Page 108 of Wanting What's Wrong

“That’s what daddies are for. To show you how to feel good. How to find that special feeling.”

“Show me.”

“I will. But you need to know, from now on, you’re my good girl. My best little girl, but sometimes, you’re something else. You know what that is, don’t you?”

“No, what?”

“When you’re sitting here, pants around your ankles, rubbing your clit, while your gorgeous pussy wet and sloppy and spread wide for me to see… you’re a fucking little slut, baby. That’s precious to me. Perfection. Sweet baby, and dirty slut, makes you more magical that you could imagine. Daddy’s going tolove you, but sometimes, he’s going to show you who you are in ways that might be confusing. That might hurt. That’s what Daddy’s girl is for, though. You’ll learn to understand.”

That should offend me. Frighten me. But instead, I’m a weeping puddle. Tears stream down my cheeks in a silent sob. “Yes.” I nod. “I know.”

“What else are you? You’re a slut, and what else, baby? What kind of little girl does what you are doing to her daddy right now?”

The word stings on my lips as I blurt out a word I’ve never spoken before in my life. “Whore.”

Cade’s eyes darken, lids heavy. “Good girl. Now, soon enough, you’re going to learn how to take care of my cock. I’ll teach you all the ways of pleasing me with your hands, your mouth, tits, and your ass and any other way I choose. Sometimes, I’ll dress you up and just have you sit still like a little doll as I jack off, spurting cum all over that pretty face. So many adventures ahead of us, baby. I hope you’re ready.”

His toes push away my fingers; finding my clit and circling, pressing, grinding, then holding steady.

“Please.” I whimper, the aching is too much.

“Right here?” I grip the sides of his foot, not caring how I get that relief.

“Yes. Yes…” I beg, bucking against his toes as they strum on my pleading flesh. When he curls his toes, they pinch the sensitive spot. Then he pushes on the swollen, desperate nub. Pleasure darkens my vision, little fireworks spark behind my eyelids.

“Say, ‘I’m Daddy’s whore’.” The glorious pressure is gone, and I’d walk on broken glass for the relief I seek.

“I’m Daddy’s whore.” I answer without a breath of hesitation. “Daddy’s slut. I teased you, and I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, baby. I understand. You didn’t know better, but soon, I’ll teach you everything you need to know. Right now, make me happy and come for me. I want to hear you come.”

The pressure is back. The filthy words and the headiness of everything that’s happening converge and punch me in that go-switch I’ve been unable to find until now.

The orgasm rips from me, and it’s painful and life-changing. It spins into a warped pleasure as my stepfather’s toes bring me to my first climax, my pants, and panties at my ankles, my fingernails digging into his foot for dear life.

The world collapses in on itself as I let out sounds I didn’t know were possible. This is better than any therapy, meditation, and whatever else I’ve tried in my life to find my center. When I come back to earth, it’s raining and dark outside, but it doesn’t matter.

I have my north star.

And his name isDaddy. I smile and melt into the seat.

“Good little Lennie-bird. Now, clean off my toe with your mouth, then get dressed.”

Four

Cade

What am I doing?

Sitting here in a fucking limo in the rain and trying to talk down my dick while I’m losing my fucking mind, that’s what.

Lennie ran into the house through the rain as soon as Henry parked the car and I’m sitting here trying to figure out my next move. Something I never do.

I always know the next move. But everything has changed. My brain is on fire, and when I got my fucking toes on that slick little pussy, I lost control. I lost myself. Just as she was getting dressed, we pulled in the gates at the house, and she turned quiet. Before the driver could come around and open my door, she bolted. I don’t blame her. Her first orgasm was in the back of a limo with her stepfather and her boss, her pants at her ankles, and my toes in her pussy.

Confusing for any girl, but for Lennie? Stimulationoverload. But, I know her, she needs a minute and I’ll give her that, but then it’s game on. She’s mine and there’s no going back.

The old Cade Jamison is gone, and he’s been replaced by a man who breaks his promises.

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