own decisions. At all other times, you will be a good girl and do as you are told. Do you understand?”
She nodded and pulled the necklace out of the box, ready to put it on. I stopped her, however, since we had to talk about a few more things before then.
“Not yet, little one. First, we need to talk about limits.”
“I don’t think I have any,” she said, rubbing the charm between her finger and thumb. My heart raced at her words.
“It’s nice to know you are open to new things, but we all have limits.” I thought back to this time at a club when a submissive was bragging that she had no limits. Her Dom didn’t like that she was boasting and decided to teach her a lesson. He presented his “little girl” with a dog as a gift and then proceeded to have the dog fuck her in front of the other members of the club; I never saw her brag after that.
I couldn’t do something like that to Kenzie, though. First, I had absolutely no desire to humiliate my sweet little girl in front of a room full of strangers, and second, I didn’t want anyone else near her pussy, let alone a fucking dog. I also knew I had time to learn Mackenzie’s limits. Today, all that I wanted was to set up a code word just in case I hit one of them this weekend.
“We don’t have to discuss limits now, and sometimes I do enjoy finding them on my own, but we do need some safe words because if Daddy is fucking that tight little pussy of yours, and you scream out ‘Stop, Daddy, it hurts!’ it’s only going to fuel me on. I’ll just pound into you harder.” I watched her pupils dilate with each word I spoke. “So, little one, are you ready to learn your safe word?”
“Yes,” she panted, and I knew she was mine.
“If there ever comes a time when you feel that you need me to stop what I’m doing, you will say vanilla. Do you understand your safe word?”
She nodded, still playing with the necklace. Smiling, I held my hand out to her. She pouted, but dropped the small chain into it. “Turn around and hold your hair up, little girl.”
I fastened her necklace around her neck and spun her back around to face me. “While you wear this, you are my little girl.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” she said, her smile bright.
“Now, let me see what you’re wearing.” She fidgeted while I walked around her, shaking my head. “I don’t like that skirt. It looks too grown up. Take it off…now.”
My voice was harsh and commanding, but this was my house, and she had already agreed to stay, so we were going to play by my rules.
She didn’t seem to have a problem with it, because she immediately started to lower the zipper and slide it down. She was wearing black thigh high stockings that were sexy as hell, and tiny black panties that barely covered any of her ass. Her white top reached just to her navel, giving me a generous view of her smooth, pale skin.
Restlessly, she shifted from one foot to the other, waiting for my assessment. “I still think you look a bit too grown up, but it will do for the time being. Now, you will need to help Daddy do the dishes, little girl.”
She nodded her head and followed me into the kitchen. “You will wash them, and I’ll dry and put away.”
We flirted a bit while cleaning up from dinner, and when we were done, I showed her the contents of the fridge and where the pots, pans and dishes were.
“It is your job to cook breakfast for Daddy tomorrow. I’ll take care of the other meals, but breakfast is your responsibility.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said. “What would you like me to make?”
I liked that she would cook what I asked for, but I wanted to see how good she really was in the kitchen. Our time together might only last the weekend, but honestly, I hoped it was just the start of many more to come. “You may cook what you’d like. You’ll find my kitchen well stocked with anything you could possibly need.”
She smiled, and I wondered what she was thinking but didn’t want to ask. I was
She nodded and pulled the necklace out of the box, ready to put it on. I stopped her, however, since we had to talk about a few more things before then.
“Not yet, little one. First, we need to talk about limits.”
“I don’t think I have any,” she said, rubbing the charm between her finger and thumb. My heart raced at her words.
“It’s nice to know you are open to new things, but we all have limits.” I thought back to this time at a club when a submissive was bragging that she had no limits. Her Dom didn’t like that she was boasting and decided to teach her a lesson. He presented his “little girl” with a dog as a gift and then proceeded to have the dog fuck her in front of the other members of the club; I never saw her brag after that.
I couldn’t do something like that to Kenzie, though. First, I had absolutely no desire to humiliate my sweet little girl in front of a room full of strangers, and second, I didn’t want anyone else near her pussy, let alone a fucking dog. I also knew I had time to learn Mackenzie’s limits. Today, all that I wanted was to set up a code word just in case I hit one of them this weekend.
“We don’t have to discuss limits now, and sometimes I do enjoy finding them on my own, but we do need some safe words because if Daddy is fucking that tight little pussy of yours, and you scream out ‘Stop, Daddy, it hurts!’ it’s only going to fuel me on. I’ll just pound into you harder.” I watched her pupils dilate with each word I spoke. “So, little one, are you ready to learn your safe word?”
“Yes,” she panted, and I knew she was mine.
“If there ever comes a time when you feel that you need me to stop what I’m doing, you will say vanilla. Do you understand your safe word?”
She nodded, still playing with the necklace. Smiling, I held my hand out to her. She pouted, but dropped the small chain into it. “Turn around and hold your hair up, little girl.”
I fastened her necklace around her neck and spun her back around to face me. “While you wear this, you are my little girl.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” she said, her smile bright.
“Now, let me see what you’re wearing.” She fidgeted while I walked around her, shaking my head. “I don’t like that skirt. It looks too grown up. Take it off…now.”
My voice was harsh and commanding, but this was my house, and she had already agreed to stay, so we were going to play by my rules.
She didn’t seem to have a problem with it, because she immediately started to lower the zipper and slide it down. She was wearing black thigh high stockings that were sexy as hell, and tiny black panties that barely covered any of her ass. Her white top reached just to her navel, giving me a generous view of her smooth, pale skin.
Restlessly, she shifted from one foot to the other, waiting for my assessment. “I still think you look a bit too grown up, but it will do for the time being. Now, you will need to help Daddy do the dishes, little girl.”
She nodded her head and followed me into the kitchen. “You will wash them, and I’ll dry and put away.”
We flirted a bit while cleaning up from dinner, and when we were done, I showed her the contents of the fridge and where the pots, pans and dishes were.
“It is your job to cook breakfast for Daddy tomorrow. I’ll take care of the other meals, but breakfast is your responsibility.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said. “What would you like me to make?”
I liked that she would cook what I asked for, but I wanted to see how good she really was in the kitchen. Our time together might only last the weekend, but honestly, I hoped it was just the start of many more to come. “You may cook what you’d like. You’ll find my kitchen well stocked with anything you could possibly need.”
She smiled, and I wondered what she was thinking but didn’t want to ask. I was
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