I mean he makes it nice and cozy for me. My cage is decorated and I have my very own collar! Daddy knows what I want and need, even if I don’t know it yet myself. He’s always right about what’s best for his pet. Today… what’s best is satisfying my oral fixation. While I do get to smoke and eat and do other things with my mouth, none feel as good as Daddy. Right now I’m cuffed under his desk, on my knees with my wrists connected to two opposite legs of the desk so my arms are out. Sometimes I get a little needy and touch when I’m not supposed to so Daddy makes sure he can control when I’m allowed to use my hands. Right now is not one of those times. He left me here to grab some water from the kitchen. He’s a loving Dad but sometimes he can be so cruel for denying or delaying me… finally he’s back!
He bends down so he can see me fully. Smiling he says,
“open up”
and pours some water in my mouth. See? He’s so thoughtful.
“Wow thirsty girl, I may need to get some more.”
“no”
I say… and during the pause between my words his face changes. No longer smiling at me in pity but furrowing his brow and cocking his head slightly.
“I- I don’t need any more daddy.”
“I thought we learned our lesson last time. Daddy knows best, his slut just has to listen and comply. And if I think you need more to drink then you’re doing it.”
“Yes Dad, of course.”
“I don’t know if you really understand yet pet, drink.”
I have no time to react when the bottle is tipped up again and I have to gulp just to make room for more. It’s spilling out of my mouth all over my top until the bottle is empty. I gasp finally able to get some air.
“See? You needed it. You couldn’t get enough, so much so that you made a big mess. I’d have you clean it up but your hands are otherwise occupied.”
I start shivering because of the wet shirt clinging to my chest.
“Aww are you cold? Here, let me help.”
He reaches into his desk drawer and pulls out his pocket knife while my eyes widen.
Painfully slow, he lifts up the bottom of the shirt away from my skin and starts cutting it off but upwards towards my neck. He takes his time cutting and ripping until I’m completely exposed, but it’s for Him!
“There. Now you look even better for me.”
I smile at him, feeling so warm and fuzzy that I earned some praise. I’m eager and hoping to show him how much I appreciate all he does for me but he just… sits down. I hear…typing? There’s no way. I’ve been down here for an hour already waiting to taste him while he worked. Now my shirt is (cut) off and he’s still working? But I know his weakness, and it always gets me what i want… eventually.
“Daddy?”
“Yes princess?”
“I really need to taste you now, I’ve been waiting for so long, very patiently.”
“All I hear is a demand and you don’t get to make those”
God I wasn’t finished yet Daddy! Let me beg properly.
“Please Daddy my mouth needs to be full. I’m only satisfied when it is. My purpose is to be full of you, please.”
Nothing… just more typing.
“Daddy! Pleaseee let me show you how much I need it, please I won’t disappoint you please please please.”
“Oh honey you never disappoint.”
His words. He could never touch me and I would be content with just his words of approval.
“If you really want to taste me, be a good pet and rub your face on my crotch through the pants.”
Cruel. But I jump at the chance to even just feel him. I start at his thigh and rub up to his bulge which is already hard for me. God it feels so good on my cheek. I’m rubbing back and forth until I can’t take it anymore and open my mouth to try and feel him through the jeans.
“Baby you can’t get through the fabric with your mouth you know, now if you could get them unbuttoned and unzipped maybe I’d give you some help with the rest.”
Fuck, this is going to be so hard but I’ve never declined a challenge. The button has to be first so I can even get to the zipper. The corner of the fabric next to the button is thicker so I take it in between my teeth and pull. Down doesn’t work. I have to maneuver back and forth, up and down, side to side, I’m drooling onto my chin trying to complete my task. Finally it gives.
“Wow what a good girl, you never quit huh?”
I smile at him wide, drool dripping off of my chin and onto my tits. Now time for the zipper, he’s no longer distracted by work and is watching me intently. I’m happy to put on a show. I use my face to get the fabric over and expose the metal zipper. I take it between my teeth and look up. Slowly moving down, unzipping him without breaking eye contact. The zipper catches on something.
“All the way baby if you wanna earn your treat.”
Back and forth again I move until it gives and I can pull it to the bottom. I sit back smiling at my job well done.
“Good job. That looked hard. You’re such a talented girl.”
“Thank you so much Daddy.”
Fortunately, I don’t have to beg any more for the pants to come off. Now just his boxers are left. He just stares and I start rubbing my face on him again, opening my mouth and feeling him through the thin fabric. He’s so close but so far.
“Magic word princess?”
“Please?”
“Please what.”
“Please Daddy let me suck.”
“And how could I say no to that pretty face.”
Finally, all my waiting has paid off but before I can start he pushes the chair back.
“Now you need to listen very carefully. Only lick and kiss until I say you can have me in your throat.”
He knows how much I need to be gagging on him. Now he’s just toying with me. But that’s all I am. A toy for him to play with however and whenever he wants.
I can only nod because I’ve come this far and the only thoughts in my head are of his dick in my mouth. He comes back to where I can reach him and I finally begin.
Slowly I kiss the tip. Tiny kisses down to the base before I lick all the way up again. I take just the tip in my mouth hoping I’m allowed to and suck. Moving my tongue in circles while I can taste the precum leaking out. I go back to kissing, making out with the tip and shaft turning my head to the side so i can open wide and lick almost all the way around. I finally look up and he’s smiling at me. It makes me smile back, well as much of a smile as you can do with a dick in your mouth. I lick down to the base again but decide to give his balls some attention too. They deserve it. I lick and suck taking one in my mouth but softly, delicately. Now he’s breathing harder and I know I’m doing a good job.
Painfully slow, I lick from his balls all the way up to the tip and while I start to take it in my mouth his hand is in my hair. Yay! He’s going to be nice and fuck my face. I take a deep breath and he guides me down onto him. When he hits the back of my mouth there’s some resistance. This happens every time. He’s too big to slide down my throat without some initial force.
“Wider baby, open it up for me.”
I relax my throat to accommodate him while he pushes me down harder.
“Fuck, what a filthy girl, the best throat made just for me.”
My eyes are opened wide, meeting his eye-line but my vision is blurred as I start to tear up. One falls down my cheek and he wipes it away with his thumb and licks it.
“Your tears are so sweet, I love tasting the discomfort and pain running down your face.”
He releases his grip on my hair and I finally…finally can give him the head he deserves. I stay full of him for a few seconds before I come out and catch my breath. Only one time in my throat and his dick is glistening with my spit. Back in my mouth again I move my head up and down while looking at him through teary eyes. When my head is up, my tongue runs around the tip in a circle. When my head is down my tongue rubs side to side along the underside of the shaft. I haven’t taken him fully yet, it’s difficult because of how big he is but I know im capable. He’s breathing so hard I decide to tease. I go back to kissing and licking until his hand is in my hair again. Now he quickly invades my throat again, holding my head still while my tongue and lips move with ferocity. Just the tip is in my mouth again and it’s between my lips like a lollipop. I look back up and his mouth is open, eyes are thin, I know he’s enjoying the view. Keeping eye contact I go down, more and more until I’m as deep as I’ve been so far.
I push even more, it’s harder to keep eye contact while I’m trying to focus on making it to the base. I gag and he laughs but I’m not done yet. Lower, lower, lower… until I can feel his balls on my lower lip. Drool is pouring out of my mouth while I stare at him. Now it’s time, I start to move my throat around him, making it tighter and then looser again while my tongue touches his balls.
“Fuck baby I can’t believe I made you wait that long.”
It’s too much and I gag and choke as he slips out of me. I’m gasping for air, my throat is a mess, it hurts taking him all the way.
I look up with a smile, makeup running, drool falling out of my mouth and he smiles back fisting my hair and shoving me back down. He’s in control now, moving me how he wants. I get breaks when he knows I need to breathe. Remember he knows what I need, I dont. Even when I feel lightheaded, he always gives me oxygen… eventually. I’m so content being used like this. I waited and worked so hard just to get here. His rhythm picks up and his hips are pumping while his hand moves my head too. I moan around his dick thinking of how useful I am. This tips him over the edge and he holds me down at the base while my throat gets a new coat of paint. I’m fading, trying to keep my eyes open looking at him but they’re fluttering. I’m entering the blissful state of no thoughts because of the lack of oxygen to my brain. Before I’m passed out he pulls himself away. I’m gasping, leaning forward so my wrists feel most of the pressure and my back gets some relief. Spit is dripping on the floor as I catch my breath. He grabs my chin and lifts it up to look at him.
“You are such a good girl… the best fucking girl.”
“Only for you Daddy.”
“Let me take care of you princess, for doing such an amazing job for me.”
I can’t even really think at this point so I just nod. He kneels in front of me so I can lean on his chest and take pressure off of my wrists. Leaning forward he takes the cuffs off of each wrist and my arms fall limp beside me. His hands go under my arms and around my back so he can get me out from under the desk. Once I’m laying on his lap face up he gets a pillow for my head while he prepares the bed. I lay with only happy thoughts of being a good pet, and fuzzy feelings. He brings me up on the bed and wipes the drool off of me, brings me a t-shirt, and gets me water. He’s laying with me now telling me how good I was for him and how grateful he is that he can use me whenever he wants. My body is so shaky and he holds me until I’m comfortable and lay still.
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