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.