“You can whine and cry all you want sweetie. You can panties again when you learn to be a good girl. Until then you will wear this under your clothes.”
Whoa! great punishment idea, recon you should tuck this one up your sleeve.
~ Your little lady
Secrets
by Daddy VinnieThe other day, my little girl and I were cuddling.
“Little girl,” I said, “Do you know what secrets are?” My hand rested languidly on her upper thigh as we lay next to each other, and then I moved it over the mound hidden behind her panties.
“Yes, Daddy. That’s when you have a secret and don’t tell anyone.”
“Is there ever a time you tell a secret, little girl?” I led her along, as my middle finger slowly found the crease and began applying more pressure.
“No, Daddy. You never tell a secret, especially if it’s a pinky swear.”
“What’s a pinky swear, little girl?”
She showed me, crooking her pinky within mine and saying “pinky swear.” That seals a secret for all time, my little girl said.
Daddy’s caresses usually lead to little girl getting “all tingly.” And this night was no different. Before we knew it, we were drenched in sweat. I made sure to tell my little girl that my licks to get at her candy in her privates that made her so tingly were a secret. And I had a surprise for my little girl this night. This night, I did not let my little girl “explode” right away. I made her beg. Oh yes, and she begged alright.
Three times I drew her close to exploding, and three times I stopped just short. Once, frustrated, she pounded her fists on the mattress and yelled out “Fuck,” but we ignored this “big” intrusion and I brought her back to her little space again.
Denying her, owning her orgasm, excited me so much that I knew much more was in store. Finally, I let her explode and she did so much more forcefully then normal. And then I turned her over.
My senses were reeling and my lust was boiling over. As she lay on her belly, I entered her forcefully from behind, grabbing the flesh on her back, her hair, her shoulders, and pummeling her harder than normal. Little generally requires a bit of delicacy, but the delicate had already been consumed in my fiery lust.
I know that I could scare little away with my force, but I didn’t want that. I wanted my little girl, not Lolita, not Big, to feel my lust for her. I grabbed her arm and drew it behind her back. And then I secured it. I wrapped my pinky in hers and told her: “this is a secret, little girl. You belong to Daddy, you are mine. And I will do this to you because I want to.”
I could hear her intake of breath as I continued taking her with such rough force that it jarred her body, but I also heard the breathless panting, the “Yes Daddy,” that my faithful little girl emits when she knows she must obey Daddy. The pinky swear sealed it, and I took her far beyond my normal limits.
I don’t keep secrets from my little girl. But I do make sure that she knows what I do with her is our taboo secret. She must not tell. She must not, for Daddy loves her and will continue to play Big Girl games with her for a long long time to come.
Our time together is our secret. Pinky swear.
100% hot
(via a-lolitas-life)
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I wish this was me.