers over her clitty. “I’m rubbing myself, Daddy. It feels so good.”
She wanted to say more, but her voice dissolved into incomprehensible moans. A spasm shot through her, her ass slapping down on the mattress. Her moans twisted up into a sharp cry. She struggled to hold back her explosion, the only thing keeping her under control being her need for obey her Daddy.
She sent the voice clip and rubbed herself, rotating her cunny against her working fingers, jolts and thrills chasing through her. She imagined Daddy doing these things to her, his hard body against her as he played with her, his very own toy.
My horny little girl needs a finger in her kitty, doesn’t she? he sent. Another message arrived in conjunction. Go ahead. One finger.
Amber easily tilted her hips up and slid her finger inside. Warm wetness surrounded her digit, pulsating around her. She gasped and pushed her finger in deeper, all the way. She rocked her head back, thrusting her finger in and out, glowing with pride at her accomplishment. Daddy would be proud of her, too. Up until recently, she’d been too tight to take anything inside herself, too nervous. He taught her to relax, showed her how good it felt to finger herself.
Another finger, teacup.
Her heartbeat picked up. Already, she was stretched to her limit around her one finger. How could she ever get another inside herself?
But that was what Daddy wanted.
Trembling, Amber added another finger and pushed it into her slit. She breathed deep and let it out, relaxing her pelvic muscles. The second finger slid inside her. Brief discomfort and a bit of pain made her gasp, but then the unpleasant sensations faded and were soon replaced by a light of wild joy. She had done it!
Amber started to slam herself with two fingers, stretching her tight kitty like never before. She moaned and bucked her hips, thrusting harder and faster in her sopping wetness. Her cummies appeared out of nowhere, a sudden sunrise in a blaze of gold and red.
Her phone made its sound as another message arrived.
Amber’s eyes snapped open. She clamped down hard on her fingers buried inside herself, squirming and wriggling around on the bed while her tremors strained to break free of her weakening control. Gasping and shaking, she looked to see what Daddy had said.
One more finger.
Three fingers? Two were too many. She’d never get a third in.
She tried anyway, curling her fingers while pushing them inside of herself. Her sensitive, sore cunny quivered. Her fingers were soaked as she worked them inside herself; her juices covered her labia, dampened her inner thighs.
Now rub your clitty.
She obeyed, toying with her hard, hot, swollen button with her slippery fingers, the little nub sliding around all over. She felt the shocks of pleasure deep inside, the first tremors at the beginning of an earthquake.
Back inside now, my sweet little girl.
Amber shoved her fingers back in, now so loose and ready she took all three with ease. She pounded herself with wild abandon, ramming them in and out, making her wetness scatter on the sheets below. Another round of cummies were approaching as she ascended to another peak. But, as she hadn’t been given permission yet, she slowed her pace, her body writhing while she fought for control again.
As soon as the waves subsided, she resumed, slamming herself harder and faster again. Constantly delaying her climax was agonizing and so delightful all at once. She brought herself right to the edge again before backing off yet another time, knowing in her heart Daddy would be so proud of her for saving all her cummies for him.
Her kitty pulsated with need, as hard and fast as her heart was pounding. She rubbed her thumb in slow circles over her nub while pumping her fingers in and out, bringing herself close to cumming yet again. Her mouth was wide open, her jaw aching. Her arched back was as rigid as a tree branch, bent by an unimaginable force.
You’ve waited long enough, my good girl. Cum for Daddy.
Amber dropped her phone and bombarded her clitty with her fingers of one hand, pounding her hole with the other. She moaned aloud, bucking her hips. Her body thrashed, her toes curling. Her eyes snapped shut, waves of delight sweeping through her, and this time she let it go all the way up to the edge and over. She exploded with pleasure, frenetic bursts like fireworks going all through her. Her moans turned into screams as her soaked fingers wet her spasming thighs.
All at once, exhausted by the strain of holding back for so long, Amber sagged onto her back on the mattress. Little tremors still shook her limbs and her kitty still trembled. Her senses were heightened, sharpening her awareness of even the slightest of sensations--the softness of the mattress beneath her, the tangled ripples of the bed sheets, her quick breathing and dry mouth, and the soreness between her legs. Only one thing was missing from the bouquet of beautiful stimulus, and that was Daddy’s weight on top of her.
What she imagined his weight to be, anyway.
She had never met her Daddy.
She had never even seen his face or heard his voice.
He only ever communicated with her via text, yet here she was, letting him use her body and take control of her, and it felt so right that it couldn’t be wrong. She loved him and trusted him, was closer to him than anyone else in the world, even the people around her she could see and touch as she wished.
At first, yes, she had been skeptical, because who wouldn’t be? Her Daddy easily could have been someone playing an elaborate prank, or a group of hackers pretending to be one guy, getting their rocks off by controlling a nice girl. He could even have been an advanced artificial intelligence chat bot meant to interact like a person.
But, she knew, deep down, in some secretive place for which she had no name, that he was none of the above. He was a man who had found his way into her life, and she loved him with all her heart.
Since they first started texting, she had shared with him every aspect of her life, her longings, fears and desires, her hopes, her plans for the future--as shaky as they were. He listened and guided her and gave her what she needed, that encouragement and support that had cemented him as the best and most important thing to ever happen to her.
Amber felt her eyes growing heavy. The crimson and gold sunset rays coming in through her window had gone all purple and gray. It was time for her to go to bed.
She had one thing to do first, though.
Amber slid her tired arms around until she found her phone. She brought it close to her lips and whispered into the speaker, “Goodnight, Daddy. Your little girl loves you so, so much.”
She sent the voice clip to Daddy like she did every night. She then closed her eyes and fell asleep, eager to see him in her dreams.
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I’ll do anything for him even though we’ve never met…
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The world says that he’s using me, taking advantage of my innocence. That I’m nothing more than his willing little plaything
Sure he’s twice my age, and sure he makes me do… things. Secret things, naughty things, things a good little angel like me should never do
But I love him
I love him so much that even the dirtiest things are made pure.
And chaste and wholesome.
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Because it makes him proud of me. Because it makes me beautiful in his eyes.
Even when my hair is a mess, when my eyes are red, when I’m breathing heavily, and my body is glistening with sweat.
Not that we’ve ever actually met in real life…
I imagine he’s tall, strong, and wealthy beyond my wildest dreams.
I long to meet him in person.
To feel his warmth, to be wrapped up in his protective arms, to hug him and kiss him and never let him go…
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But why does a part of me tremble in fear at the thought of meeting him?
How does he know so much about me?
Why does he hide his identity
?
What if he’s… that man from my past…
No! He couldn’t be!
That would destroy me.
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Also by Viktor Redreich
Innocence Corrupted
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Trixie Provoked
Sophie Corrupted
Megan Disgraced
Amber Stigmatized
Cindy Violated
Ella Exposed
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Desires Unleashed
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Dangerous Desires
Indecent Temptations
Explicit Demands
Sordid Fixations
Illicit Compulsion
Shameful Addictions
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Savage Satisfactions
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Submissive Nanny
Hunky Neighbor
Blushing Maid
Risky Mistress
Jealous Wife
Demanding Husband
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