“I don’t understand why daddy told me to come sit in his office with him. He’s not even looking at me. He’s barely said three words to me"

He called me this morning and told me I was to put on my slutty little lilac outfit he likes so much and to come sit in his office quietly while he works. So, here I am, sitting on this stupid couch, reading this dumb book and all he’s said to me in 2 hours is “good toy”.

Sir picks his ringing phone up, ready to answer it for the umpteenth time, and glances in my direction, finally! I take this as an opportunity to stand up and bend over, showing him my glistening pussy and my asshole. I stand up and look at his shocked face and smile, before sitting back down to “read” my book again.

“There, at least he finally remembered I was sitting here” I think, as I flip through my book trying to find something that looks like where I left off.

I sit for another 20 minutes then decide I can’t take it any more and I have to mess with him some more. I throw my book down and sigh loudly. He raises an eyebrow but won’t look my way.

Game on.

I start by making little whimpering sounds while I tug on my nipples through my lingerie, my eyes locked on his face. He doesn’t look up, just shakes his head. Fine. I can do better.

I lay back on the couch, lick my fingers, and start rubbing my clit. I’m already soaked through, there’s a wet spot on the couch. I circle my little clit with two fingers, rubbing gently but enough to really start to get myself all worked up. I never break eye contact with his face, hoping he’ll at least look my way.

He clears his throat and says “you should be careful, princess, you’re playing a risky game” without looking my way, again.

I’m starting to get really frustrated. “Why won’t he look at me!” I think. Maybe he’s not interested.

I start to slip my fingers towards my pussy, I want to feel his fingers and cock inside me. I decide to get on my hands and knees and finger fuck myself so he can really get a good look at me.

Before I can even get situated on the couch I hear his voice deepen from behind his desk “Toy, you’re making stupid choices right now”.

A shiver runs down my spine and I smile and shoot back “Why don’t you come over here and stop me then?”

I lay my head down on the couch, ass up in the air, as I slip my fingers back inside my cunt and fuck myself with them. It’s soaking wet, and dripping down my thighs and arm.

I turn my head on the couch to look at him at his desk but he’s not there anymore. I stop and go up on my hands and knees to look around the room for him and as I do he comes up behind me and grabs me around the throat.

One hand laces into my hair and the other wraps around my throat. He smiles at me, but his eyes have something much more sinister in them.

“Princess, how stupid can you be?” he says, leaning down to kiss me. He shoves his tongue past my lips and claims my mouth with his, tongue exploring every inch of my mouth. I smile as he tightens his grip on my throat, my vision darkening.

He uses his grip on my hair to pull me to my knees while my body starts to fight for oxygen, both of my hands clawing at his on my throat. My vision is almost completely black when he finally lets go. He leans in and licks my face, then uses his hold on my hair to lay me back on the couch.

He leans into my ear and shoves tongue in it while his other hand makes its way down my stomach, thigh, to my clit. He pinches it between his thumb and pointer while he assaults my ear. I cum immediately and he slaps my clit, hard.

“Who told you to come, you stupid slut?” he whispers in my ear. I whimper and force out an apology, begging for forgiveness.

He chuckles and shakes his head and says “This is my time for fun, not you. You think you can distract me from work? Especially when I’ve told you to sit quietly?”

I start to apologize when he slaps a hand over my mouth and shakes his head. I nod and he lifts his hand away. He finally releases his grip on my hair and moves down to the other end of the couch, spreading my legs as far as they’ll go.

He leans down between my legs and sucks my clit into his mouth, biting it. I writhe quietly, knowing he means business about being silent. He grabs my wrists with each of his hands and holds me in place.

He assaults my clit with his tongue and teeth, bringing me close over and over again but never letting me cum. I am breathing hard, frustrated, on the brink of tears by the time he lifts his head and loosens his grip and says “have you learned your lesson about distracting me, toy?”

I nod over and over again, trying to persuade him I deserve to cum. I clasp my hands together in front of me, trying to plead with my eyes for him to let me cum.

He stares at me for a moment then says “Alright you can cum”.

I smile at him and try to convey my gratitude.

He shakes his head and tells me I can speak now so I say “thank you sir, I’m very sorry sir, I will sit quietly next time sir”.

He says “you absolutely will” as he sits down on the couch and grabs me by my hair, pulling my body across his legs, situating me with my ass directly over his lap. He proceeds to spank me, over and over, one hand assaulting my ass, the other very gently fondling my pussy and clit.

I am wiggling around and trying to move my ass to a new position so he isn’t hitting the same spot every time but it’s no use, he’s determined to mark me up with just his hand. Tears start to stream down my cheeks and I cry as quietly as I can while he continues to redden my ass.

Just when I think I’m going to lose it he finally stops, leans down, and kisses my ass, gently running his hand over it. He pulls me up by my hair and kisses my lips and wipes the tears away, saying “good girl”.

He lays me back down on my back and positions himself between my legs. He takes the first two fingers on his right hand and gets them wet, and slides them in my cunt.

He starts to fuck my cunt, slow at first, letting me relax and adjust to the size of them. He grabs my hip with the other hand and starts to violate me, using what feels like all of his strength to force his way in and out of my pussy.

I start to flail my legs around and whimper, it’s becoming too much for me. He isn’t showing signs of stopping any time soon and I am starting to scream, louder and louder. I am dripping, starting to squirt all over him, the couch, the floor, my thighs, his chest. My voice is going hoarse as he continues to fuck me with his hand, he makes a comment about me “going fucking stupid just like always”.

He slows down a bit and uses his other hand to grab my face, pulling me to a sitting position while he stands up. He pulls my mouth open with his hand and brings the soaked hand up to drip my own cum into my mouth, telling me “open wide, you’re going to swallow your cum”.

Tears streaming down my face, my thighs, ass, and couch drenched, he forces my mouth open and holds me in place while he drips the cum off his hand onto my tongue and down my throat. He waits until I swallow it, then leans in, kisses my forehead, and says “good girl, princess. Now go clean yourself up. It’s my turn to cum”.