Daddy loves his little daughter

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I got down on my knees in front of Maddie. My daughter’s face turned red again as I put my face inches from cunt. I studied her with the intention of describing every last filthy detail I noticed. Why? Because it was what my dominance demanded of me. Because it made my cock rock hard even as I knew it would stir my lovely daughter’s submission to me.

“Oh, my, Muffin. I do see now. You’ve drenched your pussy lips so much that I can see the outline of your panties clinging to them. You might even drip if you took off your cute underwear.” I pretended to deliberate for a moment, though I already knew what I was going to have her do. “In fact, why don’t you take them off for me and spread your cunt open with your fingers so that I can see inside you to see all of that white cum?” She gasped and I chuckled. “Oh, yes. Come now, Muffin. Undress for me.”

She moaned something between a sob of desire and a plea for mercy. I hoped it was mostly the former because she would get none of the latter from me. Whatever it was, Maddie whimpered and obeyed. She trembled and with quivering fingers slid her lacy underwear down her legs, stepping out of them. I placed my hands gently, but firmly, on her thighs, keeping her spread. “Good girl. Yes, very good. Now reach down with your hands and spread your pussy open. I want a nice view of the inside. Go on, Muffin. Obey daddy.”

“Yes, daddy.” Her voice shook with terror. And still. She obeyed. She took both hands and made a triangle, holding her nether lips open.

I stared, studying. Her hole was far too small to offer me any view, but even so white cum wept from the tiny entrance, practically begging to be used to spread and stretch her. I yearned for when it would be my cock slowly, but surely opening that tiny entrance, splitting her open. I would have to use my phone to get a close up view to watch in more detail later since I would be busy fucking my precious daughter. “Good girl.” My voice was a drawn out purr of pleasure, a sound that even I didn’t have much control over. “You are very aroused. Your pussy is nice and swollen. These lips get darker when you’re a good girl like this. And then, of course, I can smell you.” I put my nose right near her opening and inhaled. “You smell wonderful, Muffin.”

“Daddy!” She shouted the word quite suddenly, letting go of herself and grasping my hair in desperation instead. Her hips thrust but I held them steady and pulled my face just out of her reach. Even so, her pussy twitched like a mouth craving to be fed and a single drip of her cum fell from her cunt. I licked it as it clung to her, careful that my tongue didn’t touch her. The taste was a tease to ignite us both and I knew it, but I wanted to be pushed to my filthy edges. I enjoyed walking that edge and dominating on it.

There would be no edge as intense as the one with my daughter.

Maddie broke the reverie, her voice breathless and shaking. “I d-didn’t ask… didn’t ask permission…” Too much terror in that voice. Not okay.

Before I stood, I helped her back into her panties, and then I settled her on my lap with her breakfast in front of her. “Sometimes, princess, you won’t have much control. That’s okay. I understand those moments all to well. I can’t tell you how much that pleased me. You put your trust in me so well and you were so brave. I’ll always reward your bravery.” I cradled her and after a moment, she picked up her sandwich and took a small bite. After a few moments her body relaxed bit by bit in my arms. I pet her lovingly and she smiled, her eyes shy at first, but then braver.

With a little tender care and affection, Maddie went back to herself in the course of 30 minutes. It cost me nothing and it meant the world to both of us. It was one of my most cherished parts of domination.

With Muffin, the aftercare was all the better.

In the afternoon, Muffin fell back into our routine easily, if hesitantly. She had a few moments of insecurity though, but then she always had. For instance, she watched me get dressed in jeans and a Metallica shirt and then she disappeared and came back with a blue jean mini skirt and a Megadeth shirt. She put her long mousy brown hair back in an adorable ponytail and grabbed a stuffed lynx to take with her for the job I’d recruited her for.

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