“Thank you for shaving for Daddy,” he said, looking up at her.
Camila giggled. She knew Daddy would like her that way. He slipped his hand down her thigh and stroked her slit, quickly finding her clit and rubbed it slowly. Camila threw her head back, gasping in pleasure as Daddy placed one, and then another finger inside of her. After a few moments, he put his head between her legs and licked her, his tongue instantly getting covered in her juices.
“Look at you,” he said, coming up for air and using the back of his hand to wipe off his top lip. “You’re so wet. Do you want to feel Daddy inside of you?”
Camila nodded again vigorously, and Daddy untied the ropes on her ankles and wrists, releasing her from her bond momentarily before taking off her shirt and tying both of her wrists in front of her. His strong arms picked her up clean off the chair, and he kissed her as he carried her to the bed. He set her down on the pink flower-patterned covers then unbuttoned his shirt as he watched her squirm against the ropes.
“Daddy loves you so much,” he said as he climbed up on the bed and spread open her legs. “You know that, don’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy,” said Camila with a coquettish smile. “I love you too.”
He moved on top of her and positioned the head of his penis at the entrance of her sweet cunt. He hesitated for a moment, and then, without warning, shoved his cock into her as deep as it would go. Camila couldn’t restrain herself and yelped at the sudden feeling of such a large rod inside of her, the sensation blooming into pleasure as her pussy widened to accept him. She got wetter and wetter as he pushed deep inside her, grunting, as he groped her nipples roughly. He used a hand to pull at one of her pigtails, keeping her head up as he pummeled her core, the angle putting him so deep inside of her she could barely breathe. She squeezed her eyes shut, gritting her teeth from the intensity of how strong Daddy was.
“Look at me, mi amor,” he said to her. She snapped her attention back to him, their gazes meeting. He dug his knees into the bed to keep his balance as he fucked her hard, his hand rubbing her stomach, then moving up to her chest. He groped her breasts again, pulling forcefully at her sore nipples, then brought his hand up to her neck, squeezing gently.
“Daddy, I’m sorry,” she said in a hushed voice. “I’m sorry I didn’t do my chores.”
Camila saw the anger wash away from his face. All that Daddy wanted was a good, obedient little girl to come home to. He leaned in to take her in for a kiss as he slowly pumped himself into her. Camila kissed him back, hungrily, moaning as her pussy swelled with lust.
“It’s okay, baby girl,” he responded into her ear. “Just keep showing me you love me.”
At his deep whisper, Camila’s sweet cunt clenched around his dick and she reached her peak, orgasming hard around his throbbing cock. Her body shuddered with spasms as the pulsations rocked her body in waves. She arched her back in pleasure as he slammed her hips into his. Daddy was not far behind her. The sensation of his little princess writhing in pleasure sent him over the edge. He shoved himself into her wetness as far as he could, and he erupted, filling her up with his load.
He fell back onto her bed, and they both lay there gasping for a few moments before Camila found herself being covered in kisses as her Daddy took him into her arms. He untied her wrists, kissing and massaging the red spots that the ropes left. Camila put her arms around his neck, cuddling him. She started to feel better, feeling happy that Daddy wasn’t mad at her anymore.
“Why don’t you do your chores now that you’ve apologized, mi amor?” he asked.
“Yes, Daddy,” she said. “I’ll clean everything up now.”
For the next half an hour, Camila walked around her room, collecting her stuffies and toys and putting them in the toy box in the corner. Her Daddy helped her a little bit to keep her company, then let her dress back up in her pretty outfits and twirl around for him.
“Are you hungry, mi amor?” he asked.
Camila jumped up and down, happily. “Yes! Can we have some chicken nuggets?”
He smiled, standing up and taking her hand to lead her out to the kitchen. “Chicken nuggets?” he asked teasingly. “Maybe you can have a few, but you’ve got to make sure to take a few bites of your vegetables.”
“How about dessert?” she asked, skipping down the hallway and into the kitchen. “I want ice-cream.”
“Only because you're so cute,” he said, putting his hand around her waist to scoop her up, lifting her up again. “I’ll let you have a scoop of ice-cream after dinner.”
“Thank you, Daddy!” she squealed, and kissed him. “I love you so much!”
“I love you too, princess,” he said in-between her kisses. “I love you too.”
