I love my Daddy, and Daddy loves me.
When Daddy is good, life is all sunshine and hugs and kitten kisses.
When Daddy is sweet, home is a happy place filled with laughter and love.
When Daddy is kind, his bed is warm and nighttime becomes a time for soft, caressing hands and slippery tongues, nibbling teeth and a warm hole for that pathetic slug he calls a penis.
But when Daddy is Bad…
My pretty skin gets all covered up in long sleeved shirts and jeans.
My soft hands wear thick mittens.
My luscious mouth stays closed, trapping my talented tongue behind my teeth.
If Daddy doesn’t say he’s sorry, then he gets to see all of my tight, young body… used by someone else, everyone else, but him.
He gets to see other hands grabbing my tiny, budding breasts and pinching my rosy nipples.
He gets to see other mouths tasting mine.
He gets to see other cocks, huge cocks belonging to real men, pounding my tiny cunny, stretching me out and making me scream in pleasure.
When Daddy is Bad, he gets to look, but I won’t touch.
Tori
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