Nobody But Daddy

[Da****]

She walked through the front door, her hair still bound and her dress still proper and gave the mandatory greeting.

"I'm home, Daddy."

The words tonight felt hollow and dry and rasped over the nasty, horrid, impersonal self she wore as a mask all day out in the world. She started to fling her purse on the couch but flinched with the memory of her last spanking.

Past Daddy's giant form in the kitchen chopping vegetables and to the Master suite she settled the purse in its assigned place, picked up bunny and all but rushed back to the kitchen and his arms.

She dove for his chest and ***d her face for that spot reserved for her, made for her, bunny clutched tight in her hand and squeezed between them. She inhaled the scent of his cologne and the rustle of chest hair going gray beneath his bowling shirt.

She could feel the mask of her Big self beginning to slip off already even as Daddy took her in his arms and said nothing at all. Just held her.

No one else understood their 20 year age gap. No one else seemed to understand the significance of the princess bedroom where she could be a little girl and color and have tea parties and Daddy could do dirty dirty things to her.

They didnt know her broken and traumatized past and that this was her taking contol. Claiming her power. Some people whispered they must be freaks when they found out. But nobody but Daddy could love her just right. Dirty and kinky and warm and nasty and perfect.

In a few minutes her breathing was steady and Daddy kissed her head.

"Ive laid out your jammies for tonight. Go put them on. "

It wasn't a request. And she wouldn't have it any other way.

[Ch****]

Motherfu.... Whelp... I skipped right past moist, straight thru ovulation and here I am... Manpregnant

[Starrrabbit]

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