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Panic swept over me and I swung around to look for them. They weren't on my desk like they usually were. It was then I recalled that Daddy had taken them the night before. A mixture of emotions gathered in my gut as I calmly composed myself to get ready to ask for them. I wasn't a child anymore. I didn't have to be afraid. As I headed to the door, I noticed them on the nightstand. Daddy must have placed them there when he poked his head in last night. I smiled and picked them up, rolling them over in my hands while looking at them fondly before leaving my room. I waved my goodbyes as I quickly retreated out the front door and into the fresh morning air.Work didn't provide too much more of a comfort from home. Every page was a testament to my frustration. Home was distracting me which made it intensely difficult to focus on anything else. I nearly shelved several books incorrectly and kicked myself about a dozen times for small mistakes that I could have caught if I wasn't completely
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I pulled my phone from my pocket to text my mother, asking if she had any big plans for dinner. When she asked why, I explained that Brad and Lillian had invited me to a diner nearby and that I wanted to see them before heading back to the dorm. She said it was fine and I put my phone back in my pocket where my hand lingered. Should I text Daddy, too? I wasn't positive I wanted this to be so formal and attached yet. I decided against the idea and went back to shelving books until we closed for the day.I didn't bother going home to change. I'm still not ready to encounter my parents yet. After I clocked out, Brad and Lillian rode with me in my car to the diner up the block that we'd been going to since middle school. We'd known each other for so long that I was upset when we didn't get accepted to the same university last year. It didn't make a difference because we worked in the same library and met every weekend for hikes, concerts, or beach trips. This dinner would have to count
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I stopped packing and averted my gaze towards the window. I didn't want to meet his eyes. I knew he was looking at me. I was sure that if I turned, I would simply explode into bits of confetti.“You know, I heard you last night.”Panic.“I don't know what you--”“I heard you in here, touching yourself. I stayed awake because I knew you would.”More panic mixed with excitement. I watched his figure move closer out of my peripheral vision, shaking with every second that our lips weren't interlocked.“Daddy knows everything.”I turned to meet his gaze and nearly swooned. His eyes were such a bright blue. I hadn't realized they were so blue until now. I wanted to drown in the swirl of periwinkle outlined with a black border. They were so intense I could have probably reached climax just staring at them. His hand met my hair and brushed it from my face. I quivered and ran for the bathroom. It seemed like I had been running away all day, like the weight of my fantasy was so out of control
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After our brief encounter in my bedroom, Daddy reminded me that this would have to be our little secret. He forced me to suck his fingers and promise my utter allegiance to the discreetness of our affair. I promised, licking the taste of my own juice off my lips. When he left the room, I felt a sense of dread fill my stomach. I still had to pack and return to my dorm, and then I'd have to spend the entire week away from home. We had just finally broken the barriers. What was I going to do? I wandered towards the bathroom with my head spinning, hoping a hot shower would calm my nerves. The water soothed my aching muscles, especially my pelvis, and helped me relax enough to collect myself. Being away all week just meant weekends would be extra exciting. There was no reason to panic.I finished showering, got dressed, and dried my hair before gathering my things to load into the car. As I packed, Daddy stood in the doorway watching. I noticed his eyes washing over my body and bent over
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And my sweet Daddy.I tried to keep my pace steady, but I found myself panting more than usual as I crossed the road that led to my dorm. My phone buzzed in my purse. I struggled to dig through my bag while juggling my books in the other arm, but ended up dropping them all on the sidewalk.“Shit!” I cried out.I was beyond nervous and it was keeping me from holding myself together. I was about to lose it when a guy jogged up from my left and helped me gather the two textbooks and binder full of papers that threatened to explode. I found it similar to my loins: ready to bust.“Thank you,” I said quickly and kept walking in the direction of my dorm.My phone buzzed again, but this time it was in my hand. I looked at the screen.Daddy calling…My heart skipped a beat and I pressed the green button to answer it.“Hello?”“I'm here. Where are you?”“I'm only three minutes away. I'll be there soon.”“Don't keep me waiting, Victoria.”The call ended before I could respond with an apology. I
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I bayed rather loudly, the sound muffled by his fingers which he shoved deeper to keep anyone from knowing what we were doing. Once I became accustomed to his size, he removed his fingers and planted his hands against my hips as he slid in and out of me slowly. I was absolutely elated. I was so inexperienced, but this would likely be the most amazing sex of my life. I was sure my lack of movement was displeasing, but Daddy's excited grunting made me reconsider.“Am I being good?” I asked weakly, inhaling sharply with each thrust.“Oh, yes, baby girl. You are being so good for Daddy.” He moaned and leaned down to kiss me. “You're such a good girl.”His thrusting rhythm picked up and he started pounding a little harder, causing me to cover my mouth every time I wanted to cry out. I could feel myself tighten as he pumped and I grabbed a nearby pillow. Daddy stopped me and firmly grabbed my face.“I want to see your face when you cum for Daddy.”The words elicited another moan, his other
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My roommate would be occupying the dorm this weekend, and our disappearance wouldn't go unnoticed. I considered calling out of work Saturday, but thought better of it. Skipping work would surely displease Daddy and elicit a spanking. I didn't mind the spankings, but my bottom was so sore that it was difficult to sit for anything. I almost dreaded sitting in class the next day even though the pinch every time I sat was exhilarating.I walked the cart out of the study room and started shelving again, attempting to preoccupy my mind until six. I could always check out the tantric book, but I'd risk exposing my curiosity and, potentially, my secret relationship. I had to be good. I had to be discreet. I stared at the desk I had been sitting at earlier where I'd shoved the book away from me when Brad caught me. I bit my lip, the thought occurring that I could just slip the book into my purse and return it later. I couldn't do that. The alarm at the front would most certainly go off and I'
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I sighed and pulled into the driveway, taking a moment to stare at my house before turning off the engine. I grabbed my things from the car and bustled through the door, hauling my load to my room. My mother greeted me from the bathroom as I walked by.“Hey, sweetheart!” She called while putting a bright diamond in her ear.“Hey, mom!” I set my things down. “Where are you off to in such a sultry outfit?”My mother struck a pose and smiled.“It's Karen's birthday tonight, so we're grabbing some dinner and then heading to the bar.” She grabbed her purse from the counter and leaned over to kiss my cheek. “Your dad made dinner. It's in the oven. I'll see you later!”Well, that was easy.I watched my mother leave and ran back to my room to set everything up. I wanted it to be absolutely perfect. I shuffled wildly through my tote to find the collar I had bought earlier and set it carefully on the comforter for Daddy to find. I wanted to wear it now, but I also wanted him to put it on me. T
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