The Daddy Deal

Chapter 3

Damian POV

I take Isabella’s hand and lead her out of the room she was waiting in for me. She looks stunning. She did everything I asked her.

"What is in the playroom?" Isabella asks me.

I snicker. I shouldn't be so amused, but I thought Isabella would have figured it out by now. She continues to suck the lollipop I gave her as we walk down the hall to my special playroom.

When I get to the door to my playroom, I take the key out of my pocket. I unlock the door.

"In the playroom, you belong to me,"I say to her.

I go to open the door. "You realize you never answered my question right," Isabella says.

"I do realize that little miss. I can show you better than I can tell you," I say to her.

"Okay," she replies with a tone I do not particularly like.

I open the door to my playroom. I hold the door open and let her go in front of me. She walks around, looking at everything. She touches the paddles I have hanging on the wall. "You want to spank me, daddy,” Isabella says.

"If you need it," I answer

She picks up handcutts trom the dresser and a blindfold. "You want to use these on me?" Isabella asks.

"Yes, I do," I answer her.

She follows the room's length looking at everything, and then she comes to coloring books, movies, and books for me to read to her.

"What is this for?" Isabella asks.

"That is fowhen we play together," I answer her.

"Okay," Isabella says.

She picks up the collar and chain lying on the bed.

"And this, what is this for?" Isabella asks.

"That is what I want you to wear for me when you have been a naughty little miss," I say to her.

Isabella sits down on the bed. "What exactly do you want from me tonight?" She asks.

"Tonight, we will have some fun, but if you enjoy yourself, I want to talk about something maybe a little more permanent," I say to her.

"Like you would want me to come over here privately more often," Isabella asks.

"Why don't we discuss business tomorrow? Tonight I want to play with my little miss," I say to her.

"What would you like for me to do first?" Isabella asks.

I walk over to her. I touch her chin and lift her face up to look me in the eye. "First, I want you to call me daddy," I say to her.

"Daddy," Isabella says so sweetly and softly.

"Now, daddy would like to see you naked," I say to her.

"Daddy wants me to take off my clothes?" Isabella asks.

"Yes, if little miss would like to please daddy, the daddy would love for you to take off your clothes," I say to her.

Isabella stands up in front of me. I sit in the chair next to the bed. She unbuttons her shirt, exposing her breasts to me. "Leave the button-up shirt on for now; it is sexy the way it drapes over you," I say to her.

She comes closer to me. I take my hand and feel her legs. I rub up against her leg and under her skirt. She begins to remove her skirt for me.

She is standing in front of me in her unbuttoned white shirt, stockings, and her panties.

"You are so sexy," I say to her.

"Does daddy want to f**k me?" Isabella asks.

I pop the side of her leg. "Daddy does not like his little miss using bad language," I say to her.

"Yes, daddy," Isabella says.

"Why don't you undress daddy," I say to her.

I stand in front of her. She begins to remove my clothing. She runs her hands all over my body.

She removes my pants. "f**k, daddy your c**k is so big," Isabella gasps.

"I believe i asked little miss not to talk like that," I say to her.

"Sorry, daddy," isabella says.

I walk over to the wall and grab down my favorite paddle.

"Bend over the bed," I say to her.

"Yes, daddy," she says obediently.

She bends over the bed. I pull down her panties, exposing her ass. I smack her ass not too hard with the paddle.She does not say anything. I strike her a second time. She remains still and takes her swats. I smack her a third time, and she moans.

"Daddy knew you were a naughty little miss," I say to her.

She looks back at me. "Daddy has no idea just how naughty I can be," Isabella says.

I smack her bare ass again. I lean over her body to whisper in her ear. "Daddy needs a good little miss. How are we going to accomplish that?" I ask her.

"I do not know," she answers.

I smack her ass again while I am leaning over her.

She moans loudly. I put the paddle down on the bed. I place my hand on her hip and begin to make my way to her p***y.

As my hand makes its way to her p***y she arches her back. I am on top of her with my c**k on her ass.

I reach down and grab her p***y through her panties.

Her panties are wet.

"Did you enjoy being spanked by daddy?" I ask her.

"Yes, daddy, I did," Isabella says.

"I can tell you did; you are so wet," I say to her. I massage her p***y through her panties and dominated her lip.

She wanted to resist, heck! She should have resisted, but the part of her brain that is being controlled by her desire won.

Her hand went to the back of his head and she pushed her fingers into his hair to feel the texture as she kissed him back.

They pulled away after a while just to catch their breath, i stared at her slightly swollen lip.

"You don't know how long I have wanted to do this, how long I have wanted to claim you as mine, I dreamt about you ever since that night in the club," I whisper in her ears.

She moans and arches her back as I rub her p***y roughly. I go down the front of her panties to feel her c**t. She is moist. I bet she tastes delicious.

I pull up her skirt leaving her in her undergarment, i turn her around so she sits on the bed.

Towering over her, i claimed her lip again, this time slow and passionate. My hand crept to her p***y, he pushed the fabric of her panties aside and i glided thumb over her wet folds.

"You are wet for me," i mumbled, thumb working on her c**t so fast, and her breath caught in her chest.

"Fuck.. f**k, yes," Isabella cried out, as a finger slid into her.

I probed her gently not to harm her, i wanted to stretch her and get her ready for me, knowing this was her first in a while. She grinds against my finger as i tease her c**t with my thumb, before adding a second finger.

"Daddy," she moans as i pumped in and out of her in a fast rhythm.

"Yes," he leaned down to kiss her hard. "Moan my name."

I pulled out my fingers and thrust back in, adding a third finger and she arched her back.

"Touch your n*****s for me, little miss," i whispers into her ear, I want you to play with yourself while I finger f**k you."

Isabella pulls her hand away from my hair and rubbed her breast, fitting her hand on the two round boobs as she played with them as i finger her causing her to cry out in pleasure.

Isabella started to move her hip up to meet the thrust of my fingers as she played with her n*****s until the pink bud turns red. She bucked off the bed when she felt my tongue on her core.

My lip latched onto her core as i suck her off, i lick each fold slowly, twisting my tongue along the hem. She gripped my hair again as i licked her top to bottom, thrusting my finger in and out of her.

A scream bubbled out of her when she felt his tongue delved into her wet hole.

"Oh, God! Daddy," she gripped my hair tighter. "I am going to come."

"Not yet," i lean over to kiss her and she tasted herself on me. "I will let you know when to come."

Pulling out my fingers, I slid my thumb over her c**t and i watched her face twist in pleasure, i knew she couldn't hold on any longer, so i pushed my finger into her and lapped her up before whispering in her ear.

"c*m for me baby."

At my word, she screamed so fast and i stared as she trashes on my finger, i dipped my head low and suck up every drop of her c*m. She sat up a little.

"Daddy will you f**k me now?" Isabella asks.

"No, you have been very naughty, so daddy is not going to f**k you, but you can do something for daddy," I say.

She raises her body up to kiss me again. "What does daddy want?" Isabella asks.

"Get dressed for dinner," I say to her.

"But I want please you daddy," she protests.

"You will later, first I need you to get dressed so we can have a nice dinner together and maybe talk business," I say to her.

She pouts like a brat not getting her way. Yes, daddy like that.

"I want you to wear something more suitable for dinner," I say to her.

"I did not bring anything with me," Isabella says.

“There are clothes in the closet; get dressed. I will be back with dinner in thirty minutes and leave the panties off," I say to her.

I put on my clothes as she goes through the closet. I leave and lock the door.