Be A Living Work Of Art...

You will wake up dreaming about Daddy's cock and will be unable to turn away from it. You will go about your day knowing that Daddy's cock was in your mouth that morning. Every word that slips from between those lips that were wrapped around Daddy's cock will be good and sweet. Every time you look in the mirror you will envision yourself naked, on your knees, with Daddy's cock in your mouth. You wish you could stay that way, forever, sucking all your sustenance from Daddy's cock, and become a moaning shivering extension of it, a tentacle reaching down your throat and overwhelming your mind, your body a mere pleasure organ for Daddy. You can't wait for it to be again between your lips, sucking or cockwarming, unable to speak, just the occasional moan, while Daddy gently fingers your holes.

When my baby is standing at attention in her usual loungewear around the house.

Front and back photos of babygirl...

Stay until I call you; silent until spoken to; quiet your mind and await my touch.

when you know I can squeeze at any moment, but choose to only tease

when kitten needs some attention

You are so safe with daddy.

when it turns out the waitress had a daddy thing and calls you after her shift

Daddy's toy. So small that I can easily hold you down with my weight, hold your wrists when you struggle, and force your legs apart.

"Daddy, I can't move"

And when I have you immobilized and am fucking you with abandon, and you come for me: "That's a good girl."

me and who >_<