MYSTERY CRUSH
"What a day!", she exhaled and slammed her diary against the desk. She picked up her pen listlessly and began to write.
DEAR DIARY,
Today was so exhausting. No emails from the online job banks, no response from companies, everyone wants an employee with a work experience. I have one last option before I consider working at the coffee shop. I think it's better to start small than have nothing doing. I've got bills to pay and needs to meet, i don't care about a white collar job at this point. Tomorrow is going to be a great day and if it's not, the day after tomorrow will be.
Kate closed the diary and turned off the lights. She lay down on her bed, slipping on her eye patch.
She felt fingers slowly caressing the sole of her foot. The sensation became stronger when it got to her waist, "Daddy is here." The owner of the fingers whispered into her ear from behind as he planted kisses on her neck.
She let out a soft moan and whispered back, "I miss you, Daddy." He pressed kisses on her forehead and slowly put his hand inside her shirt, trying to reach for her boobs. "How have you been?" He whispered, caressing her boobs softly with both hands. "Good." She smiled softly.
He caressed her boobs a little longer before his right arm slowly started to descend towards her pelvis. Her breath began to race as tension increased. He could feel her panties soaked by the wetness. He gave her more neck kisses, with subsequent sucking, leaving hickeys on them. He played with the lips of her vulva for a while, making her more aroused.
He leaned forward and gave her a kiss. Dissatisfied, Kate turned over, now facing him, and leaned forward for a wet kiss. She kissed him passionately while he choked her softly, "Good girl", He whispered.
Oh, f**k, he has no idea of what that phrase does to her. it's like all the slutty genes in her just came to life. Her desire became stronger and she just wanted to be f****d like the slut she is, she loves Daddy. Daddy is everything she wants. His dominant nature is her fetish.
She wanted to explore Daddy; does he make love or f**k hard? Her imagination ran wild, her body responding to every contact she made with Daddy's lip.
He shoved two fingers gently into her coochie, making her let out a moan. The type that indicates pleasure without any iota of pain, the type that says I'm all yours, the type that shows total submission. Daddy passionately moved his fingers in and out, subsequently making estatic finger moves like curling finger method. He noticed her reaction and body language when he placed his thumb on her c**t so he continued with that pattern; two fingers in her and his thumb on her c**t.
She mouthed weakly, "f**k me". Daddy whispered, "I can't hear you baby." "Please, Daddy, f**k me", she said in between moans. Her breath increased slowly, her legs starting to twitch, she was about to c*m, she held Daddy tight and whispered, moaning shakily, "I think I'm about to c*m" she said, holding him firmer than before. He didn't stop. He increased the pace, and when her eyes were starting to roll, he released his hands.
"Why would you do that?" she said in disappointment. "Good girls get rewarded and bad girls get punished," Daddy said dominantly. "But .....", He shut her up with a wet kiss. "You've been a bad girl today, no reward for you." "I hate it when you torture me, you never f**k me, no matter how hard I beg, do you feel I'm not going to be good enough?". Kate asked.
"No, you're perfect, my baby girl. Just the way I like them naive and inexperienced, I want to be the one to teach you everything you know. I want you to only desire the kind of pleasure I give, you're exactly the slut daddy wants."
He smiled softly and continued, "Find me, when you do, I promise I will f**k you until every bone in your body reminds you of me. I will eat you until you can't feel your legs, I will thrust in you until my s*x exhale becomes the air you breathe, I will make sure I leave you sore the day you find me, I will f**k you so hard till your body calls my name even before you do. I shall reward you when you find me baby girl, till then"
Kate asked in a harsh tone, "I don't even know your name or what you look like. Why do you keep coming to me masked?". Daddy spanked her and replied, "Choose your words. Daddy doesn't like it when you talk too much, fewer questions, just do as i say, did I make myself clear?"
"Yeah whatever", she rolled her eyes. He spanked her twice and choked her softly, "Fix your attitude." She replied, "Yes daddy". He spanked her three more times and sucked her neck. "Marking what's mine so everyone knows you belong to Daddy." He said firmly.
Kate got up and slowly bit her lip due to erotic nostalgia. She walked to the bathroom and she began to touch her neck as she stood in front of her mirror. This is pure art, she soliloquised as she adored the placement of hickeys on her neck. She sat on the edge of the bath tub for a while, smiling sheepishly.
Her eyes met the window and she noticed that it was still dark. This made her cheek her phone and she discovered it was past 2 in the morning, she let out a soft breath and sat in the tub for a while, enjoying the warmth of the water. Few hours from now, she will be back to the streets. Searching relentlessly for jobs, this is a great way of preparing herself for the uneasy task ahead. She reminisced how the previous job hunt went then she dozed of slowly in the bath tub.
