Daddy’s Pet Novels & Stories

Daddy was awake and looking at me, I said, "Mr Pinky just isn’t happy in my room, he wants you, dad." Then I was back up on the bed and putting Pinky between Daddy's legs. I noticed him watching me with a sort of different look on his face. But he said nothing and I laid down on his cock again and started petting Pinky. At first, it was soft, but hardly any time went by at all, and I could feel it getting hard. Daddy never said a thing, I was in heaven!! I felt his cock swell and get hard, it was pressing right against my cheek and I would move my head towards Pinky and back again, and I could feel the lump in the bed. I bet I got to feel Daddy's cock for at least 5 minutes while petting Pin

Then she ran her tongue along the head slowly, savoring the tension in his thighs as he fisted his hand into her hair. “Is this what you wanted, Daddy?” Chloe asked, stroking him. “You wanted me on my knees for you, didn't you?” She traced him again with her tongue, kissed the tip and slowly ran her tongue around it before stroking him with the same intensity again. “Chloe,” Harvey's voice came breathless. “Tell me what you want, Daddy,” she stroked faster. He let out a rough groan, then found his voice to whisper, “Open wide for me.”

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.

“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.

I smiled despite myself. “I need to stop at Yoda,” Mom suddenly announced. “What for?” “I need to buy pasta.” “We have three packs at home.” Dad said. “I know.” “So… why are we buying more?” “Because I want to.” Dad sighed dramatically. “Amanda, we’ve barely picked Sierra up.” “It’ll only take five minutes.” He shot me a helpless glance in the rearview mirror. “See what I live with?” I laughed. “Just drive, Tony.” With the long-suffering patience of a man who had clearly lost this argument many times before, Dad flicked on the indicator and took the next turn toward Yoda Mart.

He had this day all planned out before his father knocked on his door and ruined all of his plans. “Sorry son,” he’d said, smiling apologetically, “I need a bit of help today. It shouldn’t take too long, I just need you to pop round to one of my clients and check on a few things.” “But Dad,” Tom had replied, his heart sinking, “I had plans for today.” “You can see Stacey later, Tom. This is important.” Tom sighed. “Sure thing, dad. I’ll get right on it.”

Chapter Four The rhythm of the affair had become the only reliable constant in the house, and every departure of my mother’s car from the driveway sent the same immediate current through my body. I tracked her shifts with the same quiet precision Daniel did, and the moment the engine faded, the waiting began. Sometimes he found me within minutes. Sometimes the delay stretched until the need had grown so sharp that I paced the hallway outside the guest room with my pulse already heavy between my legs. Either way, the lock turning behind us sealed the rest of the world out and left only the heat of his skin and the heavy stretch of him filling me until there was nothing else.

“Right from the club, I wanted to lay naked here and take your cock. Can I taste it?” “You want to taste my cock?” his hands drums along my thigh, tracing invisible lines, making my dick weep. I nod eagerly, letting a whimper fall from my lips. “You want to take my cock in your mouth and suck it like a desperate little slut?” I’m scrambling to my knees when I let out another whimper. There’s nothing more I want right this instant. “Yes daddy.” I say when he doesn’t say anything else. Some things never change, he still hates to repeat himself.

But I was not that shameless and I would never act outside of his orders. I finally managed to produce an answer, a breathy, almost whispered answer, "I have had a great day….. so far… daddy.. " The word rolled off my tongue so salaciously, it was obvious in my tone that I was not referring to him as a parent, but referring to the darker side of him that wanted to claim my virginity. "Tomorrow morning I want you to visit the east wing and welcome my new prisoners, I have already instructed Helzieb to prepare their cells. I trust you will make daddy proud." He breathed onto my neck, and kissed between my shoulder blades.

"I hate how work kept me from going. But, you have me now. I'm all yours, Daddy." "I sure do, fuck. What am I going to do with you?" "Before you claim every inch of me, Daddy, I would like to claim your cock first." "Oh, baby. Mmm, Daddy would love that very much, but I would like to claim you first because Daddy misses you the most."