Daddy Pet Novels & Stories

I was the PREDATOR, and she was my PREY. Father wants us to have her sexually, and I'm pleased with that even though I'm still against the matrimony pact. “…I and my son wanna have you, you will be our nooky PLAYTHING and nothing else!" My father asserted, his face stern and indifferent. It was a bolt out of the blue for Gabrielle as she widely gasped, shrinking!

Yff whimpered when he saw his master coming. "Yff!! Papa is here... look, look at me, tell me… what can you see? Huh?" Seth came running to hug Yff and hold him like a baby and rub his head. The poor dog was pestered by his unemployed father. "Arf! Arf!" "Baby, Papa wishes to see your daddy, Papa doesn't want to endure it too. Sigh, Wish I could erase everything and program your daddy’s heart to love me... but I can’t, right? I don’t want a robot. I want my alpha."

Jessie Lio: My mom's not coming. My father is dead, and my stepdad is a jerk. So, he won't be coming either. He crosses his arms over his chest with a petulant frown. Lucian Slater: Well, I'm not gonna let you stand here by yourself all afternoon. Lucian shakes his head and stands up. Lucian Slater: I'm Lucian, Gael's daddy, and he wouldn't want me to leave you out here either. He shrugs, but just then, the car door opens, and Gael hops out.

I always feel dirty in the end and I am no whore. "I want to have a taste of your cunt later" he whispered huskily in my ear. I gagged inwardly and pretended to be turned on. I was getting fade up from babysitting this old fool. I bit my bottom lip and giggled. "Whatever you say daddy." Calling him pet names always turns him on. He spanked my ass making me gasp from the pain and shock. "Go, it's getting late." I hummed in response. The poor man seemed to care a lot about his son and I've heard that it's the reason he started this organization in the first place.

Before now, my Daddy has always given me everything I wanted, even when it seemed infeasible to others. When I was ten, I watched the movie, Aladdin, I became fascinated with tigers. My fascination came with an obsessive desire to have a pet tiger and my father got it for me the moment I asked for it. Giving my father the best puppy dog eyes I could muster in my rage filled state, I tried my luck one last time. “Pretty please, Daddy. Just do this one for me." My father takes his gaze from his paperwork, stares at me eyeball to eyeball and whispers a “No."

Especially when he got them situated, then patted her mound. “Daddy, did you just pat my pussy as though it had done a good job?” “Of course.” “Daddy!” “What? I give credit where credit is due. It’s a very good pussy. I’m going to pet it and tell it that.” Lord help her. “Now, let’s get this onesie on you, some painkillers into you, and then you can have a nap.” “I donts need a nap.” The large yawn she’d just finished might have made that a lie.

Hello ya'all, author here. I am glad to announce that season two of Daddy is a rich CEO will be out soon, but not to worry, it's not about Alec and Natasha, those two needs to enjoy their love life. I will be glad to hear your opinions on it, as I am debating either Emily's story, or Zoey's story first, whichever you think you love best, let me know.

His eyes caught one and he asked, “How about we play, ‘just dance’ together” Curtis looked at him with wide eyes. Uncle Adam never liked that game and said it was because he didn’t know how to dance and meeting his daddy for the first time, he didn’t look like a man who could dance either so the suggestion amazed the little boy and he asked, “Daddy, can you dance?” “Yeah, Daddy can dance very well,” Cooper was quick to respond since he danced with his father a lot during birthdays and even with kid games such as these.

"You are right, Cupcake but they are panties for girls like you. They are vibrating panties but it's not for you to test out tonight. Daddy is going to put it on you whenever you are being a bad girl and then daddy is going to take you out to a shopping mall and watch you tremble without being able to moan out in the middle of a mall" "That sounds... Sounds wicked" I whispered even though my pussy had got wetter at the visualisation of me being unable to moan out loud and begging daddy to take me away to somewhere I can let go. "Of course, daddy is wicked to bad, naughty girls" he groaned and reached for his clothed dick, running his hands over it for a few seconds. I gulped down lustfully.

“Which one gets to soothe this pretty ache, kitten?” My answer came out desperate, immediate. “You. Please, Daddy, I want you.” He smiled, slow, wicked, proud, and leaned in to brush his lips against mine. “You’ll get all of me, baby. But first…” He circled the dildo once, teasingly. “You’re going to show me exactly how bad you want it. Give Daddy a show. Fuck yourself with this while I watch.” Heat flooded my cheeks. “I—I’ve never—”