[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/105jjdl/mindless_deprived_babygirl_orgasm_denial_daddydom/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/105jkmv/mindless_deprived_babygirl_orgasm_denial_daddydom/)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/105jmid/mindless_deprived_babygirl_orgasm_denial_daddydom/)
Prior to falling asleep, Daddy had bathed me in a warm, lavender-scented bath, dried me off, and then spread lotion across my sore back, thighs, and ass.
“Stand up Babygirl,” I stood in front of his sitting form with a pout clearly visible. “No pouting, or I will end up spanking you again…and you won’t like that.” He handed me the thin steel chastity belt wrapped in hot pink silicone, “Put it on.”
He watched me step into the belt and slide it into place, “You look adorable Princess. I quite particularly enjoy that blush on your cheeks, and how it trails all the way down to those cute little nipples.”
I squeaked at the sudden pinch and slight tug on both of my nipples. With quick hands, he pulled me towards him and then locked the belt on me. He kissed my forehead, then lifted me onto the bed, tucking me underneath the covers.
“Only a few more days Babygirl…then I will turn you into a ruined, cum-drunk mess. You will wake up so sore that you will beg me not to touch that greedy little pussy.” He chuckled, “I’m not gonna stop though, no matter how much you beg.”
Daddy kissed my nose, “Now, go to sleep Little one…before I spank you for being up well past your bedtime.”
The week passed by slowly. Daddy’s relentless teasing never faltered, and progressively got worse as time went on. At least twice a day when Daddy worked at the office, he would escape to his car, or lock himself in his office so he could facetime me. Sometimes he would instruct me to play with my nipples, or insert a butt plug while he watched. Other times I would watch him touch himself while I tried to pry the lock off the belt. Daddy would often send me nude photos or send me links to new toys that he wanted to try out on me. Needless to say, Daddy had made me even more aroused, wet, and so desperately needy in a few days than in the last three months of denial.
To add to the photos and video calls, Daddy would come home from work, drop his bag, find me in the house, and fuck my throat until he came. He mocked my gagging, choking, and thick tears as he gripped my hair and forced my throat open on his fat cock. He barely let me breathe until he reached his climax, allowed me a few precious breaths, and then forced him to clean him up with my mouth.
After dinner, Daddy would recline on the couch to watch TV. He would either place me between his legs, casually sucking him off, or he would place me on all fours, my hips straddling his chest so that he could play with my ass and the plug that occupied it. He often commented on my days-old bruises, gently patting or massaging the tender skin. Bruising bites appeared on my ass and thighs, marking me further.
On Wednesday, a box was delivered to the front door. I had received explicit orders to open it and take care of it in preparation for the party. I was very pleased to find that it was a dress to wear to the party. The dress was a deep red color with a tight bodice, sweetheart neckline, and fluffy tulle skirt. Daddy had chosen well, and included strappy black lingerie to wear. After ironing the slight imperfections and floods, I hung the dress in the closet alongside the lingerie, and placed some cute black pumps near the closet door.
On Friday morning, Daddy had left me a very detailed list of instructions for the day. The first was listed as “Take a nap because there will not be any sleep for you tonight.” The rest of the list detailed what was required of me to get ready, shower, hair makeup, etc. Also what time Daddy would be home to change would be included. His very dapper black suit was pressed and ready to go with a red tie that matched my dress.
Quickly, I devoured breakfast before running around the bedroom, closet and bathroom to make sure I had everything on hand before laying back down for a nap. My liquid black eyeliner was the only thing that I found out of place, it was sitting on the bathroom counter. Daddy liked to write on me with it on occasion, which is why it probably was out of place. I returned it to my vanity in the closet, knowing I would need it. A new red lipstick was also next to my eyeliner, labeled “wear me!”
Since it was still early, I laid down for a blissful nap. Daddy most likely wouldn’t let me sleep until well after sunrise, and he would fuck me into a boneless and exhausted mess. It wasn’t easy to fall asleep, but I slept hard. So hard, I woke with sleep lines on my cheek and arms.
I breezed through the shower, washing my body to make sure I smelled like a snack. From there, I fixed my dark hair into loose curls down my back, fixed my pale face with a smokey eye, sharp liner, and thick, full, red lips. Daddy appeared home as I was finishing my makeup, kissing me on the head, before disappearing into the shower.
“Stand Babygirl. I need to take your belt off.” I stood and he sat down at my vanity to unlock my belt, sliding it to the floor.
“I love you naked and at my mercy, Little one.” He kissed my forehead, “Get dressed, and keep those little fingers away from MY pussy.”
Quickly, I dressed in the strappy black lingerie set, and then applied a thin layer of lotion, before pulling the dress over my body. I applied a thin layer of vanilla perfume, gently rubbing it into my neck. Without asking, Daddy appeared behind me to tie the corset ribbons in a bow at my lower back.
“Shoes on while I get dressed. Do you have a coat?” He frowned when I shook my head.
“Guess that means you’ll have to keep me close and warm.”
He chuckled, “The only time you’ll be out of arm’s length tonight is when I allow you to go to the bathroom. Otherwise, you’ll be right next to me or sitting on my cock.”
He disappeared into the closet as I stepped into the tall black heels and looked over my appearance again.
“You’re beautiful, Babygirl. I knew this dress would be perfect for tonight. The skirt will hide us fucking and everyone will just think that you’re sitting on my lap.” I whined when he reappeared and buried his face in my neck. “No one will know about my dirty little one who wants to cum all over Daddy’s big cock with everyone watching. They won’t know about your plugged ass that I will take as soon as we get home. Or how even after nearly a week, your ass is still decorated from the bruises of my belt, and how you nearly came from being beaten with it.” I whined, thrusting my ass against him, “Ready to cum Princess?”
I aggressively nodded, as he gripped me in his arms, “Not yet Baby. We don’t want to be late.”
Daddy ushered me out the door and into the car, driving us to the incredibly nice hotel ballroom. The lobby and the ballroom were heavily decorated in Christmas decorations. Near the entrance was a fully stocked bar with three very cute bartenders behind it. The DJ played some soft music while more of Daddy’s coworkers poured in.
“Go to the bar Baby and get me something to drink? I need to have a private word with one of my coworkers.”
I smiled and kissed him on the cheek, “Can I have a drink too?”
He chucked, “You can have three drinks tonight, no more. I don’t want you falling asleep on me.”
I moseyed to the bar, ordering bourbon for Daddy and some fruity cocktail for me. Bourbon tasted good on Daddy, but wasn’t my personal favorite to drink. The tall blonde bartender filled my order, and then asked for my number with a wink.
“You’re really cute, but I have a cuter fiance. Plus you’re not quite my type.” I winked at him, “Thanks for the drinks sweetie!”
Daddy watched as I made my way back to him, “Did ya tell him to fuck off and that you are mine?”
“Told him that he was cute, but he isn’t my type.”
Daddy set the drinks down on the table near him and pulled me in for a kiss, “You’re mine, and nobody is going to change that. Not even you, Princess.”
Daddy placed me in a chair, and pulled another close to me before sitting down. “Have your drink, Baby.” His right hand landed on my knee, while his left picked up his glass before taking a gulp.
“Where is everyone?” I asked quietly, knowing Daddy would end up fucking me to a blissful orgasm in a room full of people or not, however, it was strange to have a fairly empty Christmas party of a company of hundreds.
“Turnout went down this year; I’m not sure why…” He took another gulp, “Are you worried about being caught, Baby?” Daddy didn’t have to ask, he knew I had crippling anxiety in normal situations. Public play only made that anxiety skyrocket.
“You know I would never let anything happen to you Princess. If you want to safeword, you can.” I bit my lip hard, thinking it over. Daddy wouldn’t be disappointed if I safeworded, but regardless of the words that Daddy said, I always second guessed myself sometimes.
“Not in the middle of the room?” I asked.
“They may get to see you in that sexy dress, but they won’t get a chance to see you cum Baby.” Daddy abruptly pulled my chair closer to him and kissed the top of my hair when I nearly fell into his lap.
The party started soon thereafter, drinks and conversation flowed. Daddy’s coworkers and their partners talked to us, but I felt a faint animosity with a few judgy ones. One in particular told me that I was a disgrace and a gold-digger for mooching off of Daddy. I told her it was none of her business, before marching over to Daddy and plowing down in his lap. He knew I was upset when I interrupted his conversation and followed it with a quiet “Sorry.”
The chicken dinner was dry, and sided with a mountain of carbs. I ate only a few bites of the chicken, but went to town on the mashed potatoes and corn. The lack of protein earned me a quick glare from Daddy, but he didn’t say anything about it. After dinner while the conversations continued, I walked up to the bar and got Daddy and myself another drink. When I returned, a coworker had claimed my chair, so I went back to Daddy’s lap.
When I sat down on Daddy, he relaxed a little bit, and then wrapped his arms around my waist. He was possessive, but was careful to not be overbearing in front of his coworkers. To them, he looked like a slightly clingy boyfriend, but to me, it was his sign of ownership.
“You have a beautiful fiance! Why don’t you bring her around more often?” A new man walked up to us that I had never met before, Daddy wrapped me tighter in his arms before responding.
“Ken, if I bring her around too much, she might get ideas and leave me,” I giggled when he winked at me.
“I would want to share her looks with everybody. I didn’t catch your girl’s name?” the strange man, Ken, said. His tone and demeanor gave me chills. I didn’t like him.
“I don’t like sharing with anyone, and I didn’t share it for a reason.” Daddy said in a flat tone to Ken. He lifted me to my feet, stood, and gently tugged me from the intrusive man.
“Stay away from him Princess, he is not a good man.”
The DJ started playing more dancy music, and Daddy tugged me to the dance floor. I squealed as he spun me around, not able to catch my breath as we danced. More people joined as they got more drunk. Men tugged off their jackets and ties, women loosened up and removed their killer high heels. I wasn’t able to see over the crowd due to my short stature, but Daddy was watching for something. After a couple songs, he must have found what he was watching for. He tugged me along behind him with a firm grip on my wrist.
Daddy led me out of the ballroom into the much darker hallway, and pushed my back into the corner. His mouth consumed mine with rough, passionate kisses. My skirt was yanked up, and calloused fingers found their way to my pussy.
“Is my little pussy wet?” Daddy teased, making me blush.”Its fucking soaked, Princess. Who knew you were a desperate, little slut?” My eyes rolled back in my head as his long, thick fingers plunged into my pussy, stretching me. My legs turned boneless as Daddy played with my body, and easily held me against the unforgiving wall.
“Did I make you wait too long Baby? Do you wanna cum?” A whine escaped from my mouth as I ground against Daddy’s fingers, and I nodded.
“You can’t cum until I give you permission…and I won’t give permission until you beg.” Shivers racked my body at Daddy’s deep dominating voice, and my pussy flooded with more slickness.
“Daddy please, I wanna cum,” I tried to keep quiet, but Daddy was trying his best to make my soft gasps turn into loud, shameful moans.
“No,” he said. His fingers plunged in harder, thumb abusing my poor clit. “When you cum, you are going to wreck the lingerie that I bought you. I want evidence of our cum dripping from my little pussy the entire way home.”
My whines grew louder as he brought my climax closer with my hips thrusting into his fingers. Daddy cursed and removed his fingers from my pussy and shoving them in my face.
“Clean them,” shamelessly I cleaned off his fingers with my tongue, tasting my wetness. I barely lapped up all my juices before Daddy had wretched his zipper down, and plunging inside me with one smooth move.
My body jolted like I had been electrocuted, my pussy wrapped around Daddy’s thick cock, pulsing along with my heartbeat. We both cursed, and relished the blissful feelings.
I was the first to recover and swivel my hips. The end of my torture was in sight, and I wanted Daddy to force me to cum. My thighs wrapped around Daddy, causing him to thrust into me.
“Fuck, Princess. You’re so tight. I’m gonna blow before I get the chance to really enjoy it.” I ignored him and started to fuck myself on his cock, “Stop, Babygirl. If anyone is gonna be doing the fucking, its gonna be me, and if you don’t start behaving, I won’t let you cum.” The pout on my face must have shown how desperate I was, and Daddy didn’t let me wait. He pinned me, and started to fuck me into the wall.
The loud music covered up our loudest noises, but I could still hear Daddy’s moans and dirty talking that made me blush. His fingers tweaked my nipples through my dress, and on occasion I could feel a finger against the ass plug that I had put in after my shower.
“Is this for me? Were you hoping that I would fuck your dirty, little ass tonight?” Daddy taunted. “Fucking this tiny, wet pussy isn’t enough for you Babygirl? You need Daddy in every single hole, every day.” I shivered as he played with my ass plug, “Are you ready to beg for Daddy for an orgasm?”
Words tumbled from my mouth, pleading, bargaining, begging, shamelessly asking to be fucked to a blissful climax. Daddy knew how to use my body, and he knew that he was in control. He could do anything he wanted, and there wasn’t anything I could do to stop him.
Daddy gripped my hips harder, fucking me harder. My eyes rolled back in my head, and a loud whine escaped my lips.
“Ready to cum, Baby? Are you gonna cum all over my fat cock?” Pleasure racked my body, my body practically vibrating. “You need it, huh? I can see how hungry you are. Maybe I should keep you this way? You’ll do anything for permission, won’t you?” My pussy clenched over Daddy’s cock, making him curse.
“I’m ready Princess, are you?” I nodded, barely able to hold on. “Okay, cum for me in three…two…now!”
I bit my lip as I came, preventing myself from screaming with relief. Daddy growled in my ear as I squirted all over him, my pussy milking all the cum from his cock.
“Good girl. You did so good for me, Baby.” Daddy held me tight as my body racked with tremors, “Was it worth it?” I nodded, barely able to comprehend his question.
“Look at me,” Daddy took my chin between his fingers. “Go to the bathroom, clean up, and we are gonna go home. Then I will fuck you all night long, okay? I’m gonna tie you up and wring every orgasm from my Babygirl until you beg me to stop….and guess what? I’m not gonna stop until you can’t even comprehend anything anymore. You will be so cum-drunk that you won’t even remember your name.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/105jny6/mindless_deprived_babygirl_orgasm_denial_daddydom
You can’t leave it at that we need to hear how the rest of the night went 😍