Anything He wants

He took me by the hand as he led me from the restaurant. “Little girl, we are retiring home for the evening.”

“Oh, are we?”

“Oh, yes. Let me show you what awaits you.” His grip grew firmer as he brought me to the limo and let me step in.

I was curious to say the least, about what was going to come next. What was with all of this Daddy stuff?

He brought me to one of the tallest buildings in town. I came from money, yes, but he seemed to be on a whole different level than my family was.

The whole time, Ty Warren held me close to him. It wasn’t a simple hand hold, but he encouraged me to hold onto him, to hug him like he was the very giant teddy bear he had bought me today. Resting on him almost as we rode the elevator high, all the way to the top floor of the building. The doors opened in front of two ornate double doors. He pulled out a key, unlocked them, and opened them for me, leading me in.

I was met with a gorgeous view of the entire city below. An amazing sight to say the least. I took it in for a moment, before Ty spun me around and laid a deep kiss on me. A rush of adrenaline hit me as he did so, his tongue invading my mouth and mine almost following his automatically. One hand running through my hair, the other going down my back. The kiss, my very first, seemed to be lasting an eternity – an eternity I was enjoying so very much.

When it finally broke, my eyes were locked with his, and his were very much driven and determined. “If you are to be my little girl, there are going to be rules you must follow in this relationship.”

“What rules?”

“You must obey, Karen. You must obey Daddy. You will do as I say, and you will do so without objection. You are to be mine, you are to be my…

Kitty. Yes, Kitty, that is much more fitting of a name for my little girl.” I blushed, not being called that for more than a decade.

“I must obey no matter what?” I wasn’t sure what to make of this as he explained.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“If you have strong objections to something, it will be discussed. For day to day things though, you will listen to Daddy. You will wear the things Daddy tells you to wear, you will go to bed when I tell you too. You will be my little girl. Do you understand, Kitty?”

He wanted complete control of me. It wasn’t something so simple.

“In return for your obedience, I will treat you like the princess you are. What you have experienced so far today is only the tip of the iceberg in what your obedience to Daddy will bring. I want nothing more than your absolute happiness as well as your absolute obedience.”

So much was going on in my brain at that moment. What he was proposing, what it meant, and everything else that was going with it. How we wanted to control me… how he wanted to make me happy.

I wasn’t sure of what to make of it. The fact was I didn’t know what I wanted to make of my life either. I was an eighteen-year-old with an uncertain future. I didn’t know what I wanted, I didn’t know where I was going. He was offering me something very clear, and in a haze of uncertainty, that sounded like paradise.

“Yes,” I said.

“Yes, what?” He grinned.

“Yes… Daddy.”

“Good girl. Why don’t you get ready for bed then?” “Oh?” I raised an eyebrow.

He broke away from me, and walked over to a box left on a nearby sofa. The entire room really was full of the best things money could buy, the carpet super soft even through the heels he had ordered me to wear. He opened the box, and produced a nighty. It was even shorter cut than the dress he had given me, and looked so opaque I could see him through it.

“This will look beautiful on my little girl.” “It does look very comfortable.”

“How about you put it on for me?” “Okay,” I said.

“You need to take off the clothes you’re wearing right now, first.”

I swallowed. Of course it did. I slipped off the heels, confirming that yes, the carpet was very much super soft. Why was I suddenly bashful? I knew that this all involved something more than what he was saying. I

knew it involved another first time I hadn’t yet given up.

Reaching for the bottom of the dress, I started to hike it up over my head, revealing my underwear below.

I glanced over at Ty, and a frowned formed on his face. Oh god, what if he didn’t like my body? “What – What’s the matter?”

“Daddy is going to have to buy you some new panties and bras. What you have now is unacceptable for my little girl. Take those filthy things off right now.”

I frowned, and reached around and unhooked my bra, and let it fall by the wayside. Ty was right there, picked it up, and tossed it into a nearby wastebasket.

“Come on, let Daddy see his little girl.”

I didn’t notice that I had instinctively rushed to cover myself. With great willpower, I pulled my hands away from my breasts, and put them at my side.

“There we go,” Ty said. “Beautiful. Nothing that should be covered up, especially by any garbage fabrics like that. You deserve only the best, my little girl. Get that other thing off your body. Now.”

Blushing, I started to slide my panties down my legs. They were a heap on the floor, and again, he snatched them up and threw them up in the garbage.

He stepped back. “Absolutely beautiful, just as I suspected. You’re the right one for me; the right one to be my little girl, Kitty.” I smiled, and let him devour my body with his eyes.

“As foolish as it is to cover up such a wonderful body, let me see you in this, my little girl.”

He handed me the nighty. I let it slip on over my body. It was as silky as it looked, it tickling my nipples as glided over my body. So soft, so nice I could definitely get used to this.

I showed it off to him. It was just long enough to not obviously show off what was between my legs, but not much longer than that at all.

It didn’t take long for him to grab my ass and pull me close, and following it up with another one of those delightfully deep kisses. I was lost in him. He was overwhelming, so much of a man, so much of everything. Even if it wasn’t going so far past the aspect of making out as it was at this point, it was hitting all the right buttons inside me, giving me what I was yearning for, asking for, wanting so much of.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to keep my hands off of my Kitty,” he said, breaking the kiss.

He took me by the hand, his grip tight and firm, one that said he was going to protect me and care for me no matter what was going to happen. Ty led me to his bed, huge and soft, and laid me down on it. His hand opened and slid down my body, using the garment to tickle me, let my nipples perk up underneath it. It felt as good as him letting his fingers caress my breasts bare, a wonderful sensation as he came between my legs. Still kissing me, he slid a finger past my clit, and into my slit.

“Knew you’d be as innocent as you appeared to be. Daddy’s angel. You were saving it for me, weren’t you?”

Again, I blushed. I had a feeling that my innocence wasn’t long for this world.

I shuddered as he flicked my nub and started to fuck me with his fingers as he led me along with that sweet, sweet kiss. I broke it to gasp, as he didn’t stop. He kept on going, watching me shake, watching me coo under his touch. Sure, I had touched myself down there before, but a man down there doing these things… it was so much more. I could tell Ty was hardly inexperienced, and knew exactly how a woman liked these things.

Waves of ecstasy traveled through me, and I watched as his smile only grew. Sure, there were many childlike things about what he was proposing. This here, though, told me he was completely aware I was a woman, and I had woman-like needs.

His eyes left mine as his head drifted down my body and parted my legs further, pushing my nighty up more. He kept a steady petting of my clit as he rained kisses down my body and over my legs, and then topped what his fingers could give me by laying a kiss right on my clit, and sucking on it hard.

Ty licked and sucked, his rough face brushing against my thighs as he did so. He massaged my thighs as he ate me, just spreading the joy of everything and anything as he continued down there. I cooed a bit louder, and arched my back a bit as he kept up his worship of me. His tongue was just as skilled as his fingers if not even more so and I was tossing and turning quickly under his control. I gripped the blankets of his soft king bed, and arched my back in response as he continued his dedication completely.

I was loving it. Everything he was doing. He had me where he wanted. I was panting, breathing, heavy, and completely ready to explode in utter bliss.

Then, rudely, he stopped.

He grinned as he rose up, staring over my body.

“No, not yet. You don’t get to cum until I do. Kitty, my little girl, we’re going to seal our deal simply. If you want me to be your Daddy, and you want to be my little girl, you will give me your virginity.”

He stood tall. Long ago he had done away with his jacket, and all that remained was that collared shirt that contoured his muscular body so well. “So, my Kitty, do you want to give Daddy your virginity tonight?” There was a brief pause. I always thought it’d be with someone I loved. A boyfriend, one I’d been with for months. Not someone who I met the same day, not to someone who I was now calling Daddy, and not someone anywhere near under these circumstances. This wasn’t a typical circumstance by any measure, but Ty Warren wasn’t a typical man. “Yes, Daddy. Please, show your little girl what it’s like.” That smirk. It only grew wider.

He began unbuttoning his shirt one by one, revealing the bare chest that was hidden underneath. He tossed it to the side, and then quickly shifted to undoing his pants, and letting them, as well as the boxer briefs that were hidden underneath, be pushed to the floor.

It was then I saw his masculinity. Strong and mighty, and I was suddenly having second thoughts about the logistics of our encounter.

Ty was there though. Back on top of me. Kissing me.

I knew that it would be all right. The way he interacted me, the way he caressed me, the way he touched me, I knew his words were nothing but true. He wouldn’t do anything that would hurt me. He wanted to bring me joy, not agony. Love was in his movements. It was a different kind of love than I expected, but it was love nonetheless.

He brought the head of his cock to the lips of my pussy, and teased them slightly. He slowly but surely began to push in. I was so aroused, and so much in need of stimulation at that point that I could tell I was gushing for him, aching for him, needing him, and ready for him.

I was so ready for him that there was barely any pain as Ty slid into me, even though I’d always heard it hurt. But I guess I was just so wet, and all those years of anxiety were gone just like that… all because of Daddy’s magic.

Instead, I felt a massive rush of bliss. God, it was so strong, so intense having him inside of me, making me feel foolish for having the slightest bit of doubt about him.

He held me tight as he began to fuck me, his embrace so overwhelming. He started slowly, letting me get used to him even more. “You’re perfect for me little girl. A perfect, tight fit. You’re happy to be Daddy’s little slut aren’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I muttered between gasps as he fucked me harder. Quicker. Faster. Every penetration bringing another level of sweet ecstasy to me. I called out for him. Louder. My voice wasn’t muffled and I was quivering around him, crying out, enjoying Daddy for everything he was going to do to me.