روايات وقصص ضمن My Heart Belongs To Daddy

At that moment, seeing all that come leave my Daddy's cock and spread all over me made me come again instantly. Still shaking, Daddy fetched a cloth to clean his come off me. 'Yes.' He said softly. 'You are Daddy's girl. You belong to Daddy.'

In a clear, sweet voice, she began: “My Daddy is the best Daddy in the world, He gives me warm hugs when I feel sad, making me feel safe. With him, our family is finally complete, And I’m the happiest girl in the world, because my Daddy is by my side. My Daddy is my hero, He’s there to catch me before I fall, always protecting me, With his love, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world, And I’m so proud to say he’s my daddy, every single day. I love you, Daddy.” As Ella finished the last line, Ryan was already rushing towards the stage, tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Then please come in." I looked at Mommy first before going into Daddy's ward. My hands were shaking with tears that had blocked up. there are several tools attached to Daddy's body. I don't have the heart. "Dad ...." With tears I could no longer contain, I grabbed Daddy's arm and held him tight. "Daddy must survive, Mr. Chiko has got a heart donor for Daddy." My lips trembled as I saw Daddy who was weak and helpless. Daddy smiled thinly, but there was implied sincerity. "Say thanks to Chiko from Daddy, Na. He is indeed a good man that's why Daddy hopes you can side with him." Daddy said in a halting voice, making me even more heartless.

“This greedy little cunt is Daddy’s property. Say it louder. Let me hear how wrecked you sound for me.” “I belong to you!” I sobbed, louder this time, the words breaking apart as he pounded me mercilessly. “I’m your good girl—your dirty little slut—fuck, Daddy, you’re so deep I can’t—ahh!”

The toy inside her pulses steadily, relentless in its own rhythm, a cruel counterpoint to the sting of leather across her skin. “Who do you belong to?” I snarl, striking once more across her ass, harder this time. “You!” she cries out. “I belong to you, Daddy!” I grab her hair again, forcing her head back. “Louder.” “I BELONG TO YOU, DADDY!” I drop the whip to the floor, my breath as harsh as hers. I press in close, my chest against her back, my hand sliding up her throat, choking her gently. “You’re fucking mine,” I growl. “Not the club’s. Not the crowd’s. Not your fantasy. Mine.”

My breath catches. “For you,” he adds quietly. Silence falls between us…..heavy, painful, and real. “And if he fought this hard to survive until now…” my daddy continues, his voice softer than I’ve ever heard it, “…then he’s not giving up in there.” I look up at my daddy in genuine appreciation. My daddy doesn’t sound like a mafia lord. He sounds like a father trying to hold his daughter together. I close my eyes, holding onto his words like they’re the only thing keeping me breathing.

Kinda. "Oh, baby, you can bruise myself for all I care, and I won't mind." Dario held her chin, tilting her head up to make her look at him. The difference in their build so obvious. "As long as it's you, I won't mind. There's no need to be all shy with me, mi corazon. I am your Daddy after all." [My heart] Madie blinked and blushed, like she was a ripe tomato. She was sure that she was a vegetable now. Or a clown with red cheeks, since her Daddy kept on laughing while looking at her.

“You’re going to take me so well, baby. I’ve waited half my life to breed this pussy. Say thank you to Daddy for waiting. I came with his name on my tongue and his hand around my throat, and I knew I’d never belong to anyone else again.

Standing firm and unmovable, I held her arms tightly, making every attempt she made to move futile. “You really are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you?” I mocked before I continued. “But don’t try to tame me or you might regret it,” I added, and she began to sob. I was surprised by her sudden change of emotion. Does she want to make me feel guilty or what? "Please, Daddy, please let me go," Stephanie pleaded, the word unexpectedly sending a strange sensation through me. She had never called me "Daddy" before, and hearing it from her somewhat turned me on and made my dick stand out at full attention, painfully straining my pants.