Too Good to Stop
a few weeks ago i had a really bad migraine and Daddy insisted i go to bed early and alone so i could get some rest. He told me i could even touch myself and cum, to make sure i fell sound asleep. i couldnt believe it, if the pain wasnt soooo bad i wouldve been so excited. He took me to bed and tucked me in, and i immediately started playing with myself.
i rubbed and rubbed, but evry time i got close, all i could think about was a really dirty bit of sexting we had while i was at work recently. the one thing from that conversation that rushed in and took over my mind was "you're not going to cum on your own for the rest of your life"
and even though i had permission, that thought stopped me evry. single. time. it just stopped me cold becuz the idea of staying wet, warm, and horny for Daddy felt too good to stop. and at sum point, i just...drifted off to sleep
the next day i didnt even remember any of this happened. i felt a little better and had no memory of trying to cum until Daddy asked if i did. lying never even occurred to me. i told Daddy exactly what happened. He laughed to Himself, and seeing Him laugh at me for failing to cum made me even wetter.
so it must have been good that i didnt cum. after 1.5 years, i know Daddy does a much better job then me at deciding if i should cum, and it only feels good if Daddy decides π






















