Daddy s*x Toy

Dinner And Discipline

The dining table was set like something out of a luxury magazine crystal glasses, fine china, and soft candlelight. I sat across from Daddy wearing nothing but the black silk robe he had chosen for me and the leather collar locked around my neck.

Under the robe, the medium-sized plug was still firmly seated in my ass, and a new remote-controlled vibrator hummed gently inside my p***y on the lowest setting.

Daddy looked perfectly composed in his black shirt, sleeves rolled up to show his strong forearms, while I was already squirming in my seat.

“Eat, babygirl,” he said calmly, cutting into his steak. “You’ll need your strength tonight.”

Every few minutes he would tap his phone under the table, increasing the intensity of the vibrator for a few seconds before lowering it again. I had to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning out loud.

Halfway through dinner, the vibrations suddenly jumped to a strong, steady pulse right against my G-spot.

“Ah— Daddy…” I whimpered, gripping the edge of the table.

He raised an eyebrow. “Problem?”

“I’m… I’m close,” I whispered, thighs pressing together.

He smiled darkly. “You know the rule. No coming without permission.”

I nodded frantically, trying to focus on my food while the toy tormented me.

When the plate was finally empty, Daddy stood up and walked around the table. He pulled me to my feet, untied the robe, and let it slide off my shoulders, leaving me completely naked except for the collar and the toys inside me.

“On your knees.”

I dropped instantly.

He unzipped his pants and fed his thick, hard c**k into my mouth. I sucked him eagerly, desperate to please, while the vibrator continued its relentless buzzing.

After a few minutes, he pulled me up and bent me over the dining table, my breasts pressing against the cool wood.

He slowly removed the plug from my ass, replacing it with two lubed fingers, stretching me carefully.

“Tonight we start training this tight little hole properly,” he murmured, voice low and rough. “You’re going to take Daddy’s c**k in your ass soon, babygirl. But first, you need to earn it.”

He removed the vibrator from my p***y and replaced it with his thick c**k in one smooth thrust.

I moaned loudly as he filled me completely.

He f****d me hard and deep over the table, one hand gripping my hip, the other reaching around to rub my swollen c**t.

“You may come,” he finally growled.

The orgasm hit me like a storm. I cried out, body shaking, p***y clenching around him as pleasure flooded every nerve.

Daddy didn’t stop. He kept thrusting until he buried himself deep and filled me with hot c*m.

When he pulled out, he turned me around and kissed me possessively.

“Good girl,” he praised, stroking my hair. “But we’re not finished.”

He picked up a larger, thicker anal plug from the side table the next size up.

“Bend over again.”

I obeyed, trembling with anticipation and nervousness.

He lubed the new plug generously and pressed it against my freshly f****d ass.

“Relax and push back for Daddy.”

I gasped as the thicker plug stretched me wider than before. It burned slightly, but the fullness felt strangely addictive.

Once it was fully seated, he gave my ass a firm spank.

“This stays in until morning. Tomorrow we’ll go bigger.”

He pulled me into his arms, kissing my forehead almost tenderly.

“You’re doing so well, my little toy. Soon you’ll be able to take all of Daddy in every hole.”

I rested my head against his chest, breathing hard, body marked and owned.

“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered.

And deep down, I realized I was no longer just obeying.

I was starting to crave every new lesson he gave me.