Once I regained my breath, I kissed at her face and rosy cheeks. The top of her hair, and along her neck and shoulders. Sliding a finger down her spine and drawing her to me as I laid down on my side. She just laid there, soft shuttering, meek cries the only sign she was even conscious. I pet her body and played with her nipples slowly, enjoying her in her prime. Then I turned her, laying her on her back, and I slipped my tongue in her mouth, parting her lips with mine. I kissed her deep and full, holding her down by her shoulders as my tongue explored her mouth. A sound of pleasure escaped me, and I finished the kiss, kissing at her throat.
“New rules Posey.” I said low, still exploring her. “On the weekends, I’m not your dad, I’m your daddy.”
She whimpered softly and I made my point clear. Kissing her forehead and nose.
“And if you disobey me, or make me angry. It’ll be all week long. Because just like I switched your school, and took control of your life, I control that too.” I said. There was a long pause and she nodded, a tear slipping down her cheek. I caught it with my tongue, and licked.
“Do you understand?”
“Yes Daddy,” She said weakly, “I understand.”
I grew hard once more, and tested out my little goddess again.
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