Daddy Marks His Property, Part 6

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Daddy Marks His Property, Part 6 When we got home from lunch and shopping, I called Shawna to see how she was doing. When she picked up I said, “How’s my little girl doing?” regretting it as soon as it left my lips. I knew Stephanie heard me and I didn’t want her to think… “Hi, Daddy,” she said cheerfully, “How are you this afternoon? I had a great time last night. I’ve never had an or….der of, of, uh, seafood like that ever before, Daddy,” she said, trying to recover from almost saying “Daddy” and “orgasm” in practically the same sentence in front of a customer. Smiling to myself at her predicament, I said, “So, how’s your little fartbox today, Sweetie? I wanted to make sure you were okay today. So you had a good time last night, Princess? And you’ve never had orgasms as good as you had with us last night, eh? Well, we enjoyed bringing you into our inner sanctum, so to speak. And Stephanie says to tell you she had a fantastic time, all day and all night.” “Mmm, thank you, Daddy. And tell Stephanie I was overwhelmed from yesterday, too. I adore her, Daddy.” “By the way, Sweetie, could you be a sweetheart and sign Stephie up to go to the salon for a waxing on Friday with you, as well?” “Sure, Daddy, no problem, consider it done. Is she allowed to party?” “I’ll take care of what she can and will do. Would you like the same, my dear?” “Uh, OK, Daddy, I’ve gotta go now. I love you, bye- bye,” and she hung up the phone. I started a slow boil and quickly got a grip. She doesn’t know any better, yet. She will, soon. My cock twitched at the thought. “Stephie, are you done making the bed yet? We need to talk.” She came to my study and assumed the standing position. “Relax, Sweetie, have a seat,” I said as I motioned to the Şişli escort bayan leather couch. “It seems as though little miss Shawna has taken a shine to us, Princess. What do we do about that? Do you think she’s worthy of being a slave sister to you?” I said as I got up out of my chair and started to pace, thinking. “I don’t know, Daddy. She had a really good time with us last night,” Stephanie said, trying to go along, but I could tell her heart was not in it. “You know, why is either of us worrying? We have a long way to go to get to know Shawna even better. We’ll just have to test her ‘Daddy’ limits a bit, eh Sweetie?” I said doing that disgusting quote thing with my fingers to try and be funny. Stephie didn’t laugh. But she agreed with Daddy’s logic and took on a more “wait and see” attitude about the whole thing. I asked her what she was planning for dinner. “I don’t know Daddy; I didn’t have a chance to go to the store today…yet. What would you like me to fix, Daddy?” “Hmm, let me think a minute,” as I reached down and grabbed Stephie by the hair and hauled her up to my dick. I stuck my cock in her mouth and told her, “Don’t miss a drop, piss girl,” and let my water go. I stood thinking about dinner, or at least pretended to anyway. I stood and enjoyed the convenience my piss girl affords me, among other things. I was truly contemplating what I might like for dinner as I relieved myself. I began to say that I would like a filet mignon and a nice salad for dinner, and I was interrupted by my hard cock being throated suddenly. I practically had to smack the cunt off my dick. “What the fuck are you doing, cunt? I just wanted to use your mouth to piss in. Did I say anything about swallowing my cock? No! Did Escort Sultangazi you hear what I wanted for dinner?” “Not exactly, Sir.” “DAMN IT, STEPHANIE!” I said in rage and then calmed myself. “Sit down, Sweetie. I think we need to talk.” I joined my little girl on the couch. I had momentarily contemplated a good thrashing in the playroom, but we needed to talk this out. I put my arm around Stephanie and pulled her close. She put her head on my chest and I kissed her on top of her head. ”You know, Sweetie, I really don’t like the fact that you can’t get your head around any thoughts of Shawna getting too close to me. I thought of taking you in the other room to punish these thoughts out of your head. But I think we need to reach an understanding, okay?” “Yes, Daddy,” she said sheepishly. “You are, first and foremost, my baby girl. I have yet to share you with friends or strangers, but that may happen very soon. That’s my choice to make. Our understanding is that I say and you do as I say, right?” “Yes, Daddy.” “I will not be jealous when that happens because I know that you belong to me not only in your mind, but especially in your heart. None of this would be possible without that very fact. If I choose to indulge myself with someone else, it doesn’t mean that I think any less of you. That won’t ever change. You’re my wonderful little girl. But, as in any family, there can be more than one child. I was not looking for another, but now Shawna has come on the scene. We had fun with her and I look forward to us having more fun times with her. I really want her to be a friend for you, Sweetie. More than I want another girl for myself. I don’t really see her as ever becoming part of our household, but when Taksim escort she is around I don’t want the green monster to rear its ugly head. Do you think we can get there, Baby?” “I’m trying, Daddy. But I don’t want to lose you or what we have together.” At this point she sounded as though she was on the verge of tears. I eased her back slightly so I could look into her eyes. She was beginning to well up. My heart was melting. Most of us guys can’t handle tears and I was no exception. I took her face in my hands and fought back my emotions. I said, “Sweetie, I’m not going anywhere and neither are you. No one can replace you, nor am I looking for another little girl to live here. I love you and you’re my little girl. That’s not going to change. What we have is very different from most relationships, it’s very unique. I guarantee it will change as we grow. Together. I will eventually share you with others and I know that you will like it. You are a slut, but you are my slut, always. Do you understand?” Sniff, “Yes, Daddy.” Still holding her face, I leaned down and kissed her tenderly. She clambered into my lap and I hugged her to me. I could feel her crying silently. She was crying from happiness, though. I just held her tightly and told her, “I love you, Princess.” “I love you, too, Daddy. So much.” “I know you do, Sweetie. I know. Would you like to suck Daddy’s cock?” “Uh huh.” “What did you say?” I said kind of sternly. “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Daddy.” “Over my knee, now!” I barked. She got up and practically threw herself on my lap. God, what a cute little bottom she has. I was already starting to stir down there. “Count,” I said. I smacked her hard. “One,” she said. “What else do you have to say?” “Thank you, Daddy.” I then began a slow but steady rhythm on her backside while she counted and thanked me for each and every smack. I stopped when she counted twenty and thanked me. I rubbed her bottom for a moment and then checked her slutty, little cunt.

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