Raydn

Chapter 18

EIGHTEEN

Daddy stands immediately and starts walking to his room. He unfastens my diaper, and it hits the ground before he drops me onto the middle of the bed.

“Leg apart,” he commands. “Slowly pull the shirt off.”

I spread my legs and grab the hem of the shirt before slowly pulling it over my head, chucking it somewhere in the room while I look at Daddy. Excitement and nerves run through my body as he stares at me, taking in my body.

I can feel myself starting to get wet with every second he looks over my body, his eyes darkening as his gaze lands on my exposed pussy. Daddy still hasn’t shaved me, and I don’t know if I want him to. To have him that close, getting all the hairs from my body seems… intimate.

“Delicious.” Daddy licks his lips as he looks at me. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this moment.”

“How long?” I ask, propping my hands behind my back and pushing my chest forward.

His gaze locks on my tits for several seconds, taking them in. I can’t help but giggle as I let the excitement flow through me.

“Since the first time I saw you,” he whispers. “I want you to lie still while I take off my clothes.”

I watch him carefully as he takes off every piece of clothing. Licking my lips when Daddy pulls his boxers down, and his huge cock pops free from the confines of his boxers. I can’t keep my eyes off his dick as he slowly walks toward me.

“Please,” I beg him, wanting him to get over here faster and touch me. “Daddy.”

I want him right here and now. He slowly walks toward me, a smile on his face.

“Are you ready for Daddy’s cock?” he asks.

I nod quickly. “Yes!”

“Such a good girl for Daddy,” he purrs. “I want you to stay nice and still for me.”

My mind whirls with all the possibilities of what he is going to do to me. He climbs onto the bed, his hands pushing my legs farther apart. Daddy gets super close to my pussy and looks at it.

“Such a pretty sight,” he mumbles.

My eyes close, chest arching as his finger slips through my folds, teasing me as he goes up and down several times, coating his fingers with my juices.

“Ohhhhh,” I moan as his finger teases the entrance.

“Daddy can’t wait,” he growls.

My eyes open right as he pulls his fingers away from me. He moves my body so I’m lying in the middle of the bed, my legs still spread for him as he gets in between them.

“Beg for me,” he commands.

I open and close my mouth, at a loss for words. He wants me to beg for him to put his cock in me? I’ve never had to beg for anything in life since we weren’t allowed to on the space station.

“Please,” I beg, feeling unsure about everything. “Please put your cock inside of me and make love to me! I need to feel you inside of me, giving me pleasure and making me come. I need to feel you explode in me. Please, Daddy! I belong to you and only you. I need you to show me that.”

Daddy’s eyes darken as we make eye contact, and I know what I said was the right thing. He aligns himself at my entrance and slowly starts to push inside of me.

“I love hearing those words,” he growls. “Your pussy is mine and only mine. I tell you when you can have pleasure.”

He continues to push inside of me, and my whole body tenses as I stretch around him. Pain and pleasure fill my body with each inch I take of him.

“Such a good girl,” he croons as tears pool in my eyes. “Almost done.”

Daddy is quick to push the rest of himself inside of me. Full. I feel so full, like he is going to split me in half.

“Please, move,” I beg him.

Daddy slowly pulls out of me before ramming back in. Moaning, pleasure courses through my body as he continues in a rhythmic motion. It feels like sparks and fireworks are going off in my body as he continues to thrust into me.

Daddy’s hand slowly moves from my hip and finds my little bundle of nerves. While moving his thumb in a slow circular motion, he thrusts back into me with such force.

“Ooooh,” I moan as I arch my back. “Please.”

The pleasure inside of me continues to build and build, and I know this feeling. I’m not going to last much longer.

“Daddy, please,” I beg. “I’m so close.”

“Come for me, come for Daddy,” he commands as he pinches my clit, sending me over the edge.

Screaming, I let go as I come, riding my release as Daddy continues to pump inside of me. Clenching around Daddy, it doesn’t take long for him to follow, filling me up with his seed.

“Such a good girl,” Daddy breathlessly says as he slows. “Take my cum like a good girl.”

I mewl and relax into the bed as Daddy keeps himself inside of me.

“We’re going to stay like this for a while,” he gently says, picking me up and placing me on his chest as he lies down on the bed.

Daddy massages my head as he applies the shampoo, making sure every inch is clean.

My eyes are closed, and I’m completely relaxed as I sit in the chair, letting Daddy take care of me.

I never thought I would want this, but with each passing day, I’ve realized that this is exactly what I want, and I can’t wait for him to take even more care of me.

“Does that feel good?” Daddy asks as I moan.

“Yes,” I mumble.

If it weren’t for the back of the chair, I would have fallen off a long time ago.

“Can you do this every day?” I ask.

“We don’t wash our hair every day, but I can give you a massage every day,” Daddy suggests.

“Whatever gets your hand on my body and head like this, I will take.” I chuckle.

“Then it’s planned. I get to have my hands on you, and you get to feel good. As you call it, it’s a win-win situation for both of us,” Daddy says.

How did I survive on the space station, taking care of myself for so long when I could have been here with Daddy? Why did I fight so hard in the beginning when he first brought me here?

Because I didn’t know any better and was afraid of him.

There were so many unknowns, and it was hard for me to let go and live in the moment with him.

I wouldn’t go back and change anything because it helped us both grow into who we are right now, even if it’s only been two weeks since I left the space station.

“I’m sorry,” I mumble, feeling guilty about putting Daddy through so much. “I’m sorry about you turning off my translator.”

That is one thing I really hate that I did in the past. I shouldn’t have, and yet I was stubborn and in my feels.

Daddy pulls his hands away from my head, and I whine at the loss of contact. Daddy has been giving me medicine to help when he isn’t around me, but it doesn’t fully fix the problem. I still want to be close to him.

Daddy cups my face. “Can you open your eyes and look at me?”

I hesitate for a second, but ultimately, I open my eyes and meet Daddy’s eyes. He gives me a small smile as he gently rubs his thumb across my cheek.

“There are a lot of things that both of us wish we could go back in time and change, but they are in the past, and we can’t change them now.

We can only learn from our mistakes and try not to make them again,” he gently says.

“I don’t want you to feel bad for what you did.

Not anymore. While both of us regret it, it was needed for our relationship to go the next step. ”

I open my mouth, but Daddy shakes his head.

“It taught me that there are some things you don’t like, can’t deal with, or else it will affect your mental health.

In the beginning, I thought it was my way or no way, but you showed me that it’s a partnership.

We are doing this together, and we need to communicate.

Though I do have the ultimate say in whatever we are talking about, you have taught me that I need to think about your feelings as well,” he explains.

“So while it was hard for both of us to go through that time when we couldn’t communicate, it was much needed so we both could learn things about each other. ”

Tears pool in my eyes, and I quickly blink them away. I don’t like crying, and yet Daddy has brought this other side out in me that is always so emotional.

“You’re okay,” he whispers.

I sniffle and look at him, not knowing what to say.

“Let’s get your hair rinsed out so I can braid it, and then we can snuggle on the couch,” Daddy tells me before he lets go of my face and stands up.

“Thank you,” I quietly say.

“For?” Daddy asks as he dumps water over my hair.

I squeal and close my eyes tightly, not wanting any water or soap to get in them.

“Sorry, Little companion. I should have told you to close your eyes,” Daddy gently says. “Now, do you want to tell me why you are thanking me?”

I shrug. “Thank you for taking care of me. Thank you for being patient with me. Thank you for understanding how terrified I am of heights and not letting me see outside. I’m sorry for being so scared of them.”

Not that I can do much about it. I’ve lived with it my whole life, and I have tried to get over it, but each time has resulted in me puking or passing out.

“You don’t have to be sorry about that,” Daddy coos at me. “You can’t help it.”

Daddy finishes rinsing my hair and wraps it up in a towel before picking me up and holding me close to him.

“Do you want your hair in a braid?” Daddy asks.

“Please!” I practically yell with excitement.

Daddy chuckles and walks into the main room, placing me on the couch and starts to slowly brush through my strands before picking up pieces and starting to braid it.

“Such a good girl,” Daddy reminds me. “My good Little companion.”

I smile and relax as Daddy finishes fixing my hair, and I beam up at him.

“I love it when you braid my hair,” I tell him.

“I’m glad. I will be taking care of that from now on.” He sits down and places me on his lap.

I snuggle up to his side and fully relax in his embrace.

“Is Luna okay?” I blurt out.

The last time I tried to ask about her, Daddy didn’t tell me much besides that his friend bought her.

“From what I know, she is,” Daddy replies. “Julan wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. Not unless she was naughty.”

My bottom clenches at the mention of punishments.

“Do they live close to us?” I ask.

“Why do you ask?” he pulls away slightly and looks at me. “Are you planning on running away?”

Shaking my head, I giggle at the thought. “Maybe in the very beginning, but now, no. I wouldn’t dream of leaving you.”

“So why do you want to know?” he inquires.

“I would like to see her, visit and maybe play with her,” I mumble toward the end.

Would Luna want to play with me, or would she be like before? We were taught not to play on the space station, but Daddy has changed my mind on it, and it’s so much fun. I don’t know why they wouldn’t allow it on the space station.

“I will ask her owner if he is okay with it,” Daddy replies. “They live in the same building, so maybe one day you’ll see her.”

“Do you think it could be sooner?” I ask, pushing my face closer to his. “Maybe we could do it tomorrow.”

Daddy smacks my bottom and gives me a pointed look. “Calm down. I will ask her owner when a good time is. You do not get to decide when it will be.”

I shy away and nod. “Sorry, Daddy. Thank you for asking,” I whisper and snuggle into his side. “Will Chale and the other Venkorians get their girls soon?”

“The government hasn’t placed any rules on when you can buy your girls, so it could be any day now,” Daddy replies. “Enough of this. It is their business, not ours, when they get a girl.”

Nodding, I try to quiet my mind.

“Good girl,” he hums. “You don’t need to worry about anything.”

We sit in silence for several minutes, just enjoying being in each other’s embrace.

“I love you, Daddy,” I tell him, kissing his chest.

His whole body freezes. “Say it again.”

“I love you,” I say louder.

Daddy cups my face. “I love you, too.”