Chapter 9
NINE
Daddy slowly releases my limp legs and lowers them, still spread open, at my sides. He kisses me everywhere, starting at my toes and working his way up my legs one at a time. He kisses my tummy and feasts on my breasts. He continues nibbling up my arms next, and then my neck and my cheeks.
Finally, he pauses, his gaze consuming me, his mouth a breath from mine.
I stare into his eyes, knowing he’s right. I’m his. I’ll never look at another being the way I’m looking at him. I’ll never feel like this in any other circumstance. I’m his to my core.
The intensity in his gaze makes my heart race. I feel like he’s waiting for something, and I want to give it to him. “I’m yours, Daddy.”
His mouth turns up in a smile, and then he lowers his lips to mine. His kiss is gentle at first and then it deepens. He cups my head and angles it to one side while he dips the other way, lining us up so that our mouths collide perfectly.
I’ve never been kissed, of course. I’ve heard about kissing, but it’s not something I ever expected to experience. I like it. The intimacy of it. We hum into each other, totally in sync.
He kisses me for so long that I forget anything but the feel of his mouth and the continuing throb in my pussy. When he releases me, he hovers close, nuzzling my cheeks and then my neck.
“I need to feed you, Little pet.”
I whimper. I’d rather stay right here and never eat again. But that’s not reasonable.
“You smell so good,” he whispers into my ear. I think he’s reluctant to pull away, and I feel the same.
He licks behind my ear. “I’m going to keep you naked, but you will obey me.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I murmur.
“I want to pick you up and hold you, but I won’t.
My cock can’t take it. I’m afraid I will end up fucking your tight pussy if I don’t put some distance between us.
You’re not ready for that. I will fuck your sweet cunt with my tongue several more times, stretching you farther every time until I think you’re ready to take my cock. ”
My breath hitches. “Yes, Daddy.” He’s using words I don’t understand, but I get the gist.
“You will crawl next to me. I will feed you like I did earlier. Then I will give you a bath, and you will sleep in your kennel.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He lifts his head, smiling down at me. “You’re going to be my good girl, aren’t you, Luna?”
I smile so huge, my heart so full. “Yes, Daddy.”
I’m so exhausted that it’s hard for me to hold myself up when he sets me on my hands and knees. I nearly collapse, but Daddy keeps his hands on my waist until I’m steady. “Okay, Little pet?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I’m glad when he lifts the leash. It weighs me down and makes it hard for me to keep my torso up.
“Come.”
I move awkwardly alongside Daddy to the kitchen and wait patiently while he prepares me a bottle. I follow him again to his favorite chair and wait for his command.
“Sit, Little pet.” He points where he wants me.
I assume the position, lowering my naked bottom to the floor between my feet. I even part my knees, which seems to please my Daddy. He strokes my cheek before bringing the bottle to my lips.
I accept the nipple and start sucking, leaning slightly forward, which makes my breasts sway.
“Such a good girl,” he praises. He can’t seem to stop touching me, even though he said he would not. With his free hand, he gently pets me while I feed. He trails his fingers down to my nipples and strokes them over and over. I think he likes how they react to his touch.
It’s hard to continue sucking. It’s difficult to focus on anything at all.
I love him touching me. I hope he feels this need forever.
I don’t want the magnetic pull to fade. But I also have the urge to touch him.
He hasn’t given me permission. He hasn’t removed a single piece of clothing.
He’s been wearing the black shirt, slacks, and shoes all day.
When the bottle is empty, he sets it on the end table and turns his attention back to me. He leans back in his chair, rubbing his chin, staring at me. “Best purchase I’ve ever made.”
I flinch at the reminder that he bought me. It’s unnerving, but it’s a fact. I can’t change it. I don’t even want to.
My body hums for him. Even after so many orgasms, I’m still dripping wet and pulsing. I can feel his tongue inside me as if it were still there.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, Little pet?”
“May I touch you?” I ask softly.
He hesitates, and I think he’s going to turn me down, but finally he licks his lips. “You want to see my cock, don’t you, naughty girl?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I admit.
“I will show you on one condition.”
“Anything.”
“You will clasp your hands behind your back. You may inch forward and explore my shaft, but you’ll do so with your lips and tongue. Nothing else. When I tell you to stop, you will obey me immediately.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I’m so excited that I move my hands into the required position and scoot closer to him when he parts his knees.
I watch with rapt excitement as he opens his pants and removes his erection. I stop breathing when he presents it to me. It’s so huge. It looks smooth and hard at the same time.
Daddy strokes his hand up and down the shaft. “Does it look the same as a human cock?”
“I don’t know,” I admit. “I think there were pictures in books on the space station, but we were never permitted to look at them.” Daddy’s shaft is surely bigger than any human’s.
The end has a slit in it, and a white substance is leaking out.
That would be the semen that would impregnate a human woman.
“It’s strange to me that you don’t have sex with the women on your planet,” I say.
Daddy shrugs. “We simply don’t have a strong enough emotional attraction to make it necessary.
That’s probably why our women evolved until they were able to procreate on their own.
We don’t even interact often with the females on Venkoria.
We are separated from them at birth. The girls are raised to become future incubators.
The boys are raised to learn a trade and join the workforce. ”
“But don’t you need to…uh…”
He chuckles. “Empty our cocks? Yes. Remember, I told you we masturbate. We do so regularly with our hands.”
“You’ll put it inside me one day soon, though, and empty your semen into me.”
“Yes, Little pet. It would seem unavoidable based on how badly I want exactly that to happen. It’s an odd feeling I’m still processing. I’ve never experienced such desire before.”
The idea that I’m the first person in his ninety years who he feels attracted to and wants to have sex with makes me feel warm and special. I have a concern, though. “Do you think I could get pregnant?”
His breath hitches. “I don’t know. That seems unlikely. I guess we’ll have to ask the doctor to look into it. It seems like it would be very dangerous. You are far too small to carry my young.”
I nod in agreement. The idea scares me. “It’s very large,” I whisper.
He strokes it again. “Yes. Like I said, I will stretch you with my tongue until I’m confident you are ready to take me without causing pain.”
“Have you done that with your tongue before?” I ask. “I mean, how did you know to do it?”
He nods. “I have. It’s been a long time. It’s instinctive, apparently. I wanted to slide my tongue inside you more than anything. I still do. I probably always will. I can’t get it out of my mind.”
Goosebumps rise on my skin at his admission. “But… I don’t understand the relationships you have with your own women.” It’s too confusing to me.
“It’s hard to explain, Little pet. Let’s see… Do you have foods that taste fine to you? Foods that aren’t exciting, but you eat them for sustenance. You need them to survive.”
“Yes…”
“Name one.”
“Uhhh… Potatoes.”
“Perfect. Potatoes. Whatever those are,” he teases.
“They don’t bring you any particular joy.
You just eat them. Sex for us is kind of like that.
We might feel the urge to get a physical release, so we do it, sometimes with a woman, but we don’t crave that woman all the time.
Perhaps we only have sex with her once. She’s just a potato. ”
I stare at him. “That’s kind of sad.”
He strokes my cheek. “It was, until I met you. Now suddenly sex is not potatoes. It’s my favorite food on Venkoria.”
I think it’s my favorite food, too, and I haven’t eaten any food on this planet yet. I don’t even think I can fully understand the analogy because we didn’t really have delicious foods on the space station. We mostly ate only to survive.
I lower my gaze to the enormous erection he’s still fisting.
“I want to taste you, Daddy.” The need to lick his shaft and take it into my mouth is instinctive.
I’ve never heard of such a thing. I’ve never thought about anything like this in my life.
But now it’s a desire so strong, it can’t be denied.
Daddy cups the back of my head and guides me toward his shaft. He holds it with his other hand while I open my mouth. Every inhale draws his essence into me. It’s heady. I want more. I need it like I need air.
I stick out my tongue, greedy to taste him.
When I lick up his shaft, he moans. His body goes rigid.
I keep going, emboldened by his reaction, letting my tongue flick off the tip of his cock.
I gather the white semen and draw it into my mouth.
It’s salty, but it tastes like my owner smells. It’s unique to him.
I want more. I part my lips and wrap them around the tip. His shaft is so broad that I have trouble opening my mouth wide enough. As soon as I can, I suck.
Daddy groans so loud it startles me. He likes this. A lot.
“Luna…”
I love it so much when he says my name. My pussy weeps from all these sensations. My nipples are hard, tight points begging for attention.
Daddy doesn’t touch me, though. I think he’s afraid he will lose control and hurt me. I doubt he would actually injure me if he thrust into me, but I won’t push my luck. Not tonight. I’ll enjoy what he’s offering and behave myself.