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Things have been hard. Stressful doesn’t even begin to cover my life right now, but today I am officially broken. I turn my head as you walk in the door but quickly turn my head away, ashamed of my state. Too late. Your “honey I’m home!” smile quickly disappears as you see my face nearly glowing red through my face powder and my mascara leaving watercolor trails down my cheeks. Now I’m angry with myself because despite my best efforts I’m still sniffling and shuddering even without actually crying.
You sit down beside me and ask me what’s wrong. It takes me a while. I don’t want to cry again. I take a deep breath before starting at the beginning. It doesn’t take long before I’m in tears again, barely able to get the words out. You pull me close to you, swinging my thighs across your lap and my face so close to your neck. I go on and on about my feelings on every little detail. I’m so hurt. I can’t do anything right. I’m not good enough.
You hold me close and stroke my hair. You feel so big right now. So strong. I am small, insignificant. I don’t feel worthy to be touched, but am too greedy to tell you to stop. My story comes to an end and my bitching stops. I feel a little better, but my walls are still up. I’m not allowing myself to fully relax with you. I don’t feel worthy of the warmth and safety your body provides.
“You know what I think? You are the most pleasing princess. Daddy couldn’t be more proud,” you say in that smooth, masculine voice I love so much.
Your voice, your body, your smell, your very presence is intoxicating. I’m being lulled into the special part of my brain that not many get to see. The sludge of adulthood is sliding off me, leaving behind someone bright-eyed, helpless, submissive. In a word: little.
“You’ve been through so much. Are you ready to be my good girl?” Daddy asks.
“Yes, Daddy. Anything for you!” I reply with an eager kiss, immediately blushing as I pull back.
Your eyes are kind and your smile is comforting with a touch of deviance as you push one of my thighs off your lap, leaving my legs open very wide. You guide my lips back to yours, claiming them. I’m completely yours. I love you. I trust you. I’d jump in front of a train for you. Our kisses become wilder and I start to get wet. Your hands are all over me, but they seem to purposely avoid touching my pussy. You break our kiss and stare into my eyes.
“I want you to cum for me.”
I nod and your fingertips find their way to my clit, slowly rubbing in little circles as you continue to kiss me. I exhale relaxing, melting into your hand. You slowly gain speed until I’m close.
“That’s it, baby. Cum for Daddy.”
I let out a little whimper as my orgasm starts and soon I’m crying out for you.
“Oh good girl, princess! My pretty girl,” you coo with a kiss to my temple.
My orgasm subsides and my eyes close with a sigh, “Thank you, Daddy.”