9 - Is it Hard Enough?JamesI wanted her to shake her head and call me her daddy again. It was fucked up, but I wanted to take her over my knee and spank her cute little ass until she begs me to touch her. Especially when she kept looking at me with her wide doe eyes like an innocent vixen. As if her white little panties weren’t wet. Fuck. Get a hold on yourself. The trill of my phone alarm made me pull away from her. I ignored the way I missed her warmth and cherry scent and turned off the alarm. It was a reminder to reach Clyde’s home for dinner. Dinner with a naughty little vixen. And my friend who’s her father. Well, dinner was going to be hard. Literally. “Let’s go home.”Thankfully, Mia said nothing the whole ride home. Unfortunately, it made the tension between us increase and I had to force my hands on the steering wheel because she kept squirming in the seat. Her fingers curled tightly over her school skirt, and it was a good reminder for my self-control. Not only she
10 - Will you Teach Me?MiaI touched my breasts through the thin tank top and sighed. It felt good. But it wasn’t enough. “James…” a small whimper elicited from my throat as I imagined his large hands caressing my skin. Holding my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples. My back arched, and I felt an intense rush of arousal, my clit throbbing for attention. I wanted more. So much more. I whimpered again, cupping myself through the shorts and bit my lip at the warm touch. “Mia.” A sharp knock made me freeze. I quickly sat up on the bed, straightening my clothes as if I was caught with my hands in a cookie jar. But this was probably ten times worse than that. “Yes, come in.” I leaned back on the headrest, pretending to read a book. James opened the door and looked at me with a dark expression on his face. Did he hear me? No. I don’t think he did. “Clyde fell asleep on his recliner and… what are you reading?” He raised his brow, crossing his arms and showing off his delectable ar
11 - Yes, DaddyJames“Will you let me fuck you, Mia? If I make you cum like the good girl you are, hm?”Say no. Please. For the sake of my sanity, pull away, slap me, curse me, do anything but agree. “Y-yes,” Mia whispered, her hazel-green eyes dilated and hazy as she answered, “Yes, Daddy.”Fuck, fuck, fuck. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Any of it. I was supposed to bid her goodnight, drive back to a penthouse that’s too big for me, fuck my fist until I spilled all over my stomach and sleep alone on a cold bed then wake up next morning with guilty conscience while dressing up for school. But I’m a sinner through and through. Like father, like son. I brushed my thumb over her plump bottom lip and demanded, “Say it again, Princess.”“Yes, Daddy.” “No,” I tsked. “Tell me what filthy things I’ll do to you if I make you cum.”“I…” She took a shuddering breath and squirmed. Fuck me. Her nipples were hard and slicing through the thin top she was wearing, and I’d sever my own fuckin
12 - Pinky PromiseMiaI didn’t know what to think. How to think. All my motor functions had come to a halt as soon as I had heard a very patient nurse through the phone. Thankfully, Emma and Summer had cornered me seeing my pale face and kept the phone on speaker, hearing the second worst news I’ve ever heard in seventeen years of my life. First one was when my dad brought me into that god-awful hospital room and told me what had happened to Mom. “Mia.”I couldn’t breathe. My arms were shaking, and I wanted to empty my breakfast—oh God, my dad… he had made eggs, and we had joked about something this morning, and we were laughing and he—“Mia.” My vision was getting blurry as I focused on the sharp, intense gaze. His warm hands on my shoulder. “I’m here. Clyde is okay.”“H-He…” I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. I didn’t want to think. I wanted to throw myself in cold water and never breathe just so I could stop the ache in my heart. I didn’t want to feel this emotion a
13 - Bring a SwimsuitJames“Why didn’t you tell me it was this bad?” I asked, trying to rein in the anger and guilt that I felt. “You could’ve told me.”Clyde didn’t look at me. “I didn’t tell anyone because no one was supposed to know.”“Clyde,” I said, sitting down on the chair and facing him. “I can help—”“No,” he answered, finally meeting my eyes. “No, James. You’ve done enough for my family and I can’t—I won’t accept it now. I’ll go back to work as soon as I get out of this damn hospital and it’ll be alright.”I closed my eyes and leaned back in the chair. It was a mess. “I take it Mia doesn’t know that her tuition fees for the next semester aren’t paid yet and her father is paying off his debt, so you can’t pay for your own medications.” I glanced around the room and said dryly, “Or the hospital bill.”Clyde sighed and rubbed his hand over his face. He looked tired and exhausted. At least he was alive. I should be thankful for that. I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Promis
14 - No, thank you, DaddyMia“You like that, don’t you, babydoll? I bet your lil’ cunny is soaked.”I whimpered and closed my eyes to try moaning sultry like the voice actor was doing over the speakers. But I found it awkward and a bit cringe-y that he was faking most of it. He was, right? Or was it real? I couldn’t tell. I was too busy trying to find the right—“Mia.” I squeaked and turned to look at the face of the man who was currently stripping me out of my night clothes in my head. Oh God. Oh, my God. Why does everyone find the perfect time to disturb me every time I try to masturbate?I rolled over in my panic—fueled by embarrassment and a guilty conscious—and fell over the other side of the bed, almost hitting my head on the nightstand. “Are you alright?” He came forward, but I was still in my panic fueled—oh, you get the point. I scrambled away from him, standing up too quickly and tripping with my foot on the blanket that was wrapped around my ankles. I squeezed my eyes s
15 - See Me After ClassMiaThe thing started vibrating in my hand and I almost dropped it. “You guys are insane,” I breathed out, already pressing my thighs together as I stared at the egg thingy and between my two best friends, who were smirking at me.I shook my head and turned it off. “I don’t want it.” Even though it looked… handy. Summer grinned, “Too bad it’s your birthday gift.”“It’s not my birthday.”Emma rolled her baby blue eyes and continued applying a pink gloss over her lips, staring at her reflection in the mirror. “It’s your early birthday gift, babe. We both ordered it a month ago to get it imported here from London, so you better use it and rate the O.”My cheeks burned, and I looked around the washroom again, just to make sure we were alone. It was lunch break and thankfully, the unisex washroom on the third floor of our building was empty. My friends had decided it was a great idea to surprise me with a little vibrator. Spoiler Alert: It was not so little. “Ra
Part Three“Bend over the desk, Princess. It’s time for your punishment.”16 - Naughty BratMiaI pursed my lips and thought about the choices I had. Option A: I can pretend and lie that I didn’t know what the heck that was, but the chances of James catching my lie were pretty high. Option B: Die from mortification. Unfortunately, it wasn’t plausible in the current condition I was in. Option C: I could nod. Let him scold me for using a sex toy during school, especially his class, and weep in my room for a couple of weeks before changing my name and moving to another country. I’ve heard Europe’s pretty cool about sex toys and walking naked, right?Option D: Make a run for it. Yeet out of the class. I was highly considering sliding open the window and jumping down from the two-story floor, but I feared breaking my bones and then paying for the hospital bills. So I had only one chance of escaping. The door. I slowly stood up from the chair and heard the students talking loudly in t