Hesitant Little One Traps Her Daddy [MF]

I hear a timid knock at the door.

Hi… Jessa is it?

I watch as you creak the heavy door open to peek your adorable little face into my lair.

It’s a small, warm place… with a variety of… toys… tools of the trade really….

I’m just one of many expert craftsmen…

Your hair is brown, curly, a bit wild. You look like you’ve just sprinted across from University classes.

Your lightly freckled cheeks and glasses peek through the half-opened door.

Your face is extremely flushed.

You look…

Absolutely terrified…

“Are you… are you ummm….”

I smile warmly as you stammer. The tanned skin of my face creases into deep laugh lines… a bit weathered, I’ve seen a bit too much sun and good times, but… that’s what comes with the territory in this industry…

I run a hand through my thick dark hair, ragged bands of silver crisscrossing through it.

I’m fifty years old… but I like to think I still have the charm… and libido… of a strapping young man…

My clients and online reviews seem to agree…

You on the other hand… my little treat…

You look like… Emma Watson… that’s it… from the most recent Harry Potter movie…

Just a little bit more adorable though… innocent…

But… holy FUCK are you TINY…

Barely over 5ft tall…

and… so… deliciously… delicate…

MMMmm… I growl…. as my eyes trace the assortment of pleasure objects that line the walls of my part-time workspace, part-time dungeon… like a legendary armory of swords and spears…

Maybe a few wands and magic spells mixed in for good measure…

My weapons… my tools of torture… pain… pleasure… RELEASE…

My eyes fall onto ‘The Impaler’…

My eyebrow cocks as I imagine it pushing out your abdomen with each thrust.

Some of these might be… dangerous…

I’m not sure I will have the proper sized… tools… to service you…

Not in your current… pristine… state… that is.

At 6ft 2in… I feel like a monster in comparison to you…

My shoulders are broad… I spent a lot of my younger days on a surfboard…

I imagine putting even just ONE of my thick fingers into you…

That might even be too much…

It’s happened to me before with other… petite clients…

They… and I… seemed to have a type…

But you look… quite a bit younger than my typical playthings…

Perhaps… first year University?

I watch your little heartbeat flutter as your eyes take in the full breadth of my domain… it pulsates on your delicate neck…

You are going to taste SO delicious…

As you stand there, your glasses close to fogging up… lips half open… a curly lock of hair already sticking to your sweaty cheek…

I can tell you haven’t been touched before…

At least…

Not by a REAL man…

There’s a stirring down below…

Flickering at the doorway… I watch as you bite your lip… your eyes widening…

Don’t worry little one… you will have to work up to that…

I watch as you waver… catching yourself as you dip… gripping onto the thick, hard wooden door with the most delicate of fingers…

Biting your bottom lip, you are trembling in anticipation as you look at me, eyes pleading… begging…

You are wearing a thin crop top… no bra…

MMMMmmm…

I can’t help myself as my eyes flicker to a taut nipple pressing against the fabric… it grows harder as I watch… begging for attention…

With a strong twitch, my long cock tickles the skin of my thigh.

Your face is bright red…

If I wouldn’t have known any better… it looked like you were about to…

WAIT…

I KNOW YOU…

HOLY FUCK!!!

IT’S YOU…

IT’S REALLY YOU…

FUCK ME…

My heart begins to race…

For the first time in a long… long time…

I haven’t wanted anything more…

It’s you…

It’s really you…

You’re the one…

You’re the one who came to one of my live shows a few weeks ago…

You snuck in right when everyone was distracted… right when things were about to get… steamy…

You sat at the back… up on a bench by the shop window… back against the glass…

You wore a school girl outfit… Tight fitting shirt… short… unlawfully short… mini-skirt…

You must have done your research… or… perhaps you’re just an intelligent girl… I like the smart ones… they have great… imaginations… to play with…

When you wave from the back… looking like an underage girl… I look closer…

And that’s when you uncrossed your legs… spreading them wide to let me see your little white panties…

FUCK ME… LITTLE ONE…

You are good…

You surprised me that day…

And I’m usually the one with the surprises…

Unable to look away… I can see the nervousness in your movements…

I can tell you’ve never done this before…

Not for anyone…

Not for anyone… until now…

As I watched you… for a moment I forgot what I was doing…

The crowd of sex-positive University students who giggled and gathered closely had no idea.

Their attention was focused up front…

One of their good friends is tonight’s… Special Volunteer…

It’s mostly a group of sexy girls from the local sorority…

Typically… one of my favorite kind of nights…

And yet…

I watch as you slip a quivering hand down the front of your skirt…

There was another show I was interested in…

All while their eyes were glued to the curtain behind the stage… Waiting for the ‘Star’ of the show to come out…

Little did they know the real star was behind them…

No one saw you…

No one but me…

Just like you had planned…

As the crowd grew restless… I was forced to turn away…

To turn my attention to… Her…

A petite little blonde…

Perfect… by porn standards…

She is thin, yet curvy in the right places…

Blind-folded… no bra… tight little crop top…she wore a mini skirt with no panties as I take her hand and guide her to stand in front of a tall wooden chair turned backwards…

her little ass cheeks smile with little bouncing dimples to the crowd as she takes her position…

While they ooh’d’ and ‘aww’d’…

I watched as you ‘mmm’d’ and ‘ohhh’d’

When I bent her over the chair and told her to show the crowd her little pussy…

I watched as you pulled your panties to the side to show me yours…

When I told her to start to play with herself like a good girl…

I watched as you stripped off all your clothes and plunged two little fingers into your dripping hole.

When I walked over to her… bent down… and encircled her tiny thigh with both my large hands…

then slowly drifted upwards… letting my fingers lightly graze against her pussy lips ever so gently…

I watched as you bit your lip to stop yourself from moaning…

And then… when I stood up… towering above her with a powerful hand held up high…

The grand finale… to my little display of… THE EROTIC…

I watched as you began to finger yourself with one hand… playing with your engorged clit with your other… juices flowing down your leg…

Whipping your head back you accidentally bang it against the window.

A local passerby outside glances at the steaming window… your tight sweaty naked body writhing against it the other side… but they keep walking… they assume you’re part of the show…

In a way… you are…

I watch… staring at you… transfixed… my eyes unable to look away…

Then… as if testing you…

With my eyes I tell you to get ready…

As I stand over the little blonde… her quivering cheeks waiting… I lift my hand up even higher than before…

I imagine it is you under me… the little one at the back… the one who is truly aching for my firm hand… begging for it…

My cock is throbbing…

I think about all the things I want to do you…

undressing you slowly…

exposing you…

watching you play with yourself…

binding you…

toying you…

bending you over…

sitting you down in front of me…

guiding your hungry lips onto my pulsating tip…

stuffing every single one of your tiny holes with my manhood…

making you ache for days afterward…

leaving red marks of my handprint, my ownership, on your ass…

telling you that you are Daddy’s favorite as I fill you with every inch of me…

cumming until I can empty myself into you no longer…

fucking you raw until you are broken… exhausted… cum pouring out of all your stretched little holes onto the floor…

slipping and sliding in the little puddles of your wetness and ecstasy…

The crowd gasps at my rock hard erection as I pause for a moment to look back at you…

EXPLODING downwards, I CRASH my sweaty palm against the blonde bitch’s tensing cheeks

“UNGHH, FUUUUUUUUCK!!!!”

And then…

in the heat of the moment…

we released…

At the same time.

You had timed your scream of pleasure perfectly with the spanking…

On the other hand… all eyes were on me when I blew my load in my pants…

The crowd watching in disbelief as cum dripped out onto my shoe…

Before I could recover…

Before I could find you…

You had slipped out the door…

So… let me tell you…

Jessa…

Jessa…

Jessa…

I commit your name to my memory…

I remember you VERY well…

And now…

As I watch you at the entrance to my dungeon…

Now I know EXACTLY why you are here…

What dirty thoughts are racing through your mind…

Why your face is so flushed…

With a quick move, I leap towards you.

You will never escape me again…

CrRrRRRACK!! The room echoes with a wet slap as I swing my palm against the wall right beside your face.

With my other arm I encircle the doorway to my domain… and press my face inches from yours…

“You know… Jessa…” I whisper to you… you can feel my breath on your cheeks.

I can see your knees begin to shake as I come EVEN closer…

I can SMELL your wetness… and it is INTOXICATING…

My powerful frame towers over your tiny body.

I growl as my lips come close your ear… my rough beard tickling your throat…

“I must warn you… little one…” I whisper…

“This is a place where Princesses come to get lost…”

“Hhhh…” you breathe…

Your soft breath against my cheek…

It’s the final piece of your binding curse…

UHGhrrrr…. a deep gutteral growl escapes me as I push open the door.

Unable to help yourself… you’ve been stroking your throbbing wet clit this entire time…

MMMMmm….

Blood pounding… ALL over my body… I run a finger down the side of your neck, tracing the collarbone…

“Are you lost… little one?”

“Yes Daddy…” You whisper… green eyes gazing up at me… cheeks flushed red as you gently place your quaking little fingers onto my throbbing shaft… “Can you take good care of me?”

Reaching slowly with my other hand, I rest it softly on your breast… your tiny nipple is like a diamond as it slips between my fingers…

“Only if you promise to be a good girl…”

With my other hand… I slide it down your smooth abdomen… under your waistband… down to your wetness…

“Can you be a good girl?”

Moaning… you press your little lips against mine…

“OH YEss DaDdyyy…”

Now… be a good little girl… and touch yourself…

Yours Truly,

CK_ERO ;)

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