Daddy s*x Toy

The Patterned Plug

The next morning, Daddy woke me with his usual calm authority.

“Today is going to be a full-day test, babygirl,” he said while I was still curled against his chest. “I have several meetings and a private lunch. You will wear the new patterned plug in your ass and the strongest remote vibrator in your p***y from morning until we return home tonight. I will control both toys remotely throughout the day. You are not allowed to come unless I give permission. If you fail, the punishment will be severe.”

I nodded, already feeling the familiar mix of fear and excitement.

“Yes, Daddy.”

He chose a simple but elegant knee-length dress for me. Underneath, he inserted the new plug a special one that could vibrate in different patterns and intensities. It was thicker than the previous one, stretching me noticeably. Then he slid the powerful remote vibrator deep into my p***y.

Before we left the house, he turned both toys on to a very low, teasing setting.

The day began with Daddy working from his home office. I did my chores while the plug hummed in soft, irregular patterns in my ass and the vibrator pulsed gently inside me. Every time I bent over or moved, the sensations intensified.

By mid-morning, Daddy had a video call. He called me into his office.

“Under the desk,” he ordered.

I crawled under and took his c**k into my mouth, sucking him slowly while he conducted his meeting. The toys continued their teasing rhythm the entire time. He would occasionally increase the intensity for a few seconds, making me whimper around his c**k.

When the call ended, he pulled me up, bent me over his desk, and f****d me hard from behind while the vibrator buzzed on medium.

“You’re doing well so far,” he praised as he thrust into me. “But the real test starts now.”

He increased the pattern on the plug to a strong, pulsing rhythm and turned the vibrator higher.

For the rest of the morning and into the afternoon, he kept me on edge while he worked. I cleaned the house, prepared lunch, and folded laundry, all while the toys tormented me without mercy.

At lunch, he made me sit across from him at the dining table. He kept changing the patterns sometimes slow and deep, sometimes fast and sharp while we ate.

I was trembling, barely able to eat, my face flushed.

“Daddy… please…” I whispered desperately.

“Not yet,” he said calmly. “You will hold it until I say so.”

The edging continued all afternoon. He brought me right to the brink multiple times, then lowered the intensity, leaving me desperate and dripping.

By evening, when he finally had his last meeting, I was a complete mess legs shaking, p***y soaked, and barely able to stand straight.

When the final call ended, Daddy turned both toys to their highest settings.

“Come for me now, babygirl,” he ordered. “Let it all out.”

The orgasm hit me like an explosion. I cried out loudly, my body convulsing violently on the floor where I had been kneeling. Wave after wave of pleasure ripped through me, made even more intense by the patterned plug pulsing in my ass.

When the orgasm finally subsided, Daddy pulled me into his arms and held me close.

“You did exceptionally well today,” he whispered, stroking my hair and kissing my forehead. “Wearing the patterned plug and vibrator for the entire day, staying obedient while I worked, and coming only when I allowed it. I’m very impressed with my little toy.”

I snuggled against his chest, exhausted but glowing with happiness from his praise.

“Thank you, Daddy… I tried so hard to be good for you.”

He smiled and tightened his arms around me.

“Tomorrow we’ll take it one step further. I want to try a full-day outing where you wear the toys while we go shopping and have lunch in public. The patterns will be more unpredictable. Would you like that challenge?”

Even though I was tired, the thought sent a thrill through me.

“Yes, Daddy. I want to try it.”

He kissed the top of my head tenderly.

“My perfect little s*x toy. Every day you make me prouder.”

As I drifted off to sleep safe in his arms, full of his c*m and wearing his collar, I felt completely owned, completely loved, and completely addicted.

This life with Daddy was everything I needed.