Daddy Pet Novels & Stories

Daddy? She feels like a naughty girl who is jumping on her daddy's lap, she is a feverish slut for this man who is fucking her mercilessly. She never called a man daddy during sex, but the dirtiness of the idea makes her insides pulsate around his cock. "Oh! You are squeezing me so hard." He groans and smiles at her arrogantly. "Are you gonna come, babygirl?" "Ahh, yess.." She breathes out and clenches her hands on his shoulders, looks at his eyes. "I am gonna come, daddy! "

"Oh yeah, Daddy, fuck hmm, so good!! You are a fucking me beastly Daddy," "You bet I am. Who would not turn into a beast when fucking this tight pussy of yours, but guess what? Oh shit, this fucking tight pussy is mine alone!! Yes!! you are squeezing me so hard, fucking ease up if you don't want me to pour all my seed deep inside you!!!" "Yes, Daddy, fill me up with your cum, you know I love it when you do!!"

After I spoke, my father seemed momentarily taken aback on the other end of the line, then his tone turned excited. "My darling, you've finally come round. In Silvermoon City, you can study and explore, and you can even look for a partner. I've already contacted Carlson Bennett from the Blazing Sun pack. He has a strong bloodline and is about your age, and you'll both attend the same academy. "Charlotte, it's not wrong to want romance. But the right person matters. Give yourself a new chance." Hearing my father's words made my tears flow again. In my past life, he had also tried to persuade me, but I wouldn't listen. In the end, I wasted my life away.

He has dark hair and light skin and cheekbones that sculpt his perfect face. Daddy is sweeter. His dick is smaller than Master's but just as effective at wrecking me. Daddy has dark brown skin like mine and black short hair that he braids on his head neatly. He's so beautiful too, he always praises me and is soft and gentle with me. Daddy always smiles and calls me his good boy and gives me rewards. "What a good boy you've been," Daddy says as he pets my hair. I whine and rub my head into his hand as I pull at the ropes holding me spread eagle on the bed. I can feel the wet patch between my legs from my pussy.

I want to pout and complain but I won’t. “Wait, Daddy? What is with that Daddy all of a sudden?” He is smiling, his lips pressing against my neck teasingly. “Well, Kitten, as much as being called Sir makes my hand twitch, Daddy makes me hard.” Smiling at him, I can’t stop myself. I am going to get in trouble today. “Is that right, Sir? Do you like to be called Daddy more? Well, I guess if you like being called Daddy, I will be the perfect Kitten for you, Sir, and call you Daddy”

“You are coming home with me tonight. And every night from now on. I want you to be my full-time little pet. Sleep in Daddy’s bed. Wake up to Daddy’s cock. Be spoiled and disciplined and loved exactly how you need.” I nod, overwhelmed, tears spilling over. “Yes, Daddy. Please.” He smiles, fingers tracing the collar. “Good girl. Now let’s go home so Daddy can fuck his pet properly in our bed—no rushing, no interruptions, all night long.” And as I follow him out of the office—collar hidden under my blouse but burning warm against my skin—I know without a doubt I will never be just his assistant again. I am Daddy Alex’s desk pet.

He was wearing nothing but boxers, stretched out casually next to Joyce, scrolling on his phone. When he saw me, he wasn’t flustered in the slightest. Instead, he deliberately draped one leg over Joyce’s body. "Woah, if it isn't the violent maniac? Joyce already told me that I can live in this house as long as I want, and throw anything that belongs to you away! "I'm her daddy after all, so it's only natural I take care of my daughter." I nodded calmly and walked to the bedside. Then I yanked the blanket away.

I can’t face him. “Father, I—” “I want you to make this easier for me, Alyssa,” he patted my cheek, his eyes pleading. “Alpha Duncan is my best friend. His pack is the safest place you can be right now. He might look cold and aloof on the outside, but trust me, he’s the warmest person you’d ever meet…” he paused and sighed. “And he’s the only one I trust enough to take care of you.” Are you sure about that, Father? He’s threatened to kill me twice.

His face was like stone, his sharp eyes focused on the village roads as they started to get busy. "Why are you so quiet? Still mad about last night?" Lona whispered. She felt bold. Her hand began to crawl higher, inching toward his groin. She could feel his thigh muscle, hard as a rock beneath her palm. "Didn't you say you were good at disciplining things that were out of place? I’m feeling a little... messy, Daddy. I think I need you to fix me." Lona let out a soft giggle, feeling like she had the upper hand. She was sure Revan was about to snap, just like all the stepfathers before him. She kept stroking his leg, occasionally giving him a little pinch.

“I’m going cr‌azy, Daddy.‍ It’s only been two days and I’m already broken. I nee⁠d your cum. I need you to breed me again.” Marcus joined the call, his f⁠a⁠ce⁠ filling a smaller wind⁠o‍w. H‌e was in h‍is car be‌t⁠ween meetings.‌ “Holy shit, look at he‍r‌. Such‍ a‍ needy pregnant‍ cumd‍ump. Pull that plug out and sho‌w u‍s how s‍loppy you ar⁠e‍.” ‍