Page 23 of Mind Games

She nodded her head, and I grabbed her jaw to twist her head towards me so I could kiss her. I began to fuck her mouth at the same time as her pussy. Her cunt flooded with a gush of liquid which drove me deeper. I released her mouth and began to fuck her hard and fast until her moans of pleasure filled the room.

“This is my pussy, Daisy. You're all mine. Daddy will love you forever,” I vowed as I let my obsessive confession spill forth.

Her body turned rigid beneath me, but I ignored it.

“Say it. Daddy loves me,” I said before I kissed her cheek. “Say it.”

“Daddy l-loves m-me,” she stuttered.

“Shout it out,” I said as I pounded into her as hard as I could.

“Daddy loves me,” she cried out.

Her pussy went wild as she came, and I lay on top of her moving down to my elbows before I continued to fuck her through her orgasm. Her ass bounced back off the pillow each time I fucked into her. The feel of her clenching pussy and soft ass against me was too much.

“Daddy’s going to fill you up, baby. Take my cum,” I said through clenched teeth as I felt my balls tighten.

Even as my cum began to spurt out of me, I continued to fuck her. I wanted to drench her insides with my cum. The need to mark her, own her and keep her was an obsession that was spiralling out of my control. I nuzzled into her neck and shoulder as her head fell onto the bed. I remained on top of her, enjoying the feel of her pussy around me while she was trapped beneath me. She sighed as I pushed my hand under her top to play with her breast. Her cunt clenched around me when I pinched her nipple.

“You'remine, Daisy,” I vowed.

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I slept with her every night since I declared my love for her. After two weeks, I considered releasing her from her room, but the fear of losing her made me hesitate. So, I decided to give her more freedom around the house in incremental stages. I got her a large pale blue pop-up tent and set it up in my office so she could be with me while I worked. She had a few teddies and some books in it, and she loved being inside the tent. I may have fucked her in it a few times, but she was irresistible no matter where the setting was.

My Achilles heel.

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I finished attaching the dildo on top of her white rocking horse and stepped back to admire my handiwork. When I glanced at Daisy, she looked partially sceptical but also curious.

“Daddy wants to see you ride the horse, Daisy. It’s part of your therapy,” I said with a straight face before I sat on the stool beside the rocking horse.

She crossed her arms, but all it did was draw my attention to her breasts. I patiently waited until she sighed and walked towards the horse. We both knew her pussy was wet since she had sat on my face. I saw the resolution on her face as she swung her leg over the horse.

The long black dildo stood upright on the seat, and I held my breath as I watched her cunt slide down it until it was out of sight. She held the handles, and her eyes were closed. I used my foot and began to rock the horse. She gasped at the sudden movement, and her eyes flew open.

“Ride it, Daisy. I want to see you fuck yourself.”

She began slowly, but it wasn't long until she rode it hard and fast. To see her fucking the fake dick was a sight to behold. Her face was bright red, and her knuckles were white because of how tightly she held the handles. She looked stunning as she fucked herself on the silicone cock. Her breasts were swaying with the movements.

When I used the remote for the vibrations to start, it didn't take her long to cum on the cock. Once she came down from her orgasm, her cum smeared the black dildo, and I tried to hold back my jealousy of an inanimate object. It was for the greater good.

She would learn to love her body the way I did. I wanted to rip the shame and guilt away from her, but I knew it could only happen through patience and time.

“My good girl,” I crooned before I stood up and lifted Daisy up to lay her on the swing.

I was far from being done with her.

Chapter 17

Daisy

As each day passed, I felt a little stronger in my heart and mind. Daddy let me out of my room more, but always kept me close to him. I knew he went to the office sometimes, but he had left me a radio and installed a TV in my room. It was strange, because I was happy living with Daddy. He looked after me in ways no one ever had and I didn't need to worry about a job or my benefit claims. Daddy wasn't very forthcoming about his life but he wasn't the cold and hard therapist I first thought he was.

He had a very dark sense of humour which I didn't mind. I was frightened that he would change his mind and toss me to the side when he saw how weak I was in some rough sessions. If he saw how damaged I was I thought he wouldn't love me anymore. That he didn't want to be my Daddy, but when he held me at night it subdued my fear.

I still sucked his cock every night. It became a habit, but I loved having him inside of me. There had been a few nights where we’d fallen asleep with him inside my pussy. Daddy seemed to love it as much as I did.

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