Page 29 of Her Biker Daddy

“Yes daddy,” I hum, excitement rushing through me at everything that’s to come.

“From the moment you come back in here until we come out of the playroom, daddy has total consent to do anything he wants. I will only stop if you use the safe word, yes?” he asks once more, and I nod. “Words, I need the words, baby.”

“Yes, daddy, you have my total consent to play however you want with me when you come back into the playroom,” I promise, and a huge smile breaks out across my lips behind my hands when he moves back through the closet, to get the outfit he wants me in. I feel like squealing with my excitement, but I manage to keep it in, for now at least.

Chapter 11

Tate

Irub my cock thinking about Everly in the outfit I laid out on the bed for her. It’s a custom order that just got in and I can’t wait to see her in it. I’m certain she’ll love it. It’s a short, three tier white dress with rows of pink rainbows. The top of it is styled like a t-shirt, but it snaps in the back to make it easy to get off, and the seam of the top tier separates as well with snaps, giving me free access to her tits whenever I want them.

There’s a pair of shorts that match it, the back of it also opens with snaps, which means I can just undo them and get to her pussy rather than have to take them completely off her. I left her a pair of light pink knee socks to go along with it but that’s it. It shouldn’t take her long to change but I keep my ear to the door, listening for her to move through the closet and into the playroom so I can get my hands on her.

The sounds from the bathroom make my cock harden, knowing if she just used it I won’t have to give her a break until much later. That seems just perfect to me.

I give her another couple of minutes, then go back to the door, hearing the soft click of one shutting and my body tenses, knowing what’s coming. My little girl completely under my control.

I let another minute pass before moving into the bedroom and changing my jeans and tee for a loose tank top and a custom pair of athletic type pants. They’ll be softer on Everly’s skin if I don’t completely undress and there’s a slit in the front of them that’s plenty big enough to let my cock out to play. The tank will let me put her hands on me where I want them as well as give her something to look at, because my little girl is as attracted to looking at my body as I am to hers.

My dick wants me to walk straight into the playroom, but my brain knows the longer I make her wait, the better the result. The anticipation is part of it. The unknown of exactly when it’ll happen. Makes the heart race. The adrenaline pump.

Yeah, waiting isn’t a horrible thing when the end result is so good.

I slip onto the chair, shooting off some texts to the others so they know what to do today, as well as one to Cash to let him know we’re indisposed in case Law finds something to discuss. The minutes crawl past and as the twenty-minute marker hits, I can’t wait any longer.

The door opens with a whisper, and I suck in a deep breath seeing my girl laid out on her belly, the dress riding up, showing off the shorts and her ass jiggles when her legs swing. She looks fucking perfect. Soft and carefree, a happy little girl, because daddy takes care of everything for her, and that just makes me hungrier to sink into her and fuck her hard.

I take a step towards her, shutting the door behind me, which I know completes the circuit and turns on the camera I installed. It’s a closed feed, only sent to my phone. Any time it turns on, I’ll get a notification, so I’ll know when my little girl goes into it. Which means I’ll know whenever my girl wants to play to be able to surprise her.

My movements bring her head back around, her cheeks heating as she slips whatever she was reading under the pillow, and my brow rises as she turns over onto her back with a grin for me. “Hi daddy.”

“Hi baby girl,” I return, slipping over to the bed. It’s a canopy style bed, that’s draped in sheer pink curtains, with bedding to match. There’re also restraints anchored underneath it that we’ll play with one of these days, but today, the only thing that’s going to overpower her is daddy. “What were doing?”

“Nothing, just waiting for daddy to come say hi,” she says, the lie blatant as she flushes deeper and I move over to stand in front of her as her eyes travel down my body, the sparkle of heat unmistakable when they lift back to me. “I missed daddy.”

“You always miss daddy when you’re at school,” I suggest, and her eyes twinkle further before I pull her up onto her knees to give her a hug. As I do that, my hand slides under the pillow and pulls out what she hid. The cover is one of the manga I’d bought to put on the shelf, be something I could catch her with and punish her for one day, and fuck if she isn’t perfect for doing it now.

I pull back, holding it up in front of her eyes demanding, “What is this? Where did you get this? You know little girls aren’t allowed to read these.”

“I wasn’t…” Her cheeks heat further with the lie, and I slip a hand around her throat, keeping her gaze on me.

“You hid it. You knew daddy wouldn’t approve but you did it anyway and then think you canlieabout it?” I question her, my tone growing harder as she bites her bottom lip. “You know the rules. Daddy approves everything you bring home, or it doesn’t come into my house. Where did you get this? Did you steal it?” I add, enjoying her little gasp that falls with the last question.

“I don’t steal daddy,” she says with a pout. “I’m a good girl.”

“Not when you bring trash like this home,” I counter. “It was those boys from school, wasn’t it? They gave it to you? Did you let them do the things in it to you?”

“No, daddy!” she cries as I push her chin up further. “Everyone at school reads them though,” she continues, giving me an innocent little look and fuck, my cock is weeping in my pants wanting out to play. “I’m not a little girl anymore, I’m a big girl so I can read them too,” she adds stubbornly and that is my perfect opening.

“Not without daddy’s permission. You know the rules, little girl. You know what happens when you break them,” I state, taking a step back from her. “Get up.”

“No!” she snips, and I reach out, pulling her up onto her feet, my hands tight on her arms as she pushes at mine. “No. Daddy’s rules are stupid. I’m a big girl and don’t need them!” she shouts, stamping her foot with the most perfect pout and I letting the gleam fill my gaze before grasping the back of her neck, pulling a whimper from her as I move us towards the chair at the table. “Stop it, daddy. That hurts,” she cries as I force her face down over my lap, my other hand corralling her hands, and I control her body as I squeeze her tits between my legs. “Daddy!”

“That’s because it’s a punishment, little girl,” I state, releasing her neck to grab the thick rubber bracelets on the table. I wrap one around both of her wrists, giving her tits another squeeze when she tries to fight me on it. “You’re being extra bad today, which means an extra hard spanking. If you move or make a sound before I finish the five you owe, I’ll start over again. Is that clear,littlegirl.”

“Yes, daddy,” she says, and I release her arms, turning my hands over to the shorts covering her ass, and I pull the top of them down to just under her ass. “No, daddy, don’t…” she calls out as I land the first spank on her bare skin. “You can’t spank me like that. I’mnota little girl anymore. I’m a big girl!”

“Then prove it and take your spanking like a big girl,” I return, starting over and she stays still and quiet all the way until my palm hits her ass on the fifth spank.

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