Sunday mornings Baby wakes up before Daddy. This particular morning she remembers how good it felt last night when Daddy played with the sticky tingling spot between her legs and that spot begins to tingle again. Trying not to rattle the restraints securing one wrist to his bed, she reaches between her legs and presses that spot with her fingers. Slowly she rubs it in a circle motion getting needier and more desperate by the moment. She’s not allowed to make herself cum, and she desperately wants to, so she carefully kneels beside Daddy, mindful not to wake him and make him upset. She gently takes his hand and moves it between her legs and lowers her dripping needy spot down onto his soft warm palm. Slowly she starts grinding into his hand. He stirs and she freezes, suddenly unsure if she wants to risk Daddy punishing her for waking him, just so that she can cum now. She knows when he wakes up he’s gonna take her anyways… but that decision is made for her when Daddy suddenly awakes, feels her wet sticky mess and lunges up, grabbing her by the throat with his free hand and quickly pushing two fingers inside her with the hand she had just been grinding into. “Good morning Princess”, he growls while pressing his fingers deeper inside of her.






