Scenes I'd like to see

I'm sitting at the dining table, which doubles as my home office during the day, reading my morning emails and getting ready for the manager's briefing due in a few minutes.

 

I hear the soft pad of your footsteps and turn, smiling, to see you emerge wearing nothing but one of my T-shirts, which falls down to the tops of your thighs, your luscious legs remaining bare.

 

You saunter over to stand beside me and I smile reaching to slide a hand up the back of your thigh and cup your scrumptious rump. "Morning gorgeous" I say.

 

You purr and run your fingers through my hair, bending down to kiss me. Then you move to take a seat on the chair at the edge of the table and look at me meaningfully.

 

"I'm horny." You declare.

 

I chuckle "You're always horny Beautiful."

 

You smile but lean forward, drawing one hand up your thigh. "Yea but I'm really horny."

 

I smile. "Why don't you go back upstairs and play then."

 

"But I'm horny for you Daddy." You say, biting your lip a bit, knowing you're supposed to ask permission to use the name.

 

I raise my eyebows, but seeing the twinkle in your eye, I don't rise to the bait.

 

"Not now Beautiful. I've got the managers call in a minute." I glance down at the emails, there's nothing particularly urgent. "After that I can take a little break."

 

"But I want you now Daddy." You protest, frowning, running your hands up your thighs and spreading your legs.

 

"Patience Beautiful." I say with a grin, knowing full well you don't have a patient bone in your body.

 

I open the diary link to the call and log on.

 

"Morning" I say to the three or for colleagues who are already there and wait as the rest start to pop in. We're on video so can see each other looking either bored, bleary or in my case mildly amused.

 

My boss starts the call and updates on what was discussed at the directorate management group earlier.

 

You sit across form me pouting. Then you grin micheviously and start lifting up the top, slowly, sexy and seductively.

 

I look over and very lightly bite the inside of my lip as your beautiful body starts to be revealed. You cup the bottom of your firm perky breasts and caress them enticingly.

 

I fix you a stern glare. And you just grin and slide your hands up to stroke your tits more boldly.

 

I shake my head almost imperceptibly sighing with a bit of exasperation as you lick your lips barely able to suppress a giggle, then lift the top over your head and toss it onto the kitchen counter.

 

I hear my name and then return my focus to the call, unmuting and start reeling off the update for my team.

 

You sit there, naked, stretching theatrically and then cup your breasts again and give your nipples a little pinch.

 

I manage to restrain myself from looking at you directly and maintain my attention on the screen as I continue my update.

 

You pout again and lean forward reaching out to stroke my hand which is out of shot, navigating my mouse as I bring up some figures to report on. I glance up and give you a look. You grin again and then give my pen a little knock, sending it rolling onto the floor.

 

"Oops" you mouth, and stand up, then turning to face away from me you bend down, keeping your legs straight and wiggle your bottom offering me an unrestricted view of your pretty pink pussy as you reach down to pick up he pen.

 

You're within touching distance and you stay bent over in the hope I might reach out and touch you.

 

I do my best to ignore the delightful display and complete my update, answering a couple of questions that come back in response.

 

You stand back up and put the pen down sharply on the desk giving me an impatient frown.

 

Then grinning you move your chair aside and kneel, crouching for a moment, stroking your pussy and caressing your breast, grinning cheekily before you crawl beneath the table.

 

Fortunately someone else is speaking as you arrive between my legs, stroking your hands up my shins, then round, back down my calves then up again and along my thighs.

 

I glance down, seeing your gorgeous captivating deep blue eyes staring up at me, glinting with mischief and excitement. I do my best to give you a stern look but can't quite stop my eyes from smiling. Then turn my attention back to the screen.

 

Seeing me look away you pout and redouble your efforts at distraction, running your fingers over my crotch, grinning as my bulge swells. Slowly and determinedly, you start to unbutton my jeans. Once open, you strike the soft cotton of my boxers lightly carassing my prick at first, then gripping it harder as it stiffens.

 

I'm called to speak and start giving my response. You smile wickedly and start to extract my cock from my shorts. I do my best to keep my voice level as you take it in your hand and raise yourself up on your knees to start kissing the tip, slowly and sensually running your tongue round the glans.

 

"So yes, it's Beautifuln hard, and getting harder but we're rising to the occasion." I conclude, muting my microphone gratefully as you cup my balls and start running your tongue down my shaft. I look down at you shaking my head almost imperceptibly as you slowly, sexily lap your way back to the top of my prick and then take my cock head into the your mouth.

 

I can't help but let out a slight gasp and scan the screen nervously to see if anyone seems to have noticed. Fortunately a tedious looking spreadsheet has Beautifuln shared for our perusal and so my expression goes unnoticed.

 

"When this call's over, you are in so much trouble Beautiful." I growl, trying to keep the edge of playfulness from my voice.

 

Your eyes twinkle with delight and you suck me down. Putting all your concentration into bobbing up and down, worshiping my cock with your mouth.

 

I sit back, sighing and let one had slip below the desk to stroke you hair. You purr round my prick and take me deeper moaning with pleasure as I start to apply a bit of pressure.

 

I grip your hair, guiding you up and down as the spreadsheet dissappears and I get asked a question. I have absolutely no clue what the figures were I was supposed to be commenting on so I blag a response trotting out some glib phrases and perfunctory shite that seems to satisfy my boss.

 

I mute the microphone again and shove you down until you gag, holding you there for a second before letting you up, tightening my grip on your hair and pushing you down again.

 

One of the other managers is waffling and there's lots of supressed eye rolling going on so I risk closing my eyes as I shove you down and hold you at your limit before releasing you and groaning a little as your drool runs down my cock. You gasp for breath and look up at me, Iicking your lips before taking me back into your mouth and bobbing up and down furiously devouring my prick with all the enthusiasm you can muster.

 

The waffling manager waffles on torturously, unnecessarily delaying the end of the call and I gulp as you swallow me right down, gently squeezing my balls. I bite my lip a little which only serves to enthuse you and I gasp as you slurp around my head, gently brushing it with your teeth, swallow me down again as far as you can go then come back up gripping my shaft with your hand and rubbing hard as you feverishly flick the tip of my prick with your tongue.

 

I grit my teeth. This meeting is clearly not going to end soon enough and I do my try to keep my face as unexpressive as as possible as I fill your mouth with my cum.

 

You moan with pleasure, holding my seed in my mouth, eyes looking up at me lovingly before you swallow it down and then slurp on my cock hungrily to draw in the last few drops.

 

Finally the call ends and I sign off as hastily as I can. I close down the window and shut the lid of my laptop then grab your hair and sliding my chair back I pull you out from under the table.

 

"You naughty, mischievous horny little minx. Are you trying to get me fired?" I ask, exasperated, my voice sharp and stern.

 

You grin up at me. "Don't tell me you didn't like it Daddy. " You riposte, licking your lips salaciously.

 

I shake my head sitting back down on the chair. "Get up here. Get your sexy little arse over my knee. I'm gong to spank the living daylights out of you." I growl.

 

You smile delightedly and hop to your feet, strutting round to lay yourself over me, wiggling your gorgeous peachy bottom invitingly.

 

"That call lasted 26 minutes. 26 minutes of wanton distraction. So thst's 26 good hard spanks I'm going to be landing on this beautiful behind." I inform you.

 

"Mmmm thank you Daddy. I need to be taught a lesson. Spank me good and hard Daddy." you entreat exitedly.

 

I stroke your luscious backside reverentially, delighting in the feel of your buttocks beneath my hand. As I draw my hand back, you moan sensually in anticipation, then yelp as I bring my hand firmly back down.

 

"One. Thank you Daddy." You say eagerly, your voice bright and playful. I draw my hand back and spank your buttock again.

 

"Two. Mmm yes, thank you Daddy." You gasp as the blow lands almost twice as hard.

 

I spank you again. "Three. Thank you Daddy. Mmmm." You moan as my fingers slide down to brush your noticeably moist pussy.

I run my fingers over it teasingly and then draw my hand back and start spanking you repeatedly.

 

"Four, five six. Thank you Daddy." You count, the pitch of your voice rising as each blow lands harder then before.

 

I stroke your sex again finding it wetter than before and run my finger down the dewy groove between your lips. "Mmm please Daddy." You whimper, trying to push your bottom up towards, my fingers.

 

I move my hand back and rain several heavy whacks upon your buttocks.

 

"Seven, eight, nine, ten. Ooo Daddy." You gasp as I pause the strikes and run my fingers down to caress your clit, eeking it from its hood and rolling my fingers around. I pleasure you for half a minute or so enjoying the way you sqirm, watching you lift of your feet, bending your leg reflexively.

 

I move my hand pushing your foot out of the way and flex by fingers a little before slapping your buttocks hard.

 

"Mmmm, eleven, twelve, thirteen. Oh Thank you Daddy." You gasp as I curl a finger up inside your pussy and start working it in and out.

 

My other hand strokes your hair and you hum with pleasure, pressing yourself into my touch both above and below.

 

"You know I've Beautifuln going easy so far." I tell you as I slip my finger out and draw back my hand back before bringing it down a good deal harder than any of the blows before.

 

"Uungh yes, fourteen Daddy" You explain, counting out the next three blows lustily and crying out with delight as I thrust two digits into your juicy cunt and start driving them in and out. "Mmm nng Daddy!" you whimper, as I finger fuck you hard.

 

I slide them out and you moan plaintivey, then cry out as I wallop your arse with as much force as I can muster.

 

"Eighteen, nineteen.oh fuck Daddy! .. Twenty. Ow it hurts Daddy... Mmmm oh Daadddy!" You wail as I work three fingers, into your sodden slit and pump them in and out vigorously, reaching under you with my other hand to grasp and pinch your perky pink little nipple.

 

I thrust my fingers, in and out and your moans grow louder. "Uungh Daddy.. Daddy, please can I cum Daddy?" You beg.

 

"No you fucking well cannot." I reply curtly, twisting your nipple hars and pulling my fingers out to spank you again.

 

I belt your bottom like there's no tomorrow and you cry out in anguished ectstacy, tears, running down your face as you count out the blows." Twenty one, twenty two. Ooooh Fuuuuck, Twenty three. Oh Thank you Daddy. Twenty Four. Please Daddy. Ooowww. Twenty five Daddy. Nnngh oh, Fuck twenty sex. Daddy! Twenty seven. I thought... Aaagh twenty eight, oh fuck twenty nine, thirty! Daaaddddy please!"

 

You look over at me eyes full of desperation I continue to rain down the blows ignoring my previously stated limit, crushing your nipple between my forefinger and thumb.

 

Your buttocks are red raw, rosily showing the inprint of my hand laid at different angles from the scattered blows. I ram my fingers back into your soaking hole and drive you to the edge again.

 

"Pleeeaaase!" You implore.

 

I just smile and start spanking your arse again. Landing two huge blows, on your buttocks, then start viciously spanking your cunt.

 

"Aaaahhh Daaadddyy!" You cry

 

"Have you learned your lesson yet?"

 

"Yes Daddy. Sorry Daddy, I won't distract you in a meeting Daddy." You whimper as I land a massive whack on your tender little twat.

 

I lift you up and stand myself, guiding you to the table, bending you down over my computer and driving my reinvigorated member between your swollen lips. I grip you by the back of your neck and pound myself in and out of your pussy.

 

"Mmmm yesss! Fuck me Daddy." You cry.

 

I don't need telling, and slam my cock as deep as I can inside you banging you up against the table. You reach out, and grasp the sides, pushing yourself back into me.

 

"Uuuunnh! Please Daddy! Please, please, please, please, pleaasse!" You beg.

 

Lucky for you, the combination of the spanking, the tightness of your pussy and the feeling of your juices practically pouring out of you have me near realease, so I relent.

 

'"Yes Beautiful." I say "Mmmmm Yes." I groan as I feel myself start to unload. I hold myself inside just long enough to be sure you are all the way there and as you shudder and scream my name I pull out, showering your rosy red buttocks with my cum.

 

I slip my cock back in for a few more strokes and then collapse back on to the chair panting, suddenly realising just how much my hand smarts.

 

I look at you smiling, loving the sight of your rosy cum splattered behind.

 

You lay on the table, whimpering, cum running down your thighs. You reach behind you, scooping some out of your pussy and moan with satisfaction as you slide your fingers into your mouth, slurping off our mingled juices.

 

"Come here Beautiful. Come and have a cuddle." I say.

 

You linger, making sure you've wiped up all the cum then scamper over to sit on my lap.

 

I gather you in my arms and kiss you tenderly, looking into your eyes with complete and utter adoration.

 

I smile to myself as a thought occurs to me. Next meeting, I'll be telling you to to get under the table.

 

I sit next to you for a moment, just watching you bound, blindfolded and helpless, squirming sexily in your bonds.

I reach over and take a strawberry and eat it nonchalantly, then take another and offer it to your lips. You part them with a little gasp and I lower the strawberry a little.  

"You can have it." I say softly. 

You smile and bite cautiously, nervous of catching my fingers and what the consequences may be if you do so. I have it held by the stalk so there is no concern of that. 

I let you swallow then trace your lips with what remains and bend down to kiss your sweet juicy lips, my hand lightly tracing the remains of the strawberry up your thigh. You moan into my lips and I caress your hair with my other hand. 

Then I move away chuck the stalk in the punnet and take another strawbery. I bite off the tip and ever so gently, brush the soft cotton of your knickers with my knuckle. 

You exhale deeply as I run the berry round your bottom lip, over your chin and down your neck towards your breast. My other hand strokes your inner thigh as I roll the strawberry round you areola, grinning as it puckers and your nipple stiffens.  

I eat the rest of the berry and then use my thumb to gently wipe the juice from your lip I kiss my way down your neck, your chest and lap your nipple. I reach for another berry, bite it then rub it over your other nip before bending down to suckle it.  

I squeeze the rest of the strawberry into your navel, moving down to slurp up the juice, my fingers tracing the cleft of your mound sensing dampness in the soft cotton that covers it.  I take another berry, pick off the stalk and slide the fruit from your navel downwards. I brush it over the outline of your lips, run it up and down your sex, eliciting a soft moan   I look at you squirming in your bonds, your lips parted, heavy breaths slipping from them and I smile. I slowly slide my hsnd inside your knickers gently stroking your clit with the berry then slip my fingers in deeper. I find your petals moist and open and I grin and push the berry inside. 

"Daddy." You whimper. 

I chuckle and take another berry. I slip it inside the soft cotton, trace it down and then press it in behind the first one. 

Your lips emit a soft gasp and I move up and kiss you. My hardness nestled against your sex I move agsinst you as our tongues entwine and you moan into my mouth. 

I kiss my way down your neck and over your chest taking kissing one nipple, then suckling the next, taking your nip between my teeth and biting gently, smiling as you utter a cute little sqeak. I lap your nipple and kiss my way downwards. My eyes locked on your blindfolded face, ears pricked for the sounds you make as I press my lips to your body.  

I reach your knickers, the white cotton showing just the slightest signs of pink, I smile at the thought of your tight young pussy squeezing the berries, their juices mingling with yours and I lean in, inhaling, drawing in your scent and nuzzling your mound with my nose. 

"Daddy!" You whimper a little more urgently and I grin.  I hook my fingers round the cotton and I draw the knickers down your thighs. Then as they reach your knees I move away. My hsnd stroking upwards, just brushing your mound and I eat myself a strawberry.  "Daddy!" You beg pleadingly as I casuslly caress your inner thigh. 

"I'm sorry Kitten, did you want one too?" I say innocently as you squirm, your body so patently filled with need. I offer the berry to your lips and you snap it from my fingers, swallowing it down. 

"Daddy!" "You half moan and half shout as the frustration starts to over come you. 

"Patience Kitten." I say, hooking a foot into your knickers and nonchalantly flicking thrm free of your sockless ankle. I move in and give your inner thighs a kiss then reach  across and take another berry 

"Daddy!" You snap angrily. The frustration spilling over. Your scowl, mostly hidden by the blindfold, your wrinkled nose and your pout at that moment is utterly adorable.  

I grin, reach up and give your nipple a firm tweak. "Ask nicely Poppet." My voice firm, almost surpressing the chuckle beneath.   

"Please Daddy." You whimper.  

"Good Poppet" I say, finally acquiescing to your need and my tongue flicks out and laps your clit rolling around it, teasing it from its hiding place.

I suckle on it as it emerges and then slide my tongue into your cleft easing the soft muscle between your lips just parting them slightly, then I return to your button. I kiss it hard roll my tongue around it and gently take it between my teeth, but I dont bite.  

"Daddy." You moan, almost a whisper.   I move down, my tongue snaking inside you searching out the berry. I bring my fingers into play, caressing your clit as my tongue moves inside you. You buck your hips, full of need, grinding your sweet litte cunt agsinst my lips and I chuckle and use my elbow and shoulder to push back your left thigh.  

I delve in deep with my tongue, my fingers moving quicker and I slurp out one of the berries swallowing it down before returning with vigour to search out the other.  

I find it, but its too deep. I move my mouth away and I slide in two fingers, my thumb rolling round your clit as I search out the fruit. I find it and start pulling it out, then push my fingers in and out, in and out as I mash your button with my thumb.  

"Daddy!" You cry. "Daddy, Daddy."  

And I scoop your the strawberry and smear it over your lips and push it into your mouth, you taste its sweetness, and the tangy bite of your desire.  

I move fluidly between your thighs. My cock driving inside you in one firm thrust.  

"Daddy!" You cry.  

I push you knees back and thrust deeper, harder.  

"Daddy!"  

I bend bend your legs over your head and slam myself in to the hilt 

"Daddddyyyy!" you squeal as your tight cunt clamps around me and your whole body shudders in the throes of your intense climax.  

I drive in deep and hard, pounding your pussy mercilessly, the full length of my prick spearing in with each thrust. I grasp one of your tits squeezing roughly, letting out all my pent up desire.  

You moan wordlessly and I drive in harder, sqeeze harder, pinching your nipple. I start moving frantically, grinding my hips against yours then driving back and forth with desperate urgency.  

"Yes Daddy. Yes Daddy!" You cry, sensing how close I am.  

I squeeze your breast again and you push your chest into my hand offering yourself, willing me to squeeze harder, which of course I respond to and as you cry out with anguish I slam in deep and hard, moving my hand to your throat, thrusting a few more times before groaning as I release and your cry changes pitch as another orgasm tears through you as we share that moment of joy.  

I continue to move back and forth gently as your pussy quivers around me and I lie upon you kissing you tenderly languidly rolling my hips still pulsing a little as you milk me dry.  

Eventually, I roll off, panting. I Iook over to admire you lying there in post coital bliss. Hands bound above your head, your eyes still blindfolded, your lips slightly parted curled up in a satisfied smile, your chest rising and falling as you regsin your breath, your legs spread lazily, your sex glistening and gradually filling with a thick milky pool of my cum.  

I smile and take one of the remaining strawberries and dip it in there, twizzling it around, coating it.  

You chuckle and moan a little in anticipation, smiling as I offer it to your lips. You snap it from my fingers sigh with pleasure as you get to taste my seed. I feed you a couple more in the same manner and then use the your discarded knickers to soak up the remaining jism.  

I kiss you softly, my leg, curling up over you nuzzling against your sex, my hand caresses your bosom lazily.  

I push up the blindfold. Our eyes meet and you smile at me with a look of complete and utter contentment.  

I smile back considering whether to bring up the top you left strewn on the floor, but for now I just kiss you again and lie there holding you. I stroke your cheek and then ever so gently curl my fingers round your neck. The look in my eyes, that action telking me what you you need to know, but still you want to hear the words.  

"Please Daddy, say it Daddy." You whisper.  

I smile and shift slightly, my grip tightening a touch, my eyes boring into you.  

"You're mine Poppet."  

I feel your body shiver as I growl. 

You smile delightedly and scamper upstairs. I grin, take the strawberries from the shopping bag, and follow you up. 

I find you waiting for me in the bedroom, on your knees again looking up at me with eager expectant eyes. I blow you a kiss and go to the bathroom, to open the strawberries and rince them under the tap. I let them drip dry and I can feel your eyes burning into my back, sensing your inpatience, your need. 

But in this sense you are a good girl, you don't call for me you don't pester. You know that would make be cross and you've already had one spanking. I take a clean flannel and fold it under the strawberry punnet to catch any residual drips, then I walk back into the bedroom and smile at you, pleased by your patient understanding. 

I put the strawberries on the bed beside you and look down. You look so beautiful, knelt like that, in those cute little knee socks, that short grey denim skirt and your pink crop top, stretched across your perky young breasts. You look up at me with those shining blue eyes, lips slightly parted breathing excitedly.  "Good girl" I say, taking a strawberry and offering it to your lips. Your little tongue darts out and rolls around it I chuckle and push it down a little into your mouth and nod. You smile and close your teeth around it, biting the sweet fruit away from the green stalk in my fingertips. 

"Do you like eating from Daddy's hand Poppet?" I ask softly. 

You nod. "Yes Daddy" 

I smile and take another fruit hiding it just above you. You move towards it and I lift it up a bit, away from you. You frown and wrinkle your cute little freckled nose, but you don't complain, you don't winge. I smile down at you and pop the berry into your mouth resting it between your sweet pink lips. You suck it it in and bite it from my fingers.  I stroke your hair, looking down at you lovingly.

"Let's loose the top shall we Poppet"

You smile up at me, and take hold of the soft wool of your top and lift it up over your cute pert, perfectly formed young breasts. You do it slowly, cupping your tits a little to hide them as you lift the jersey off. You're braless, as I often like you to be indoors so I can have have better access to your perky little nipples and give them a tweak if you need a little punishment or, more often as not, for my enjoyment.  You slide the top up higher, your eyes not leaving me, biting your lip a little as your reveal your cute young bosom. Then you start to lift it up over your head. 

"Stop there sweetie. I say when the base of the top has passed your mouth but your eyes are still covered. I take another strawberry and offer it to your lips and you shiver, and I know how much you like this, how it excites you when you can't see. I push the strawberry in and watch you bite it delicately away and stroke your cheek gently. 

"Okay carry on." I say, moving to the bedside cabinet as you pull the top the rest of the way off.  "Shall we play with this Poppet?" I ask, pulling out the pink, silk blindfold we keep in there. 

"Yes please Daddy." You smile excitedly.  I grin back and sit on the bed to pull my socks off and toss them in the wash basket.  I move, to sit behind you, and run my fingers through your hair. I take your chin, tilting your head back gently and offer another fruit to your lips. You snatch it flirty from my grasp using your teeth and I chuckle. 

"Turn around." I say, and you obey, pivoting round on your knees to watch me as unbutton my shirt. 

You cup your breasts stroking them sensually as I reveal my chest. Our eyes meet as I shrug the shirt away and toss it into the basket then stand up in front of you. Your eyes flick up to mine excitedly and I nod, and you grin and your hands move to my belt.  You loose the buckle and then your deft little fingers start to work on the buttons popping them open one by one. Then you slowly slide the jeans down my legs and help ease them over my feet as I step out of them. Your hands move to my thighs, sliding up them seductively.

Your eyes flicking up to me, silently asking permission.  I nod, and your fingers stroke the bulge in my shorts, your lips curling into a smile as you feel it growing to your touch, you caress it gently leaning in, nuzzling it. You know I prefer to be at least semi-hard when you reveal me. You lean forward and kiss my crotch and pull my boxers down, your eyes twinkling delightedly as my cock springs forth.

I sit down on the bed, and you move between my knees, pushing my discarded clothing aside. I make a mental note to admonish you later for not putting them, or your top in the hamper, but now is not the time.

Your hand takes my cock, stroking it lovingly, reverentially. I smile down at you, taking a strawberry and picking off the stalk and holding it at the tip of my penis. You lick your lips rise up on your knees, and eyes looking up at me, you start to take the fruit in your mouth. I slip my fingers out of the way and you bob down a bit, the strawberry popping into your mouth along with the tip of my cock. You roll your tongue around, moving the berrry around my glans, it's a bit awkward you can't quite work out what to do next. Your eyes flicker with concern that you won't do what's right.

I smile "It's okay Poppet, swallow it down, then you can swallow me." 

You smile back gratefully and move off my cock briefly, to chew and swallow the fruit, then you move back, and your little tongue darts out and laps up my shaft, circling my cock head then your lips part and you take me inside your wet, warm,  welcoming mouth. I sigh with pleasure as always, my sigh deepening as you take me deeper.

I smile down at you, stroking your hair lovingly as you bob up and down, my pleasure your only focus right now. I sit back and enjoy your delightful ministrations for a minute or so then gently stroke your cheek.  

"Enough now Poppet." I say.  

You move back, your eyes not quite hiding that look of disappointment, tinged with concern that you were doing something wrong that you usually have if I end a blow job before I cum.  

I smile warmly and reassuringly. "Slip off your skirt and hop on the bed Poppet." I say, patting it and that frown fades immediately.

You hurriedly wriggle out of the skirt and hop up excitedly, bouncing eagerly onto the mattress on your knees. I grin and draw you in for a kiss, then pick up the blind fold and slip it over your head, kissing you again as I slide it into place.

I slide my hand up your naked back, my thumb stroking the base of your breast and then gliding up to caress your stiff little nipple. I take a strawberry, place it into my mouth and then move you kiss you again. You chuckle with surprise as I pass it into your mouth and we almost lose it, both laughing as we try and rescue it, eventually getting it back in your mouth where you can swallow it down. 

I lean back slightly, still caressing your breast as I take one of the berries and eat it for myself. Then I kiss you again, the taste of the fruit on my lips.  

"Lie down Poppet."I say, moving back out of your way and shifting the punnet over. 

You shuffle further into the bed, and then, cautiously feeling for your position, you lay yourself down. I sit there just looking at you for a moment, eating another strawberry and admiring your beauty then I reach for one of your cute little knee socks and pull it slowly down, unable to resist giving your foot a very slight tickle as I pull it off.  You laugh and try to pull your foot away and I chuckle and grasp it and bring it to by mouth and give your big toe a little kiss before I set it down.  

Then I take the sock, unfurl it and move up the bed, one hand trailing over your body. Stroking your thigh, lifting up the skirt, teasingly skirting past your mound, then stroking your belly and cupping a breast again.  I take your arms stroking them, then wrap the long sock around your wrists and bind them above your head. I bend down, and kiss you, then place my mouth to your ear.  

"Can't see; all tied up. You're at my mercy now Poppet" I say, with a soft, low, playfully menacing growl.      

I return home from my trip to the shops and find you where I'd told you to be.

Your knees have shifted a little on the cushion I put down for you to kneel on, but other than that you're in the same spot I put you when I told you to stay there and not get up to any mischief till I get home. 

I smile and stroke your hair. "Good girl. Daddy'll give you a reward in a moment."

You smile delightedly.  

"Want some strawberries?" I ask, I heading for the kitchen.

You stand to follow me.  

I turn round trying to hide a different smile. "Did I tell you to move Poppet?" 

Your face falls "No Daddy but you only said to stay put till you got home."  

"Don't you answer back young lady or you'll be in trouble." I say, my tone firm, my face set, straining to hide back the grin that wants to break out.

I set down the shopping bags.  

Your bottom lip quivers but your eyes are twinkling. "I'm sorry Daddy." You say. "I didn't mean to be naughty"

I smile. "Come here." I draw you in for a hug. looking into your eyes and kissing you tenderly, my hands wandering.  You melt into me, sighing into my lips. I move back, eyes smiling.

"Now we need to do something about your disobedience don't we Poppet?"

"Yes Daddy." You say, your eyes looking up at me, biting your lip slightly. 

"Bend over and touch your toes." I instruct.  You smile and do as I command, your skimpy little skirt rising up exposing your cute little knickers framing your peachy behind. I smile down at you, holding your ankles, looking up at me between your legs. I reach between your thighs and stroke the soft cotton covering your mound.

You moan excitedly.  I draw back by hand and give your buttocks a sharp smack. Just hard enough to smart; not so hard to make you cry.  You yelp 

"Do you think you you need another one?" 

"I think so Daddy." 

I belt you again, making you rock on your feet. 

You whimper. "Just one more I think Daddy."  I spank you again, almost knocking you off your feet.

"Do you feel suitably admonished?"

"Yes Daddy." 

"Well that's alright for now. Stand up Poppet."

 "Yes Daddy. Thank you Daddy." 

"Do you think you can be good now?" 

"Yes Daddy." 

I smile and growl "Well, that's not what I need from you right now at all...Get upstairs!"