“ZZzzzzssst, ZZZzzzzsssst”. Daddy was using a power drill to screw in the last of the hardware on my new present. I could hear it from down the hall in Masters bedroom, my cartoons turned down especially low. I bit my lower lip in nervousness. “What was it, it must be big?” Daddy started talking about it after I had gone outside to play without alerting him the other day while he made breakfast. He had frantically ran around the house looking for me before spotting my black wide brimmed sun hat with pastel pink bow bobbing up and down by his bedroom window as I picked flowers for him. He rushed outside a worried stern look on his face as he pulled me up by my wrist “baby you broke a rule, that’s very very bad, Daddy was so worried!” I smiled meekly and shoved the daisies I had picked into his chest my hands lightly dusted with the deep mahogany bark and flecks of dirt lining our flower beds. He sighed “we need to teach you a lesson about wandering off little one and I have an idea.”
For weeks I had waited, the curiosity getting to me more and more as Master went back and forth from the hardware store. Loads of wood, paint, and power tools piled into his truck bed. I had watched him saw long thick pieces of wood into tall bars with careful accuracy. He sanded the wood down to a silky smoothness I hadn’t realize lumber could achieve. Then one day we had a paint party. Daddy put me in my distressed light blue jean overall shorts, an old ratty T-shirt of his, and some converse sneakers. He tied my hair back in a ponytail and reminded me “be very careful little one, try very hard not to get paint everywhere. It’s not like your watercolors and Daddy will have a hard time cleaning this type of paint up.” He popped the lids of two cans of pastel pink paint and handed me a brush. I proudly took it and decided to do my best painting for my Master, it was a big responsibility after all for a little girl.
We sipped ice cold lemonade and I sat cross legged on the lawn munching on a small bow of blueberries. Daddy was cleaning up the tarp and empty paint cans. After a while he plopped down behind me and wrapped his legs around my body. Lightly kissing up and down my neck he whispered “I can’t wait to see you in it, pleading that you’ll be a good girl from now on.” my head turned cautiously to look at his expression. He had that dark mischievous look that sent shivers down my spine. After the paint was dry he lifted each individual beam and carried them into his room. I wasn’t allowed to sleep in there for a solid week and then one day my Daddy had a big announcement.
The morning I discover what my big surprise was Master was especially horny. He woke me up in my playroom as I slept blissfully wrapped in my fluffy pink comforter with a cheek rub. I opened my eyes to see him standing with his boxer briefs down flexing a hard erect cock in my face. My soft hand reached out for it but before I could touch it he was on top of me. Pinning me down on my stomach and spreading my legs apart with his. I struggled a bit but gave in and he slide himself inside of me. Thrashing into my pussy at full speed I felt the pain and pleasure of him deep inside me. He fucked me savagely. I cried out in between moans “daddy please be gentle my body isn’t ready!” He didn’t respond with more then a “Shhh” and when he came I felt a huge load oozing in my sore pussy.
“Good morning naughty little toy let’s get ready for your surprise”. I slide out of bed slowly, cum dripping down my inner thighs. Master went to my wardrobe and picked out a black and white teddy, a black collar with silver heart lock and matching leash, and a black and white fluffy tail plug with matching kitty ears. He laid them on my bed and lead me to the bathroom. Lovingly cleaning up the mess he made then preping my daily enema. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and put on some creme blush, mascara, and gloss. He laid a towel down and proceeded to lube up my ass. I played on my phone waiting for the enema to be over. “A clean ass is a godly ass” my Daddy always said. The pressure in my lower guts was intense and I couldn’t wait for the release.
When I was all clean and dressed. Daddy made himself breakfast and me a smoothie. He was watching hentai while eating and I was told to sit and face the corner and wait my turn to eat. Hearing him stroke himself and the high pitched moans of the porn had me soaking. My teddy was so damp it became uncomfortable. He came in my smoothie and watched me drink it “you love daddy’s special ingredient don’t you kitten?”. I nodded my head sheepishly and sucked up the last of my smoothie. Once the dishes were done he covered my eyes and walked me to the his bedroom. Unlocking the door I was scooted in. “Open your eyes princess, it’s time to learn a lesson”.
A giant pastel pink cage was in the corner of his bedroom. One corner of the floor covered in pee pass the other in a soft fleece blanket. Some stuffed animals and a book were tucked in the corner along with a thermos of water. He started dragging me towards it as I pulled with all my might away. “Daddy NO, please I’ll be good. Please don’t put me in that scary cage!” I whimpered and begged. He laughed and opened the door gripping tightly on my arm. I walked in and turned to do my best puppy eyes at Master. “Daddy no please!” he smiled and said “I told you. You need to learn a lesson. Bad girls who don’t obey the rules don’t get their freedom. You will be in here all day, with your tail plug and a remote vibrator in your little pussy while Daddy watches the baseball game with friends.”
He spread my legs apart and pushed the vibrator inside my dripping kitty. “But Master what if I have to tinkle!?” he motioned to the pee pads. He locked the cage door as I reached my arm out. I heard a click and suddenly my insides were tingling with pleasure. “Not one peep out of you missy, my friends are going to be over soon. I don’t want to have to spank you.” I sat wriggling around uncontrollably, the vibrations taking away my power to reason or speak. He calmly walked out his bedroom door and I heard the lock click. Sitting on my tail plug rocking back and fourth my eyes rolled back in my head as I reached orgasm. Suddenly the vibrations ceased and I snapped back into reality. I didn’t want to be a bad girl anymore for Daddy. Or maybe I did?
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