Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant 소설 & 이야기

“But we always have dinosaur nuggets . . .” “Which is why they’re your favorite!” Dante’s watching me again with that look that says he knows I’m deflecting but can’t quite figure out why. “We could do a proper dinner instead,” he suggests. “Somewhere nicer than fast food but still enjoyable for kids.” “That’s really not necessary—” “They have the koi pond,” Dante says, and I watch in horror as Daxton’s entire face lights up. Fuck. “THE KOI POND?!” Daxton is vibrating again. “The restaurant with the BIG FISH that you can feed?!”

Now the world felt like it had cracked open just slightly—enough to let something unfamiliar seep in. Crystal sat on the low stone wall near the marketplace, legs swinging back and forth as she watched the village buzz with activity. Drums echoed faintly from the square. Vendors shouted prices. Children ran past her in clouds of dust and laughter. And there he was again. The daddy stranger. He stood near the elders, tall and unmistakable, his presence commanding without him trying. His clothes were too clean for the village, his posture too straight. He listened more than he spoke, but when he did speak, people leaned in.

This place did not suit him and it was not a place for him to be at. "Nevermind." With a stone-cold face, Jack started to pull some tissues out to wipe the table and cutlery. 'He really dislikes this place but forced himself to stay.' Naomi curled her lips into a smile and felt warm and touched. She knew Mister Daddy was accommodating her. "Hello, what would you like to have today?" The boss came over with the menu. Naomi looked at the menu with excitement. It had been a tiresome and intense day for her. She wanted nothing else than to enjoy her dinner and relax her soul.

Daddy challenged. "Easy. We'll call mommy." Ameera replied. "We don't need to go that far princess. I am just joking. Don't call your mom." Daddy replied immediately. We all snicker while dad scowl at us. "Where to first?" Daddy ask. "Lunch!" All five of us shouted. Daddy roll his eyes and I hear him mutter. "Of course food first. Why did I even ask." We went to a steak house. To the waitress astonishment we ordered two rib eye steak each. She incredolusly looking at daddy saying are you shitting me? but daddy just ignores her.

Longer than his usual replies. Dear Daddy: ‘Damn, baby girl. If that's the case, I'm glad. I'd love to give you your first orgasm. As many as you want.’ My entire face burned. Me: ‘So when are we meeting?’ Dear Daddy: ‘If you're comfortable, we could do this weekend — the special suite at Fantasy hotels, or my place. Whatever you prefer.’ I thought about it for only a second. At the other hotel, ID would be required. There would be people around. I didn't want anyone knowing anything about me or this night but at least I wouldn't be completely alone in an unfamiliar apartment with a man I had never met.

Jessica leaned in slightly from the side, trying to catch the low words, brows knit in confusion. Father and son stood locked in a silent, furious staring contest like two predators sizing up who would blink first. No one refuses to back down and Dante clearly wasn’t going to let anyone have their way with him or Aurelia. All of a sudden, Dante’s phone vibrated sharply in his pocket. He fished it out without breaking eye contact. Vladimir. His best friend and the only person he could trust in this twisted world and his political family. He swiped to answer, already lifting it to his ear. Before he could speak- Vladimir’s voice cut him. “Dante.”

Hidalgo stood to his mighty feet and my anxieties knew no bounds as he got to us, nuzzling his hand in my red long hair as if he was feeling the texture. These men were lust-hazed in Hunger. Désire. Carving. Darn it! Both father and son imprisoned me intensely and enthusiastically, jailing my body possessively and offering me no vacuum to breathe! Gosh!!! “Daddy!” I hysterically cried out, burning sensation and adrenaline submerging through 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 someone who I was now calling Daddy, and not someone anywhere near under these circumstances. This wasn't a typical circumst

My father had once told me that aside having a business relationship with your clients and business partners there shouldn't be any other thing. 'Some fucking people are not to be trusted!' those were his words. But this I don't know how it surpassed business partners and turned to a close friendship. He drove us to one of the city's most luxurious expensive restaurant in the fucking city, it had varieties of Spanish, Italian, Mexican, Chinese.....even African foods too. You name it. I think that was why its named 'ciudad de orìgen' _hometown_

“We’re attending a private business dinner with several of my top associates. You will sit beside me, smile politely, and behave perfectly. I will control the toys the entire time. You are not allowed to come without my permission. If you make any noise or draw attention, the punishment at home will be long and strict.” I swallowed hard, nervousness and arousal mixing in my stomach. “Yes, Daddy.” The dinner was held in a private room of an exclusive restaurant. There were seven other powerful businessmen seated around the long table. Daddy introduced me simply as “Ava, my companion.” I sat beside him, back straight, trying to appear calm and composed while the thick plug stretched my ass and