N's Collection Of Artistry

The room was steaming. The fireplace was doing its job, the ceiling fan on to cool the room down as much as it could. She has her arms wrapped around his neck. He carried her bridle style to the rocking chair sitting in the corner of the bookshelves. She was tired almost sound asleep. He held her tightly in his arms and rocked her ever so gently in hopes she would sleep. Her eyes fluttered lightly like a butterfly making its move for its first flight. Opening her sparkling blue eyes just enough to glimpse at his face.

As she woke from her drowsiness she opened her mouth and in a whisper, “Nhmm...Daddy?”

Placing his lips against her head he spoke, “Shh, sleep babygirl.”

She frowned and opened her eyes to look at him, tears bubbling up in her eyes.

“I can't. I had a bad dream...”

She smothered her face into his chest and sobbed as she tried to speak. “It was veeery bad...and you...and I...”

“Shh, it's okay babygirl, Daddy's here.”

Pulling her head out of his chest he kissed her forehead and cradled her in his arms. He wiped her tears away with kisses. Her eyes fluttered and her cheeks were a deep red. Her eyes sparkled like an ocean as she looked up at him. Gently rocking her back and forth, smiling down at her, he pushed away a piece of hair from her eyes.

She pouted at him with the blush still blazing her cheeks and in a whining tone of voice said, “Daaaaaadddyyy I'm thirsty!”

From the side of the chair he picked up a glass baby bottle filled with warm milk.

Her eyes widened, she held his arm back with one hers as best she could, “Noooooo milk!!! It's icky and it tastes bad and it it it looks like dirty things.”

She stood no match for his strength though and he held both her hands down with his elbow.

“Milk. Is good for you it makes you strong like Daddy.”

Squinting her eyes she shook her head back and forth as fast she could so he couldn't get the tip in her mouth. With his other hand he held her head in position and the teat made it's way in.

“Now keep it in and drink.”

She pouted at him and gave him her evil puppy eyes but she did as she was told. She suckled the tip caressing it with her tongue and drank the warm liquid down. Closing her eyes savoring the taste and quenching her thirst. She purred like a kitten suckling on her bottle. Just like a baby.. His lips curled into a sweet smile as he leaned in and kissed her forehead. For a second his lips longed on her skin and then pulling back with a whisper. “Good girl.”

He waited till she emptied the last drop and caressed her hair rocking her back and forth. She could feel the wetness between her legs the forbiddeness. Her nipples hardening and her head pounding she wanted to touch so badly. Just a rub to satisfy her lust but, as she emptied the bottle he took it from her lips. Pulling her lips apart a drop falling from the corner of her mouth slipping towards the edge. Quickly he wiped it away and licked his finger clean. As he put the bottle back beside the chair she quickly moved her hand down towards her panties. He was quicker though and caught her hands and kept them together. A smile graced his lips and his eyes gazing into her's said, “Ah ah ah!”

She opened her mouth to object to find an excuse but she was dumbstruck. She knew better than to go against what Daddy wanted, it would be very very bad. Daddy's punishments were unbearable and something she wouldn't let her mind linger on. Her ass couldn't take anymore “punishment.” He kept her safe in his arms and lifted her up to the antique chaise sitting by the window. Each of her legs placed between his leg she kept her arms wrapped around his neck.

Kissing the side of her cheek, “Story time.”

She smiled and rested her head on his shoulder. He kept one arm wrapped around while he reached around for the book on the windowsill... “Zombie Survival Guide” of course. She put a thumb in her mouth and suckled as he read. As her eyes begin to flutter shut, he started bouncing her up and down with his leg. Her eyes opened back up, he was still reading. The words just vibrated her ears, echoing through the room. She wasn't paying attention anymore. As he bounced her on his lap she could feel her panties getting wetter. She loved how it felt, up and down, up and down, up and down. His leg bouncing up and out of her special place, the clothes tightening around her. She started moving her hips back and forth with his leg. She could feel her wetness seeping through her panties but, she couldn't help it. As he bounced her more and more she kept moving herself. He stopped reading and peeked at her from the corner of his eye. Catching on quick to what she was doing he set the book down and placed both arms around her waist. Her head still resting on his shoulder she began whimpering and pushing herself harder and harder against his leg. His leg stopped bouncing and he just sat with a smirk watching her get off on him. She felt the tension rising in her body and the horrible desire to get an orgasm. Her panties no longer holding her together let her wetness drip out onto his pants. She was soaking wet and ready to cum. Faster and faster she rubbed her body against his, biting down on her lips to hold back the insatiable moans of pleasure. Enjoying the show, he rubbed his hand up along her tummy to her breasts. Sliding his hand up her t-shirt and grabbing holding of her titties he teased her nipples pulling and pinching at them. Driving his lips across her feverish cheeks, he licked her eye and whispered to her.

“Open...” Rubbing his face against her head burying himself in her silky hair. He slid his mouth down to hers and looked into her eyes. Even though her eyes were closed she could feel him staring straight into her.

“Open Babygirl.”

Taking a finger to her lips and pushing lightly down on the bottom. Her lips burst open and soon as they did she let it all out. The desire she was screaming, her wants, her submission, her humiliation.

She couldn't hold it back anymore she moaned almost screaming, “Ohhhhhh Daaaaadddyyyy~!”

Tilting her head up and thrusting her hips as hard as should could against his leg begging her body for release. Her body felt as if she was going to explode. Groping her tits tighter and tighter building her up until she couldn't hold it in any longer.

Nuzzling her face into his neck, she moaned and raised her voice almost as if she was screaming, “Oh Daaadddy Daddddy pleaseeeee I wanna cum pleaseee oh pleaseee Daaaddddy!!!”

Holding her eyes shut as tight as she could and holding onto him at the same time. Thrusting her body deeper and deeper, her clit throbbing with excitement. It felt so very good and she never felt so safe with his arms locked around her.

Kissing her cheek he whispered in her ear, “Shhhh not yet.”

She knew how evil he could be during, making every ounce of pleasure last for her. A generous act maybe but, still a malicious one at that. Her eyes flung open and she lifted her head up and tears dripped down her cheeks. Trailing a sweet line of kisses down her face, rubbing his nose gently against her skin. He looked back down at the wet spot she was creating on his leg and watching her thrust herself desperately on him. Smirking with a hint of a pride behind his lips, “'Atta girl.”

Sobbing and moaning and pleading with him for release, “Pleeeeeaseeeee Daddy I wanna wanna – I needa cum pweeeeaseeeee Daddddddddyyyy!!! Please ohhhh pleaseeee! Ah~!” The heat she gave off steamed the air between the two. Her juices were flowing out from her and wetting his leg. She wanted it more than she wanted to breathe.

He kissed her flustered cheeks once more, “Go ahead Babygirl, cum for Daddy.”

Squealing as the room spun around and around she gave in. Her whole body shivered and quaked and her juices all came out. He held her in his arms as she trembled and let her mind go with her body, he kissed her cheek.
“Good girl.”

It was only a few seconds but, a few seconds of pure bliss it was. After just a few moments she collapsed exhausted in his arms. Cradling her in his chest she breathed gently in and out and snuggled in her Daddy's protection. Unaware of his hard cock throbbing underneath her. She fell asleep for what seemed a good minute or two. He locked his lips against her forehead and closed his eyes for a moment savoring his sweet little girl all to himself. She was his, the sweetest and most amazing bundle of joy he had in his life. He loved every inch of her dearly. As she dozed off for only a few minutes, resting for the fun about to come.

A small whisper escaped her innocent lips. Chapped as they were and her mind talking through a haze of exhaustion, “Daddy..” Yawning slightly, “I love you.” Her eyes fluttering between a sweet state of dreams and the wonderful man before her.

Kissing her forehead just before disturbing her from her sleepy haze, “I love you too, Babygirl.”

It seemed like hours past but what felt like longing was a short distance of time. The breath from her lips easing in and out of her. And the monstrous thing beneath her, the thin layer of clothing separating him from her. She wasn't ready, actually she preferred to sleep now after such excitement but, Daddy wasn't very fair. She got hers, now he gets his. Moving her legs back into position over his leg. Bouncing her a bit awakening her from the sleepy haze.

“Mmm..more Daddy?”

His arms wrapped around her waist and the back of her head facing him. He leaned forward and kissed her cheek, “More fun time Babygirl.”

She felt her body reheating itself, points of pleasure bursting from end to the next. Her cheeks were burning up from everything. The excitement coming from beneath her and a bit of embarrassment for the naughty things she had just done to herself in front of Daddy. It was okay though, he encouraged this in her, he wanted her to know it was okay. There was nothing wrong with it or her and she was a perfectly normal beautiful little girl. As her mind started coming to she began to giggle. Her sweet laughter filling the air adding to the forbiddeness of everything. His cock hard and throbbing in pants, he wanted her badly. Every single inch of skin, every touch, every blush, he wanted to devour her.

As he bounced her up and down she giggled, she rode his leg, her back to his face, both hands positioned over like riding a saddle. Her bottom and her wet panties going up and down against the bulge in his pants. She swung her hand around and grabbed him giggling, “Hehe Daddy wants to play too!”

She smiled at him with her beautiful glass eyes the shade of blue could have sworn they were sapphires instead. He bounced and bounced and she laid her head back against his chest smiling at him. Letting her hands wander to places.

“Daddy, I wanna make you feel good too.” Closing her eyes and rubbing her head against him.

“Can I play with Mr Boner Daddy? Please?”

He nodded his head fast and she giggled. The bouncing stopped and she turned her body around straddling his leg so she was comfy and facing him.

Her hands moved right towards his zipper but, he quickly pulled them away. “Ah ah! Wait.”

He moved her other leg to the side and pulled her wet panties off. She blushed she could feel him gazing at young hairless pussy. Blushing with embarrassment she pouted her lips, “Daddyy...”

“Sh. Its play time.”

Avoiding his eyes she straddled herself back over his leg and unzipped his pants. He was smirking down at her and she could feel it. Gently pulling back on his boxers...a model of pure perfection. Eight inches of pure perfection, thick, yummy, and fleshy. Fit just for her tight little pussy. Pursing her lips together she blushed a deep red and took hold of his cock with both her tiny hands. Her nails were painted a pretty pink, she stroked his shaft up and down. His cock dancing in her hands, up and down up and down. Her face was so feverish you could fry an egg on her head. She looked up at him stumbling over her words, fluttering her eyes with embarrassment. “Umm...Daddy...do I umm, suck it?”

He smiled at her softly placing his hand on her head, “Yes baby, get down and suck Daddy's cock.”

As she got off his leg and onto her knees he kept his hand on her head. Slowly she opened her lips as her mouth began watering and playfully licked the tip. Caressing him then suckling down on his cock just like her baby bottle. Her tongue swirling around, licking him like popsicle. Relaxing herself a bit more she brought him deeper into her mouth. Slowly moving up and down his shaft and rubbing her lips against the head kissing him in and out. Such a tease she was trying to be but, Daddy doesn't tolerate teases. He pushed his hand down hard on her head making her deep throat him. Gagging a bit she relaxed and went with it. Taking him all the way down her throat up and down.

He rubbed a finger against her cheek, “Good girl.”

When he had enough he pulled back on her hair. Pretty translucent spit dripping from her mouth her eyes begging please. Time to finish. He picked her up and placed her on his lap again. She straddled herself over him and leaned her head back against his chest. Slowly he started to enter pushing his way up inside her.

Quickly she closed her eyes and whimpered a bit, “Ohh, Daddy~!”

He had one arm around her waist to hold her and the other he used to take her hand and rub her clit with. Her hands were so tiny compared to his. He began to bounce her on his cock, up and down so very deep and hard. Her mouth watering from pleasure, her saliva began to seep from the corner of her mouth. Cheeks blazing, tiny tear drops built up in her closed eyes, she moaned, “Nhm Mmmmmm Daaaddddddyyyy!”

“Shh, Daddy has you baby..”

Pumping faster and faster in and out of her. His cock was so big for her tiny cunt, the amount of pleasure driving into her was insane. She felt like she would cum any second.

“Ohhh Daaaddyy please please I want- I want it it, inside me please daddy please!”

He took his hand away from her clit and tilted her head to the side capturing her lips with his. Sliding his tongue past her lips was easy playing around with her tongue. As he took a little part of her soul out from her mouth he came inside her and she came with him. All the moans and screams that wanted out he took from her mouth. He took all her pleasure and she collapsed in his arms. Her tiny cunt was filled up with him as he moved her lower half down all the cum dripped out of her. Drip by drip a sweet little creampie. Lifting her up he placed her on the pink fluffy canopy bed. Pulling up on the covers he placed her in and slid next to her. She turned herself to face him and grabbed onto his chest with her tiny hands. Laying her head down snuggling into him. A slight yawn escaped her lips as he tucked her in with her stuffed friends around her head. “I love you Daddy.”

He smiled and wrapped his arms around her, “I love you too, Babygirl.”

They both fell asleep nestled into each other's dreams.

Bad day. It was cold and raining and once again he was no where to be found. This happened on occasion days Daddy would just disappear. She didn't know where he was or what he was doing where he went but she missed him desperately. No notes, no messages he never left behind anything, it was implied she was just suppose to know he would be back. When? She never knew. How long she would have to wait was anyone's guess. It's not like she had anything to do she spent all her time with him and shared everything with him. She didn't have many friends. Not many people really wanted anything to do with her. All she had was Daddy so she would have to sit and wait like a good girl. He was her best friend, her Daddy, he was everything she had that made her happy. These days though are always the hardest on her. Trying so hard to distract her mind cause if she starts thinking about him for even a second. The tears start flowing and she breaks down. It was one of the most confusing things to her. Something her mind just couldn't understand. Why Daddy would just get up and leave some days and forget to come back for her. At night it would kill her. Laying awake at night she couldn't sleep at all she missed him dearly. Waiting and waiting for him to swing through the door... No kiss on the head, no tucking in, and worst of all. No I love you. To her this meant everything. What if one day he was so busy with whatever he was doing that tragedy befell him? Then there would never be another goodnight or I love you. And the last words said to her would have meant nothing because they were nothing.

Midnight. She's sitting up late waiting wondering, “Oh maybe..maybe Daddy will remember me tonight. He always remembers mommy...but silly of course Mommy is always more important.” Tears bubbled up in her eyes and they fell freely like the rain. Dripping into her hands every moment of the day she spent like this. Wondering and waiting. Wondering and waiting. When will Daddy come home? There was nothing to do so all she could do was try and pass the time. Naked and feeling beaten and torn up by her tears she tries hard to pick herself off the floor. Poor little girl. She slips on a simple white sun dress, brushes her hair and slips a wedding veil on. Its laced with white flowers and pearls, it was a gift from Daddy. She wanted to be a pretty bride... The prettiest bride of all but, tonight her pain would outshine her beauty. There was always that problem about her finding herself beautiful. Then when she actually did feel beautiful it was always when he was gone and that's when she always felt most horrible inside. … Nothing to do. She moved over to her music player, inserted a cd and put it on repeat. The song was as truly depressing as she felt. She sat in front of her mirror, held her legs into her chest and just stared. Tears falling again from her heart her lips shut tight she dare not make a sound. Fearful if someone heard her but, who? No one is there but, somehow she holds her pride from God. No one must hear her shame, not even the silence. She hates herself for missing him, for shedding even a single tear because when he comes back she feels guilty. So guilty how could I miss Daddy so much look he came back! How many days did take though? Three? Is it fair? No, not all. She doesn't need to know though. Mommy told her life isn't fair. Somehow Mommy always resents her...but, that is why she isn't here anymore.

Her head lays against the glass her tears are never ending. In whispers she speaks because no one is there to care for her words, “Tick tock tick tock, Daddy won't you please come home~ Daddy won't you please come home~ I'm so lonely.” Her voice cracks and her head begins to pound once again. She wants sleep but, when she tries she just wakes up minutes later crying again. Maybe he's with all the other girls. Those girls are nothing though, that's what Daddy says... but, when you hear another person calling him what you do. And he forgets her and gives all his time to THEM. That's all you have and all you have has to be shared with all the other kids. It doesn't bother her she knows she's over thinking it. Can't help it though, that's MY Daddy right? All the other girls why are they calling him it? She thought she was special. It's questionable. And even if she does mean more, her heart can't help it. It stabs her in the chest like a fucking cleaver. If he's her Daddy why does he forget for even moment, why does he even bother. Why bother loving me? If you just give it all around to them too? Are you Daddy...are you... Heart broken. Tonight is a bad night. A sad night, Daddy when are you coming home?

It took all the strength she had to lift herself off the bedroom floor and onto her bed. The nightmares would come back tonight she knew. Crying herself to sleep was all she could do, with the doubts filling her head. With Daddy being away and all. She held herself in fetal position and let her tears rain out. There was nothing she could do but keep her eyes wide open. Stay awake as long as she could to ward off the nightmares, the music kept playing. Everything was racing through her mind, she felt as though she might puke all her organs up. Where the other girls better than her? Did Daddy love them more? And what of Mommy would she ever remember again the little girl she once has? What about Daddy would he always be there? When would Daddy return? When would he remember me? And for how long will he stay? Will the nightmares kill me tonight? Will I lose my sanity? What do I have to do to make Daddy love me more, to spend every day with me again? To not be afraid of showing me to the world anymore? What of the future? Will I die tomorrow without ever seeing him again? Will he be alright? Does it mean more that he shows me the tears but to no one else? Am I more real than the other girls? Will I ever be perfect enough for him to make him smile to want to be with me every single day? Will I ever be real will my dreams every come true will the nightmares come true and what of him will he survive the night will I survive this life what if the walls close in and I never hear from him again what if I was being lied to this whole time what if one day I wake up and I'm not a loli anymore what if one day I wake up and Daddy never returns what if Daddy forgets forever why does Daddy even forget at all one night is sin enough a day is like driving a stake does he know or does he forget or are the other girls more important? Her head was about to explode. And then... she fell into a deep slumber with her tears staining her eyes. All that could be done was crying and dreaming to occupy the time as she waited.

In a faint unconsciousness whisper, “Daddy... won't you please come home? Babygirl...misses you so...”

It was a slow day. Waking up in the morning with his arms wrapped over her, her whole self laying in him. He had her, she was safe. Her eyes fluttered open, bringing her head up and slightly yawning awake. Turning her head over back to him to see if he was awake. She pouted and brought her face close to his touching nose to nose. Blinking ever so curiously, was Daddy awake or maybe he really is sleeping? She stared at his eyelids for a good few seconds then his eyes flew open and he smiled at her.

She blinked again, curious eyes, innocent eyes, “Daddy is awake?”

“Mmmhm.”

He grabbed her waist and brought her back into his chest, lifting her shirt to find her tummy. He began tickling her, she was so full of life. Squealing and giggling, “Hehehehehe DAAAADDDDDDYYY!!! STOOOOO-hehehe-OOPPP!! Hehehe.”

The biggest and brightest smile he'd seen. After a few more minutes of laughter he stopped and just held her. He kissed the top of her head, “Good morning cupcake.”

She pouted huffing and puffing at him, “I'm not a cupcake Daddy! I'm a princess! … A bunny princess!”

He chuckled a bit, “A bunny princess eh?”

Giving her evil puppy eyes she huffed and puffed and crossed her arms. Muttering,“You can't laugh...It's suppose to be badass....”

He laughed even more and a smile grew on his lips, “Badass huh? I think you're more super kawaii.”

“Nuuuu Daddddyyy no one says super kawaii anymore! It's super adorable badass!”

A blush crossed her cheeks as she gazed up at him her eyes pleading with him. Laughing a bit more with his smile he kissed again on the cheek. “Okay Miss bunny princess.”

Her cheeks flaring up more she turned her body sitting herself on all fours with her hands on his chest. Her nose touching his she put her eyes to his eyes and in her most whiny and pleading and somewhat cocky voice said, “Ohhh DAAADDDYYYY!!! I'm hungry!!” She whined and her head fell to his shoulder and squirmed trying to get comfy. Rubbing her face against him, whimpering a bit. He rolled her body over so she was snuggled into his chest with her face looking up at his. A finger placed on her nose he flicked her, “And what would you like Miss Bunny Princess?”

Managing a straight face with her feverish cheeks her head tilted and whirled around. Going back and forth between his arms and his eyes.”I want...hehe something dirty~Nu nu nu! I mean I want ummm... can I~ieeeeeeeee have pancakes please?”

Flirtatiously fluttering her eyes in hopes this would persuade him. He smiled at her, “Of course Babygirl.” Eskimo kissing her.

She giggled and hopped out of bed. Wearing white cotton panties with a small bow on the front and and a pink bunny t-shirt.

He went done stairs to cook her breakfast. She brushed her teeth and did her hair and glanced in the mirror and smiled. Happy as a bunny she hopped down the stairs to find him. The smell of sweetness filled with the kitchen. He was standing in front of the stove with a spatula in hand. The little girl hopped over to gaze at the yummys about to enter her tummy. When she looked at them though they did not peak her interest of pure perfection.

She pouted and threw her head into his shoulder, “DADDY!! They're not perfect! They're too big!!”

Pouting and being a tad bit bratty she pounded her tiny arms against him. Her feet stomped and she yelled at him. He took a hold of her head with his hand and looked into her eyes and sighed. Turning off the stove he picked up her tiny body throwing her over his shoulders. Before she knew what was happening her eyes grew wide, she started kicking and screaming at him.

“NOOOO!!! DAADDDYY!!! PLEASEEEEE I'M SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN IT! I'M SORRY DADDY! I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY!” She sobbed and sobbed.

It wouldn't change his mind though. Bad girls need to be punished or they never learn... Entering the living room he sat down and threw her over his lap. She kicked and screamed and struggled hard to get free but, there was no use. Tears bubbled up in her eyes. He pulled down her cotton panties and held her down with one hand then, SMACK!

She squealed, “OH DADDY! Please! I'm sorry Daddy I'm so sorry!” She sobbed and sobbed.

With the spatula sitting beside him from carrying it over he thought it be a good idea to use it. Metal stings worse then flesh on flesh. Her skin was very soft the cutest little butt now turning red. He squeezed her right cheek to tease and then SMACK SMACK SMACK! He swung the spatula hard against her tender cheeks. The metal stung her bare bottom badly she cried and whimpered. “Daddy please...please Daddy I learned my lesson!”

He smiled at her so sweetly, “Just ten more to make sure Babygirl.”

She tried to move her legs to resist his grip but it was no use, “No Daddy! NO NO NO NO!”

“If you keep whining Daddy's just gonna have to spank you more.”

The little girl cried closing her eyes and keeping her lips shut tight. She tried hard not to move, to not think of the harsh stinging of metal against her cheeks. The metal left marks of red bars against her ass. He slowly massaged her ass with his hand and kiss the red marks. She could feel herself getting wet her tiny lips seeping with her juices. It hurt so bad but felt so good at the same time. Five more smacks against her sweet little bottom. Tears dripped out of her eyes and with each hit she squealed gripping tight to the side of the couch.

“Daddy please no more...it hurts really really bad.”

“Ah ah! Just a few more Babygirl. Daddy needs to punish you. You can't just be a brat all the time complaining over the silliest things.”

She turned her head around to face him,“I know Daddy! Please! I'm really sorry I won't be a bad girl again I promise!”

Her pleads were useless though. He patted her head gently trying to calm her, “Shhhh, only five more.”

She closed her eyes tight and whimpered, “Oh Daddy...please.”

Seconds passed him trying to calm her was rather cruel so when she least expected... SMACK! Another hard slap of metal against her innocent ass. Her sweet pussy kept getting wetter as he kept smacking her. Two more... He paused and rubbed a hand against her burning cheeks massaging her a bit. Letting his hand wonder down past the first hole then to the second. He grabbed a hold of her lifting her up on his lap doggy style, her butt waggling up in the air. Her body was shaking a bit fearful for the next hit. Each one always hurt more than the last. To her surprise though he stuck two fingers insider her dripping cunt. She gasped and moaned her body suddenly feeling tingly all over.

She bit down on her bottom lip trying to resist the urge to moan but she couldn't, “Ohhh Daddy~”

He was smiling, sticking another finger in he moved his fingers in and out her. Then taking the spatula once again and laying another red mark against her ass. She was in total ecstasy and it drove her insane. Pain and pleasure it was too good. Daddy knew just how to make her feel good. A few more slaps and he moved his fingers faster and as deep as they could go inside her. She was gonna cum and she couldn't hold back.

“Ohhhhhh Daaaadddddyyyy ~ Oh Daddy Daddy Daddy~!”

Then suddenly he stopped, pulling his fingers out and setting the spatula aside. She squealed and screamed, “NOOO NO NO NO NO!” Moving her hips up and down her head was swinging every which way. She cried and cried. “Noooo Daddy Noooo!!” He lifted her up on his lap and she buried her eyes in her hands. He rocked her back and forth kissing her cheek, “Shhh, now don't cry Babygirl, it's what bad girls get when they are naughty. You were a bad bad girl and Daddy had to punish you.”

He stole her hands from her face and held her chin up with his hand. Making her look at him through a foggy wet haze. “Now are you gonna be a bad girl again to Daddy?”

She sniffled her eyes were so big and bright even through her tears. Speaking in a hushed tone,”No..”

“Hm?”

“No sir, Daddy.”

He kissed her forehead and smiled at her, “Good girl.”

He picked her up off the couch with him and stood kissing the top of her head. With his arms wrapped around her he held her still for moment. Embracing the moment he loved her, it seemed mean to her sometimes but he really loved her. Lightly he tapped her ass to move along back to the kitchen and told her, “And no rubbing! If Daddy catches you rubbing he'll have to punish you again!”

She looked back at him and pouted with her evil puppy dog eyes then sighed. No use in arguing she wouldn't win either way. As she walked back she pulled up her panties then sat down at the table and waited patiently as he finished cooking for her. Her butt burned as she sat down, grimacing at the pain but, trying hard not to think about it. The sweet aroma of cake, syrup, and butter filled the air. Good morning sweetheart the scene said. He placed the plate in front of her, her big eyes blinked at the yummy-ness before her. Stabbing the cakes with her fork she lifted them up and munched. She giggled, “Hehe Daddy it's so yummy!”

She wore the biggest and brightest smile. He smiled with her. He loved her so very much and every second of watching her smile and laugh was pure joy for him. Taking the fork from her hand he started to feed her. She opened her mouth as wide she could saying, “AHHHHH!” then munched down. Giggling after each swallow. When all the food was eaten she sat at the table and waited while he cleaned up. Rolling her eyes every which way examining the oh so familiar room with nothing else to do. It was time to begin the day.