Please Me, Daddy Novels & Stories

Familiar electricity jolted my body again. “Now, don’t get mad and stop shouting at me. I already provided you with the answers you wanted to hear. Please don’t be jealous, baby. You, calling me daddy, is better than babe,” he muttered.

The old man said and smiles at me which I find now super creepy. Fuck! Even if he gives me all his assets I still don't want to be his boy for a month. I don't need his money. Until now, I still have the black card that Luciano gave me and I can use it and spend it whenever I want. I didn't use the black card though and instead of living like a rich kid, I did a part-time job as a waiter here in La Lena Cafe. I’m trying to live my life as simple as I can be. I want to experience a normal teenager’s life. I want to spend all the money that I really worked for. I don't know but I feel an insurmountable joy and happiness at the thought that I am using my hard-earned money and it's not coming fr

I begged, voice breathy and needy. He chuckled darkly, nipping my earlobe. “Beg properly, baby. Tell Daddy exactly what you want. You know I love hearing dirty words from that pretty mouth.” I whimpered in embarrassment, but the ache between my legs was too strong. “I… I want your finger inside me. Please, Daddy… slide it in. I’m so wet for you.” “That’s my nasty little girl,” he growled, rewarding me by pushing his thick middle finger deep inside my soaked pussy. He curled it immediately, stroking that perfect spot while his thumb continued rubbing my clit.

“Where do you want it?” “In my pussy, Daddy. Please.”

Making me cry like a baby. “Ahhhh, Daddy! Please…” I cried out, my voice trembling with a mix of desperation and overwhelm. He paused just enough to look at me, eyes dark, breathing heavy. “What is it?” “Please… slow down,” I whispered, tears catching in my throat. A smirk curved at the corner of his mouth, dangerous and taunting. “Are you kidding me, sweetheart?” His tone was low and rough, the kind of voice that made my heart pound faster even when my body begged for mercy.

he asked, his voice taunting now. She nodded, unable to speak. “Then beg.” “Please—please—Daddy—turn it off—I can’t—I can’t—” she gasped. But instead of pulling, he pressed it harder, smirking while glaring into her eyes. Her scream cracked through the air. “AHHH—DADDY—please—I’m—ahhh—it’s too—!”

"Help us! Please!" The children screamed through their tears. "Daddy!" "Daddy, please come!" The man's desperate voice came through the speaker. "I'm on my way! Do you hear me? I'll be there soon! Just hold on. I'll save all of you." I watched his panic with amusement. "That's enough," I said. Michael ended the call. Silence settled over the room once again. I lit my cigar and drew in a slow breath before letting the smoke drift lazily into the air.

"Fuck, Daddy, you're so good, please." "Mmm, baby girl, tell me what you want. Daddy loves you so much. Tell me." "I need your cum inside me, please, Daddy. I love you." "That's my girl. Beg Daddy for his cum. Daddy loves hearing you beg for him." "Please, my pussy's hungry for Daddy's cum. I'm your only cum bucket." "Shit, baby, that's it. Oh, God, Daddy's going to come so hard for you. Are you close to coming for Daddy, kitten?"

day. I'M SORRY, DAD!

“Do it. Whip me, daddy.” Tbc.