Chapter 15
FIFTEEN
Daddy shifts down my body, spreads my legs with his palms, and sets his mouth on my pussy. It’s unexpected. I thought he was about to enter me with his cock. Instead, he thrusts his tongue into me.
I cry out at the intensity of sensations as every nerve ending in my channel comes awake. He doesn’t waste time teasing me like he often does, making my eyes roll back into my head. His tongue swells and vibrates, driving me toward another release.
When I tip over the edge and scream, Daddy lets his tongue expand even further, easing it in and out a few inches. Driving me to new heights.
I grab his shoulders. “Daddy!” I shout. I’m panting and needy on a level I can’t explain.
He pulls his tongue out and crawls up my body. His mouth finds mine, kissing me deeply, forcing me to taste my own arousal.
I suck his tongue, holding it hostage, treating it the way I want to treat his cock. I’ve used my mouth on him. This time I want him to fill my pussy.
Daddy reaches between us, grabs his erection, and drags the tip through my folds and across my clit.
My body trembles. He’s so close to my entrance, teasing me into submission.
I take a deep breath and let it out slowly, forcing my cunt to relax. It will be easier to take him if I’m not tense.
Daddy lines his shaft up with my entrance. “You’re mine,” he growls.
I shudder. I’m his. There is no denying that. I don’t even care anymore that I was forced to belong to him because of the injection I was given. It doesn’t change the fact that I’m his now. In every way.
His cock lodges right where it belongs, and he brings both hands to my head, holding me in his grip so I can’t turn away. “Mine,” he shouts, thrusting forward and filling me.
All the air leaves my lungs, and I can’t refill them. I’m stunned and far too focused on the pressure to breathe. It’s too tight.
My bottom lip trembles, and I hold back tears. “Hurts, Daddy…”
“I know, Baby girl. Deep breath for me.”
Baby girl… He has never called me that. The endearment reaches into my soul and twists.
I struggle to draw in oxygen.
“Look at Daddy, Isla. Breathe with me.”
I try to focus on him. It’s hard. My vision is unfocused.
“Good girl. Inhale with me.”
As he inhales deeply, I obey him, matching him, filling my lungs. My heart is beating rapidly. All I can think about for a second is him calling me his good girl. Not his good Little pet. His good girl.
“Again,” he demands.
I breathe with him, in and out. In and out. In and out.
My pussy relaxes until the only sensation is pressure and no pain. I suddenly need the friction, and I squirm. “Daddy…”
He obliges me, easing out a few inches and then back in. Is he deeper? Is that possible?
“Fuck, Isla. Nothing has ever felt this good in my life. I’m never going to want to leave your body.”
My eyes roll back again as I concentrate on the billion nerve endings inside me that are all pulsing against his cock. I’m going to detonate, and it’s scary. I’ve had a lot of orgasms since I met him, but this time I’m going to fly. It seems like I will physically splatter all over the room.
Daddy breathes heavier as he picks up the pace. He’s working hard to hold himself aloft and not crush me. He’s strong enough to do so, but his arms are shaking anyway. He’s as affected as I am.
“Come on my cock, Isla. I want your cunt to strangle me. Milk me so that I come right behind you.”
His words are so demanding and dirty that my pussy clenches, gripping hard as I reach another peak.
“Fuck!” he shouts. “Can’t hold back. Feels so good.” Daddy holds himself deep inside me and groans as his body jerks with his own release. It’s so powerful that I swear I can feel his semen filling me.
His face morphs into a huge grin, and he lowers his forehead to mine.
I wrap my ankles around his torso as tight as I can, my heels gripping the tops of his butt cheeks.
He’s panting, his arms still shaking. If he let them relax, he would suffocate me with his body weight.
Suddenly, he slides his hands to my lower back and my bottom, holds me tight, and rolls onto his back.
I squeal from the shock of the change in positions.
Daddy chuckles. His cock is still buried inside me. “Sit up, Baby girl. Straddle me.”
I try to lift off him, confused by his request.
He grabs my hips and shakes his head. “Don’t pull off me. Just sit upright.”
Whimpering, I obey him, bracing myself with my palms on his chest as I rise and pull my feet under me, bending my knees so I can plant them next to his hips. Now, I understand.
I’m so filled with his thick shaft that I can’t shake the euphoria.
“Good girl. Use your feet as leverage and ride me, Isla. Bounce on my cock. I want to watch your breasts jiggle while you control the pace.”
My face heats. This position is so different, and I can’t believe he’s letting me be in the driver’s seat.
A deep moan escapes my lips the first time I lift partway up and lower back down. It’s a powerful feeling. I’m the one choosing when to stroke my channel. It’s so heady that emotions overwhelm me. I have to hold my breath to bring them back under control.
Daddy groans. “Again, Baby girl.”
His semen is leaking out around the base of his shaft. There’s so much of it that I’m way past lubricated. We’re a slippery mess.
Looking down, I watch as I rise and fall, enjoying the thickness of him as it disappears into me over and over.
It doesn’t look like it should fit, but it does.
It’s stopped hurting. All I feel is euphoria.
A constant state of bliss. I could stay like this forever…
if it weren’t for the trembling in my arms and total exhaustion.
“Lean forward, Isla. Grind your clit against the base of my cock. Make yourself come again.”
Moaning, I obey him, finding just the right spot. My entire body shudders as I accept the odd control he’s giving me. It’s an illusion, of course. I’m not really in control. He could grip my hips and lift me. But he’s not going to do that. He’s giving me this small moment of power.
My body clenches yet again, warning me that I’m about to come. I hover for mere seconds in that blissful state right before the pulses of my orgasm consume me.
Daddy finds his own release at the same time, gripping my hips to keep me fully seated as he fills me with another rush of his essence.
The expression on his face is everything. Pure happiness. His smile is huge. His eyes are small slits with wrinkles in the corners. He’s pleased, and I want to see this look a million times in my life. A billion.
He finally speaks. “Are you sore, Little pet?”
I giggle at the way he switches back to calling me his pet. I shake my head at the same time. “No, Daddy.” I probably will be later when the adrenaline wears off, but nothing hurts right now.
His hands roam up and down my back. “When you’re ready, lift off me, settle between my legs, and clean my cock, Little pet.”
His words startle me. Clean him how? I tip my head to one side.
He grips the back of my neck, meeting my gaze with his intense one.
“You’ll lick every drip of my come from wherever it lands when we fuck, Isla.
I want you to use your fingers to clean yourself up, too.
Gather my essence from between your legs and suck it from your little fingers until there’s nothing left.
” His words are commanding and unwavering.
My pussy contracts at his unexpected demand. I’m not opposed to the idea. I swallowed his come when he let me suck his cock. I’ve found myself oddly drawn to the scent of it ever since. A part of me wants to savor it. “Yes, Daddy,” I murmur.
Nodding, he says, “Good girl.”
He doesn’t rush me. His hands continue to run all over my body as his come leaks out around his shaft. A lot of it. He came inside me twice.
Eventually, I can’t stay like this any longer. My inner thighs are sore from being stretched so wide. I wince as I rise off him.
Daddy helps me by gripping my hips and lifting me. He spreads his legs and lowers me to settle between them. After stroking my head, he guides my face toward his cock. “Every drop, Little pet. Clean me up,” he whispers, his voice calmer this time. Less demanding.
Trembling, I slide into the warmth between his thighs and reach out my tongue to lick the thick, white come. At the first taste of him, I moan. Some part of me craves this. I need it like I need water or oxygen. I want to swallow every drop of his essence.
It takes me a long time, licking and sucking all around his shaft and up to the tip. His pubic hair is cut short. I assume he grooms it. There’s very little in my way at the base of his erection.
“Such a good girl,” he praises as I lift my face, licking my lips. “Now you.” He pushes to sitting, guides me onto my back between his legs, and spreads my knees wide so my feet get planted outside his thighs.
As I stare up at him, uncertain what he wants me to do, he uses one of his fingers to gather his come from between my legs and brings it to my mouth.
I open for him, whimpering as he feeds me a combination of myself and him.
Our combined essence is oddly more powerful than just his.
My flavor was all over his cock, but more of my own arousal is at my entrance.
There’s also the faint taste of blood. I’m sure it’s mine.
He tore through me. There’s bound to be a little damage.
Daddy feeds me more, and I eagerly lap it off his fingers, as if I can’t live without the taste of him. I’m oddly addicted. Did the injection do this to me?
I wonder if I will crave his come all the time now. Will I want him to fuck me just so I can eat his essence afterward?
“Use your fingers, Little pet,” he encourages. “I want to watch you.”
As Daddy sets his hands on my knees, I tentatively reach between my legs to gather more of his come and suck it from my fingers. It seems so naughty. Do humans do this? I doubt it. Maybe I’m wrong. It doesn’t matter. It’s what we do. I don’t need to worry about anyone else.
“Such a good girl,” he praises. “Keep going. All of it.”
Whimpering, I continue, holding his gaze as I eat his come from my own pussy. My heart beats wildly. When there’s nothing left, he lifts my fingers to his mouth and sucks each one of them as if ridding the universe of any residual drips of our essence.
Daddy quietly tucks his hands under me and shifts us until I’m lying on my back in the middle of the giant mattress. He climbs off the bed and rummages on the nightstand before crawling back up to slide a diaper under me.
He uses wipes to finish cleaning my skin before rubbing ointment all around my pussy as usual and fastening my diaper.
“Don’t move an inch,” he orders as he leaves me sprawled on the bed. “I’ll spank your naughty bottom if I don’t find you exactly where I’ve left you.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I don’t dare so much as squirm. He goes into the bathroom for a few minutes before returning. With a quick glance at me, he leaves the bedroom entirely.
Soon, he’s back with a bottle in hand. He’s still gloriously naked. His cock is just as hard as it was when I licked it. Does it ever go down?
My giant alien man turns off all the lights, leaving the room aglow with nothing but a small nightlight he keeps plugged into the wall. He climbs onto the bed, settles against a pile of pillows at the headboard, and pats his thigh.
“You can move now, Little pet. Climb onto my lap.”
I roll over and crawl to him, a feeling of overwhelming contentment possessing me. As I snuggle in his arms, he brings the nipple to my lips.
I accept the bottle and start sucking, holding his gaze.
His expression switches to a more serious one, his brows furrowing as he speaks. “I don’t ever want a repeat of what happened today. Do you understand, Little pet?”
I give a slight nod. My chest tightens when I think about my behavior all morning while Daddy worked. So much has changed since then. I’m not even the same person.
“You will obey me at all times. You will not get sassy and pouty. You will eat what I give you, use your diaper, and behave like a good Little pet. The next time you pull a stunt like you did today, I will paralyze your body with a muscle relaxant for so many days that you can’t even remember what it feels like to crawl around. ”
I swallow hard around the nipple. I know he’s not kidding. Daddy does not bluff.
“It doesn’t matter that you disagree with me on many topics. You don’t have options. You’re my Little pet. You’ll abide by my rules, or you will be severely disciplined. There won’t be any orgasms for you if you choose to misbehave.”
I give another nod. It’s interesting how he’s chosen to give this lecture while my mouth is plugged. Granted, my mouth is often plugged.
“If you thought you were restricted before today, you have no idea what’s coming.
I will not have your life or well-being threatened.
You are my entire world. You will be guarded.
You will be secured in ways so that no one can possibly take you from me.
It won’t be worth their while if they have no way to release you from your restraints. ”
My mind can’t process how much more confined I could be, but I suspect I will find out tomorrow. I’m not angry about the prospect, just curious. I didn’t like my life being threatened, either. I don’t ever want someone to be able to kidnap me. I’d rather die.
When my bottle is empty, Daddy sets it on the nightstand and shifts us both farther down the mattress.
My heart lurches when he says, “From now on, you will sleep with me.” He grabs two lengths of chain from the nightstand and hooks both to my collar. “Climb between my legs, Little pet.”
I scramble to the cozy spot between his warm thighs. His erection is still bobbing against his torso.
He clips the other ends of the two chains to his wrists. The clap of metal makes my pussy clench as usual, but it’s more now. It’s the sound of safety and possession. An audible sign of his love and devotion.
He pets my head and pulls a blanket over my body that reaches his thighs, cocooning me. “Snuggle up to me, Little pet. Use my thigh as a pillow. I want your breath on my cock while we sleep.”
I settle into the small space, emotions overwhelming me. I don’t think I’ve ever been this comfortable or content. As I nuzzle against his shaft, every inhale draws his essence into my body. I never want to move from this position.
“Good girl,” Daddy praises, stroking my head over and over until I fall asleep.