my wedding dress hit the floor, I step out of it and slip off my shoes. Iâm completely naked. I wore nothing underneath my wedding dress, knowing Daddy would want me bare. I know he told me to take everything off, but Iâm most definitely leaving the crown on.
Today was perfect. Every single part of it was pristine. Everything came together just like Iâd wanted. From the tiny Christmas trees decorated with pink lights atop every table, to the wedding cake topper of a prince holding a princess in his arms, it was like a fairy-tale wedding come true for me. I could tell from the smile plastered on Williamâs face that he adored it all. But what I think made him happiest was seeing me get the wedding I really wanted. He wanted to give me that, and he did. Like always. He made sure every wish I ever had was granted.
Iâd spent most of the night on the verge of happy tears, wanting to burst, I was so stinking happy. I almost did a few times, then Daddy would whisper into my ear all the naughty things he was going to do to me tonight. A whole new set a feelings would hit me, keeping the happy tears at bay.
We planned a wedding to celebrate with everyone, but just like always, when William and I are together the world fades away, leaving only the two of us. That was how we spent most of the night, me in his arms. Where Iâll be for the rest of our lives. Dancing, laughing, him making me feel like Iâm the only other person in the world. Like he canât breathe without me close. Itâs an intoxicating feeling to be so cherished.
When I step out of the bathroom, I see him sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, his eyes locked on me. A dark-colored drink is in his hand. Iâm sure itâs bourbon. Iâll be tasting it on his lips very soon. He lazily takes a sip, never taking his hungry eyes off me as he waits for me to give him what he wants. He wants to play. I love when we pretend itâs our first time again.
Heâs already removed his shoes and thrown off his jacket. His tie is long gone and a few buttons are undone on his collared shirt. I make a show of crawling onto the bed, baiting him with my kitty before I drop down onto my back. I pick up the blindfold and slip it on before grabbing the headboard with both hands and parting my legs slightly.
I can feel him before he even touches me. I know heâs standing over me, his eyes roaming my body as he thinks about all the things he wants to do to me, and Iâll let him do them. Iâll do anything to please my Daddy, always craving for him to play with me.
I feel his hand wrap around one ankle, parting my legs more as he starts to trail his fingers up my calf to my thigh, stopping right before my kitty. The soft tease makes me ache for his touch. The need pulses through my body already. I want to move and make him touch me, but I know if I do, my kitty will get a spanking.
âHas anyone ever touched you here?â he asks, one finger finally dragging along my slit, but he doesnât touch me where I need it most. It intensifies the ache to a near-maddening level.
âNo, Daddy. Iâm not supposed to let anyone touch me there,â I whisper.
âWhat if your Daddy wants to touch you there? Youâd let me, wouldnât you?â His voice is thick but encouraging. I have to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning and begging.
âIâd-we would get in trouble,â I finally get out.
âNo one has to know that Daddy touches his little girl here. It would just be between you and me. Our little secret. You like having secrets with your Daddy, donât you?â His hand moves to the top of my mound. âYou want to play with Daddy, donât you? Because it would make me happy to play with you, little one.â His finger runs along my slit again, this time brushing me in the perfect spot, making me moan out. âSee? It feels so good.â His fingers trail up higher to my hard nipples. He circles them but doesnât touch them. âI could touch you here, too.â
âYes,â I beg, as his fingers rub against one nipple, teasing, then going to the other. I feel like I might explode. I need him. I want Daddy to touch me everywhere. To have secrets that no one ever knows.
âYou like that? Because it makes Daddy so hard, touching you like this. I want to place little kisses all over your body.â
âIt makes me tingle, Daddy. Please. Iâ¦â I canât seem to find the words. I need him. My breathing has turned ragged.
His body comes down on top of mine, engulfing me. His naked skin presses into mine, his warmth covering my small frame. Daddyâs tongue licks the seam of my mouth, making me part my lips.
âSuck Daddyâs tongue into your mouth and maybe Daddy will help his little girl with that tingle,â he says against my lips before pushing his tongue into my mouth. I suck it in greedily, tasting the bourbon as I try to please him. Gripping the headboard tighter, I try to stop myself from letting go.
He breaks the kiss, biting my lip. âYouâre such a good little girl trying to please your Daddy. Now spread your legs wide, and let me take care of you. Then when Iâm done, Iâll use your body however I want to and youâll let me, wonât you? I can do anything I want and youâll take it like a good little, and then youâll ask Daddy to do it all over again.â