Page 20 of Mind Games

Daddy took a few deep breaths before he opened his eyes. His face relaxed, and his eyes softened.

“My good girl,” he crooned before he kissed my sweaty forehead. “My perfect little fucktoy.”

If anyone else used these kind of derogatory words towards me, it would make me feel cheap, but Daddy said them in such a loving way that I liked it when he spoke to me like this.

I knew it was wrong, but it also felt like destiny.

Chapter 14

Nathan

I paused as I shut the oven door because I realised I was humming. Thoughts of Daisy flooded through me. Within seconds my dick began to harden. I had weeks of pent-up desire inside of me. I moved to the counter and began to crush her pill for her drink. The white powder was crucial in these early days. This afternoon’s experience was one I wanted to repeat, so I would give her a second dose today.

Not many women could take the length of my dick, but Daisy demanded for me to fuck her harder. The entire time I watched her carefully, it didn't seem like she had any flashbacks to her past experiences with Tom. Becoming her Daddy was part of her treatment, but I never expected to love the dynamics of our roles. I wanted her to feel loved by me, but I also wanted her adoration.

I glanced at the time before I checked to see what she was doing. She lay on the giant beanbag with a book in her hand. I zoomed in on the small screen of my phone and saw it was a thriller she was reading. She hadn't opted for the selection of romance books that I’d bought for her.

I exited the camera app and began looking for Daddy Dom books. Her nightly story-time should include some hot Daddy stories. I had encountered plenty of them when I considered her unique treatment plan.

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With the tray balanced in one hand, I unlocked her door. She was still on her bean bag, and when she saw me, she put her book to the side. I walked to the bed and placed the tray on the side table.

“Dinner time,” I said, lifting her berry drink off the tray.

She came and sat on the bed. When she held her hand out for her drink, I ignored it and put the straw to her lips. I watched as she began to suck on the drink.

“Are you enjoying your books?”

She nodded as she continued to drink. When she stopped, I pulled the drink back and discreetly stirred it with the straw before picking up her plate. I’d already cut the food into bite-sized chunks. She dutifully began to eat the steak and the variety of vegetables.

“Daddy, what’s that?” she asked as she pointed towards the white sex swing hanging off the ceiling.

“It’s a swing. You can use it to read if you want, but the additional straps are there for when Daddy wants to fuck you on it,” I said, unable to contain the smile when her head snapped back towards the swing.

Her mouth fell open as she inspected the swing in a new light. It looked like the kind of padded swing you would have for a veranda. I didn't blame her for not noticing the straps. She knew it was time to wash up when she finished most of her drink.

“No bath tonight since you had one earlier,” I said as I helped her up. I enjoyed knowing my cum hadn't been washed away from her pussy.

I’d changed into a T-shirt and sweatpants since I knew what I wanted to do to her tonight. The thought of seeing her tits bouncing up and down as she rode my dick made me stick my hand down my pants to squeeze my impatient dick. I pulled it out when she walked towards me. Today, I’d braided her hair into two pigtails, but one was lopsided.

Nothing in life is perfect, but I knew Daisy was the closest to perfection I would come across. Irrespective of every sordid detail she shared with me about her past, she somehow managed to keep a part of her innocence. The optimistic hope was that there were some good people amongst the shitty ones. That was the only thing that stopped me from lashing out as usual. I recognised corruption far quicker than virtue.

I pointed towards the floor between my legs, and Daisy immediately knelt before me. Pulled the ribbons off and began to unbraid her hair to leave two messy pigtails bunched on either side of her neck.

“Suck Daddy’s cock,” I said before I pushed my thumb into her mouth.

The feel of her sucking on my thumb gave me an idea for later. I pulled my thumb out of her mouth to watch her shuffle closer and eagerly reach for my waistband. When she tugged on the loose waistband, she paused when the tip of my dick appeared. I stood up to pull my dick out for her before I sat down again.

She wasted no time and began to lick my cock like an ice cream cone. The feel of her wet tongue swirling around the tip of my dick made me growl. It didn't phase her, but she opened her mouth to suck my dick. Her hands worked on my length, and I loved the fact that her touch wasn't timid.

She worked her magic with her mouth and hands until I was dripping precum into her mouth. She moaned and sucked harder, which made me grab her hair with each hand, and I pulled her down onto my dick. I eased my path past her tight throat and began to rock my hips to enjoy the feel of her tight opening while she tried not to gag.

“Daddy’s perfect cock sucker. Tighten those lips around me, Daisy,” I said softly.

I didn’t think about power or control when she lifted her eyes to meet mine. I saw my future as her protector, and I didn’t want to be intimate with anyone other than Daisy. Her eyes were like rare gems that sparkled in an assortment of colours. I was grateful that she’d hidden away from the cruelty of this world.

“My beautiful girl,” I crooned, and she gripped my thighs with her hands before she took another few inches of my cock down her throat.

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