Mason
The next day I’m pacing in my living room, impatiently waiting for Eveline to arrive. She’s coming straight from work and then I’m surprising her with a short weekend getaway. I’ve got both our bags packed and ready to go. I’m so excited to experience this weekend through my Baby’s eyes.
The elevator door opens, and it takes me a moment to recognize the woman stepping out. Her hair is in a strict bun at the nape of her neck. She’s wearing nude stockings, a navy-blue blazer with a matching pencil skirt, her white shirt has a bow tied at the neck. As soon as she comes in, she kicks off her heels. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her wear heels before. She pulls a bunch of pins from somewhere in her hair and shakes out her long locks.
“Is something wrong, Daddy?”
I realize I haven’t stopped staring at her and blink a couple of times trying to get my bearings. “Everything is great now that you’re here. Princess. You just look really different today and I guess it took me by surprise.”
“Ugh, I know. I hate these clothes, but we have a strict dress code at work.” She trails off as she notices the bags beside me. “Are you going somewhere, Daddy?”
“I am, and so are you. We are going on a little adventure this weekend. Do you want to change before we go?”
“Yes! I can’t wait to get out of these clothes. I didn’t pack for a trip though.” She worries her lip.
I tsk at her. “Don’t you worry, Baby. Daddy’s got it all covered. Your bag is ready to go. You need to learn to trust that Daddy will always take care of all your needs.”
With a smile, she leaps at me and hugs me tight. “You’re the best Daddy ever. Do I have time to shower really quick?”
“As long as you hurry up. We have a bit of a drive ahead of us. There are clothes on the bed for you to wear on the car ride.”
I smack her ass as she heads for the bedroom. She comes back wearing the short skirt and green bralette I’d left for her. She twirls a bit as she walks towards me. “I couldn’t find any panties, Daddy.”
I kiss the top of her head. “Come on, let’s go now.”
“Wait Daddy, did you mean for me to not wear panties? I don’t want to break your rules.” Precious, precious Babygirl.
“Had I wanted you to wear panties I would have left some for you. I’m glad to hear you remember your rules though.”
After driving for an hour, we stop to eat. “Are you absolutely sure no one will notice that I’m not wearing underwear, Daddy? This skirt is very short, and my exhibitionism does not extend to fast food burger chains…”
“I know that, Babygirl. I swear as long as you don’t bend over, no one will know. If you’re really uncomfortable, I can grab you some underwear to put on for as long as we’re inside.”
“No thank you, Daddy, I trust you.” It wouldn’t have bothered me one bit if she’d chosen to wear panties while we go in, but hearing her say she trusts me like that makes me feel wonderful.
I order food and we both take the opportunity to use the restroom, not wanting to make unnecessary stops later on. After we’ve eaten, we get back in the car and I decide it’s time to have some fun.
“Circle your clit until you’re wet, Princess.” She looks at me surprised, but does as I ask.
It doesn’t take long before she whispers, “I’m wet now, Daddy.” Her eyes are closed.
“Put your fingers in your pussy and show Daddy how wet his little Princess is.” She whimpers quietly as she inserts her fingers.
When she pulls them out, they are shiny with her arousal. “Lick them clean.” She does. “Good Girl, now keep playing with yourself.”
Soon she’s moaning and panting, and I can tell she’s getting close. “Babygirl, you do not have permission to come.”
Green eyes stare at me in disbelief. “What? But Daddy…” she whines.
“Do not stop touching yourself and do not come.” She pouts at me but keeps going. Fifteen minutes later her forehead is shiny with sweat and her whimpering and begging is more or less constant.
“Would you like to come now. Princess?”
She glares at me. “What do you think?”
I make a disappointed sound. “And to think I was going to let you. Rude little Princesses however do not get orgasms. Now take off your bra.”
“What? People will see!”
It’s already dark so I’m not concerned about that. “Is it your job to question Daddy’s orders?” She rolls her eyes and takes her hand out of her skirt and starts reaching for the clasps on the bra. “Did I tell you to stop touching your pussy?” With a sigh, she puts her hand back and keeps stroking, reaching her left hand behind her to unclasp the bra. Not being able to use her dominant hand, she struggles a little, but eventually gets it off.
“Keep one hand under your skirt and use the other to play with your nipples.” Another fifteen minutes pass and her begging is so loud, my cock is trying to figure out how to unzip my pants from the inside so he can get out and please her. He doesn’t have as much appreciation for these kinds of games as my mind does.
I turn on the radio and wait until the song currently playing starts to come to an end. “If you can make Daddy come before the next song ends, I will allow you to come. You may stop playing with yourself when the new song begins and by the time it finishes your hands better be back in position. If you fail to make Daddy come during this time or fail to get your hands back in position by the end of the song, you will not come tonight.” She blinks, processing my words and nods eagerly. She loves playing games, and she loves pleasuring me.
The song playing ends and the host introduces the next one. Eveline wastes no time reaching for my zipper and freeing my cock. Her mouth descends on me, taking me so deep she gags. That doesn’t stop her though; she just pushes me deeper down her throat. She’s sucking like her life depends on it.
I try to hold my orgasm back, but as the last verse is playing, I blow my load, and she laps it up. Leaving my pants open, she sits back up and takes up playing with herself just as the last notes fade out. The smile on her face is so fucking pleased, it’s adorable. “Did you forget something?” I ask with a nod to my still semi-hard cock who is currently enjoying the fresh air.
“Daddy did not say to put my toy back after I finished playing with it.” Someone’s in a bratty mood this evening. Not wanting to encourage my usually obedient Princess to continue such behavior, I force myself to keep my laughter contained.
“Guess I’ll have to be more precise in the future. Be a Good Girl and put Daddy’s cock away, then you have permission to come.” Quickly but carefully, she tucks my cock back into my pants and zips me up, then goes back to playing with herself. Seconds later, her orgasm roars through her.
She puts her top back on and falls asleep, waking only when the car comes to a stop at the hotel parking lot. Stretching and yawning, she looks around and then undoes her seat belt and gets out of the car shooting me a look, clearly daring me to do something about it. I ignore it for now, letting her think she’s gotten away with it. All the while knowing that I will have to shut down this newfound brattiness fast. It’s late so we check-in and go straight to sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.
The next morning after we get dressed and enjoy the breakfast buffet, we head to the car. When Eveline moves to get into the front passenger seat, I stop her. “Do you remember breaking any rules last night?”
She looks down, the bratty girl from yesterday long gone. “I’m sorry Daddy, I won’t do it again.”
“Do you think that’s good enough?” I ask, eyebrow raised.
“No Daddy, I deserve to be punished for breaking a rule.” I open the back door for her and motion for her to get in. I buckle her belt, engage the child safety lock, and close the door. I head to the other side and do the same. When I’m seated in the driver’s seat, I look at her in the rear-view mirror.
“You will be riding in the back with the child locks on for the rest of this trip. Although some Daddies enjoy bratty behavior, I do not.” Eveline doesn’t answer. She just sulks in the backseat only breaking her silent treatment when we pull up to the Zoo.
“We’re going to the Zoo?” Again my heart aches for the child she was who never got to experience these things. She doesn’t talk much about her childhood but from what little she has shared it was not a happy one.
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