***This a story about two consenting adults engaging in play that some might consider squeamish. It is a Daddy Dom/Little Girl story, so if that would make you uncomfortable please skip it***
Daddy will be home soon, Kitten thought as she raced up the stairs. She undressed quickly and rummaged through her closet for the right outfit. Settling on a plaid miniskirt which barely covered her butt and a too tight white button-up shirt. She complemented the outfit with white knee socks and two-tone saddle shoes. She sang a silly little song while she pulled her hair into pigtails with Hello Kitty hair ties to hold them in place. The only thing she neglected was putting on her panties.
With one last twirl in front of the full-length mirror, she nodded in satisfaction before hurrying back downstairs to wait for him. She skipped through the house to the family room where she pulled out the floor pillow and her coloring books to pass the time until he got home. The excitement built up inside her. He would like what he saw when he came home and reward her with his attention. The thought of having daddy’s special attention made her wet between her legs. She wiggled side to side uncomfortably as the wetness and neediness swelled inside her wet little hole.
A short time later Kitten stirred as the garage door open in the attached garage and a car pull into it. The garage door rattled shut, and the sound of his footsteps crossed the garage. The door to the house creaked as it opened and closed. Daddy was home she thought, and he would waste no time accepting her invitation to play.
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“I’m home, Little One,” I shouted.
No reply came, but I heard Kitten stifle a small giggle.
“I wonder where my little Kitten could be,” I teased.
Another stifled giggle chimed from the family room. I placed my packages on the kitchen table, I walked into the family room. Kitten was lying on her stomach on the giant floor pillow, coloring in one of her coloring books. Her feet were swaying in the air, and she was not wearing any panties under her short skirt, inviting me to come play.
“Someone is feeling frisky today.”
I walked toward her, and she smiled coyly over her shoulder at me.
“Who would that be?”
The moisture glistened on her pussy as I knelt over top of her. Kitten squirmed with anticipation as my weight pressed down on her. I leaned in and playful bit the back of her neck. She moaned loudly as my teeth took hold and pushed her hips back into me. Her hips ground into me begging for me to fill her with my treat. I nudged her legs further apart and slid my fingers inside her. She was warm, wet, and ready. My fingers pushed deeper finding her inner spot. She bucked as they slid firmly across it.
“Please, Daddy, no more just take your little girl,” she begged.
I laughed evilly at her plea.
“We will have some fun today, little cum slut. You will count each stroke, and when I stop, I want you to tell me the count. If you answer wrong, you will receive one swat for each stroke you are off. I will reward you if you answer correctly.”
I undid my pants and pulled out my cock. The tip was wet with anticipation of being buried deep inside Kitten’s obliging wet little hole. I made the first one easy for her. Twenty times I slid in and out of her and stopped with my cock pressed deep inside against her cervix.
“How many?”
“Twenty,” she replied breathing heavily.
“Excellent.”
I spoke her word, and the orgasm built through her body and caused her to shudder and shake. I grabbed her hips and fucked her again. She moaned as her favorite toy slid in and out of her again. I stopped at fifteen this time with my cock again pushed up against her cervix.
“How many?”
“Fifteen! Please, Daddy, please may I cum for you!”
Her body was shaking from head to toe as she tried to contain her next orgasm. I said her word and her body quaked as the orgasm took hold of her. She screamed as it reached its peak. I held her tight so she could not collapse on the floor. By the fifth round of our game, Kitten was losing track of how many thrusts she received. For her mistake, she received five swats on her butt. In the eighth round, her eyes rolled back into her head. Being filled with daddy’s treat and cumming again for him were the only thoughts in her head. She guessed right this time, and I said her word. Her body shook violently as the word took hold of her. I started the next round as her orgasm faded.
Now on round eleven, Kitten could not say her own name, much less keep count how many strokes she had received. I started again, deeper and harder. Her body overwhelmed with pleasure, her back arched and her eyes squeezed shut. Her hips pressed instinctively back into me, her pussy clenched tight around me, begging for more without words. She whimpered with each deep thrust.
“How many?”
“Ten,” she guessed wildly.
“Wrong, it was twenty.”
I smacked her round tight ass gently with my hand. I swatted her nine more times, each harder than the last. She begged to cum as the last stroke fell.
“Please, Daddy, let me cum,” she pleaded.
“Not yet!”
My cock swelled ready to release inside her. With only a few last strokes, I released deep inside her wet little hole. I said her word and her body convulsed with orgasm as I filled her with my treat. She was spent when her body stopped shaking. She whimpered as I pulled out of her. I lowered her skirt back into place, swatting her butt playfully before standing. I grabbed the blanket from the couch, covering her. She panted unable to catch her breath and curled up into a tiny ball. I sat beside her stroking her head as she slowly dozed off with a warm glow on her face and on her butt. She slept peacefully curled up on the floor pillow while I cleaned up and cooked dinner. I enjoyed playing this game with Kitten, and we would play it again soon.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/83xltb/kitten_on_a_pillow_ddlg_domsub