Spring Break Play

Day Three

Stan woke the next morning with his baby girl curled up with her back to his side. He stared at her for a time just enjoying the rise and fall of her breathing and the little sounds she made in her sleep. Sighing a little he gently got out of bed so he wouldn’t disturb her, stretching a little he walked into the bathroom to get dress. He dressed in a pair of loose khakis and a smokey gray polo shirt, foregoing socks and shoes for the time being. He then headed into the small kitchenette to making himself some coffee. While the coffee brewed, he went and got the paper that the hotel put by the door every morning and settling at the table with his coffee he began to read.

When Dara woke, she stretched. Finding herself alone in the bed she rolled, burying her face in daddy’s pillow filling her lungs with his scent. Smiling as she stretched again, she climbed from the bed going to find her daddy naked. Finding him at the table in the main room she smiled as she watched him read the paper for a little bit before walking over to him and placing a light kiss on his cheek.

“Good morning, baby girl.” Stan said without looking up from his paper.

“Good morning Daddy.” Dara said with a slight question in her voice.

Oh, Stan had seen her alright, from the corner of his eye he had watched her walk to him in all her naked glory, but he wanted to see what she would do.

Dara stared at Daddy as he continued to read the paper and sip his coffee. Well what did he want? She thought pouting in her head a little, she stood there thinking for a time, and all she really knew was she wanted Daddy to play with her. So, making up her mind and making a decision she took a breath, stepping back from his chair she knelt. Resting her ass on her heels and spreading her knees, she placed her hands palms up on her thighs and bowed her head and waited.

Intrigued Stan put his paper down and looked at his baby girl. And yes, they did have a Dom/Sub relationship as well as a May/December one. They had never been hard core in the BDSM lifestyle, they did and acted as they choose, and worked with what felt right and good. Now yes, his baby girl had knelt before him before, this just felt different today. Like she was asking for something else. Moving his chair closer so he could get a finger under her chin he lifted her eyes to his.

“What are you looking for baby girl?” Stan asked looking her directly in the eyes.

“Whatever my Daddy wants to do with me.” Dara replied staring into his eyes.

Stan stared into her eyes for what seemed like an eternity and the intensity had her wanting to squirm when her juices started to slick her inner thighs. Daddy had such a powerful gaze. It could make her go weak in the knees and breath within seconds. But she knew he was looking this time for any show of uncertainty. And he would find none this morning, she wanted this, anything that daddy wanted to give she would take with no complaint, she craved it.

“Alright baby girl, climb up on the table, hands and knees.” Stan released her chin and sat back in his chair.

Dara smiled a slow satisfied smile and slowly got to her feet bowing slightly to daddy before walking to the end of the table where Daddy had been sitting. Caressing the edge with her hands she glanced over her shoulder at Daddy winking playfully at him before climbing onto the smooth surface.

Stan stood placing a hand gently on her calf, stopping her when half her lower legs were still hanging off the table, so her pussy lips were even with the edge. Leaning in he bit her left ass cheek hard raising his eyebrow slightly when she didn’t make a sound or move.

“Good girl.” He praised rubbing the spot he had bitten before leaving her to go get a glass of ice before pulling his chair back over behind her at the table.

Dara moaned as she felt Daddy spread her hot wet folds, loving, and hating the light teasing touches, she wanted more or less she couldn’t tell. She gasped as she felt his thumb push against her clit, and release it making her whimper. Stan laughed as he squeezed her folds back together only to open them wide and take his first slow light lick from her sensitive clit to that quivering puckered ass hole at the back. He went back once, twice, and on the third time he sucked on her asshole causing her to stretch her arms across the table arching her back in ecstasy, and when he stopped she whimpered a pretty little pouty sound and daddy laughed against her flesh.

Indulging himself Stan worked his way slowly back down slurping at her juices, and sucking her clit milking it as she screamed trying to buck against him. Biting gently, he pulled her folds away as he sat back into the chair flicking them with his tongue before he released them loving the sounds of pleasure she was making. He slowly sat back keeping a hand on her ankle stroking it in comfort with his thumb.

When he saw that her breathing had somewhat returned to normal he released her ankle picking a piece of ice from the glass he placed his empty hand on her low back before sliding the coldness through her fiery hot folds, loving when she bucked against his hands trying to get away and trying to get more at the same time as the first piece melted he reached in the glass for more. Taking three this time he pushed one gently into her pulsing asshole, before working the other two into her clutching pussy letting them melt in her fire. Getting two more pieces of ice he sucked these int his mouth and set it on her quivering clit, sucking and licking switching between hard and soft pressure. Making her whimper moan and gasp over and over.

Oh my god Dara was quivering and pulsing, shaking and spasming. She couldn’t think, she couldn’t react. All she could do was feel, and feel, and Daddy was making her feel. Her pussy and ass were so alive, they were hot and cold all at once, and that pulse … over and over it radiated throughout her body making her strong and weak at the same time. When would it end she though, and no please never end at all at once, and when she felt Daddy reach for more ice slipping it between her folds and his mouth she exploded over and over she drenched Daddy’s face, the pulsing just went on and on. Gasping and moaning her mouth open in a silent scream. And she whimpered in protest as Daddy pulled away rubbing her overly sensitive flesh lightly with his hand before helping her move so her feet were back on the floor and she was standing leaning over the table where he started stroking her back. Petting her gently as she came back to earth.

Stan watched his baby girl as she slowly calmed rubbing her back, helping to sooth her shaking body. He loved when she gave herself so completely to him it was a special kind of high. But he wondered how she would feel later, because he was far from done with her this morning. Keeping his hand on her back he stood freeing his hard thick cock from his pants he stroked its length as he began rubbing the tip through her dripping folds feeling them quivering still as he brought it up to her puckered back hole he rocked his hips gently adding and releasing pressure against it but not entering sighing as she began to pant again. Not know how much longer he could last without cumming deep inside his pretty little sub Stan only poked at her ass a couple more times before sliding down and thrusting hard into her tight pulsing pussy.

Dara flailed her arms screaming in slight shock as Daddy entered her still overly sensitive core fast and hard, and she panted wildly moaning when he shifted and reached for her arms, twisting them back against her arched back so her hand gripped her elbows.

“Feels good, doesn’t it baby girl?” Stan asked gripping her hair causing her to arch her back even more.

“Daddy…” she gasped.

“How. Does. My. Cock. Feel.” Stan demanded thrusting hard with each word. His balls slapping against her clit.

“Daddy…” she said again this time it sounded more like a beg.

Daddy pulled her back by the hair, so his mouth was at her ear, and he cock sank deeper inside her body.

“That isn’t an answer baby.” He growled before biting her throat.

Dara screamed, her entire body jerks against his hold.

“Good, daddy.” She panted.

“Good?” he asked slamming into her three more times hard enough to move the table a few inches.

“Glorious.” She gasped. Whimpering when he smacked her hip.

“That’s right, my little toy daddy’s cock is your god.” And he fucked her then harder and harder grunting with every thrust.

Dara whimpered over and over as Daddy fucked her deep and hard, she could feel every full thick pulsing inch of his glorious cock, and his balls slapping against her dripping lips. And when she came again, she tried bending forward to find some relief, but he held her firm and all she could do was gasp and whimper riding her orgasm as he pounded harder and harder.

“That’s it baby cum for daddy, cum for daddy.” He was panting harder and harder. And his words set off another orgasm deep inside her he stilled before jerking his hips unloading his thick hot cream deep inside her clinching core.

Resting his forehead against her shoulder briefly Stan breathed deeply then keeping his still semi hard cock in her pulsing core he sat back into the chair with her in his arms. Releasing her hair, he helped her bring her arms out from behind her, and he began rubbing them to get the blood flowing again. And he kissed her hair wrapping his arms around her middle just holding her close. Smiling as she slowly lifted her hands to rest them on his forearm holding tight. And that is how they were when the knock sounded at the door.

“Enter.” Was all Daddy said holding baby girl tighter when she started to squirm.

“Stay.” He commanded biting her ear as the manager of the hotel came into the room.

“Um, good morning sir.” The manager coughed discreetly.

“Good morning, is there something wrong?” Daddy asked stroking a thumb along the side of baby girl breast.

“Um. No sir there isn’t.” the manager said staring at that thumb. He started slightly when daddy cleared his throat.

“Um, yes. So, we have a burlesque show that we do on Sunday nights, and we select a few of our higher paying guests to join us as a VIP. And we would like it if the two of you would join us tonight.” The manager couldn’t stop staring at her nipples as he spoke.

Dara smiled arching against Daddy.

“Oh god.” The manager choked.

“Forgive me sir.” He recovered quickly.

Stan laughed nuzzling at her throat.

“I think he enjoys staring at you baby girl.” Stan kissed just behind her ear.

“We would love to come to the show tonight, thank you.” Stan held a hand out for the envelope the manager had in his hand.

The manager walked closer to the table handing it to Stan as he stared at Dara’s body, gasping quietly when he saw that daddy still had his cock inside her pussy.

“Thank you.” Stan said taking the paper.

Then manager turned to go.

“Oh, would you do something for me before you go?” Stan asked.

“Of course, sir.” The manager said with his back to them.

“There is a set of clamps in the top drawer of the left nightstand, would you bring them to us?”

Dara laughed softly when she saw the manager shutter, and head for the bedroom.

“What do you think baby girl? Would you like him for breakfast?” Daddy asked quietly nuzzling her ear.

“Oh yes, daddy please.” She moaned shifting on his lap. Feeling him harden inside her.

Stan was shifting them as the manager came back into the room, placing baby girl’s arms behind her again causing her tit to thrust out in front of her as the manager got to the table.

“Okay so my baby girl would like your cream for her breakfast this morning.” Stan told the manager bluntly.

“We do aim to please, sir.” The manager said once again staring at her tits.

“Good, now put the clamps on her and feed her, her breakfast.” Stan commanded.

Dara closed her eyes, parting her lips with a sigh as the manager set the first clamp, and she moaned as he set the other opening her eyes to watch as he removed his cock from his slacks. Her eyes widening as he stroked his considerable length, and she licked her lips in anticipation.

The manager smiled at the woman’s response to seeing his cock, and he stroked it till a drop of dew seeped from its head before feeding it to her slowly. Fucking in a bit then backing off, over and over getting her mouth use to him, and when he had seated his entire length deep, he gripped her head with both hands and groaned when she sucked hard.

“Fuck her mouth.” Was all he needed from the man she was sitting on.

“Yes, yes,yes,yes…” the manager started chanting as he fuck that hot little mouth deeper and deeper and deeper until he gasped when she swallowed around him and he exploded in the back of her throat.

Moaning the manager watched as the woman held him in her mouth as she swallowed all his cum moaning and whimpering sweetly around him. And when he was spent he gently pulled out of her mouth watching her pant as a stream of saliva mixed cum fell from her swollen lips, and he couldn’t help it he gripped her hair again calming her mouth with his licking and sucking his salty flavor from her honey sweet lips. As she gasped into his mouth moaning as he felt her rock against him, and pulling back a little he smiled at her whimper, but gasped himself as he looked down seeing the man’s cock sliding in and out of her drenched pussy.

“Oh, yes daddy let him watch, no make him work.” Dara whimpered a soft demand.

“You heard her.” Stan laughed looking at the manager.

“Sir?” the Manager asked.

“Put your mouth on her pussy and suck.” Stan practically spelled out.

The manager smiled dropping to his knees, placing his hands on her thigh, and started lapping and sucking on her quivering pussy.

“YES…” Dara shrieked bucking against them.

Stan gripped her hips tighter, not too sorry for the fact he knew he’d be leaving bruises on her pale skin. Then he groaned when the man’s tongue touched his cock before slicking back up to suck on baby girl’s clit, and when she exploded around him Daddy came hard flooding her core so as he pulled her off the man kneeling in front of her drink both sets of juices.

The manager moaned as he finished licking the cream.

Stan smiled, but all he wanted now was to be alone with his baby girl.

“Go.”

It was all he needed to say. The manager gave one last lick before standing, tucking his cock gently back in his pants he pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket wiping his mouth as he bowed slightly, and left without a word.

Stan hugged his baby girl as they rose from the chair walking back to the bathroom. Once there Stan turned the tub on to fill with warm water, and scented bubbles. Running a washcloth under the faucet he began gently cleaning her inner thighs and pussy lips, rubbing softly keeping her on the edge as he did. When the tub was full, he shut the water off and removed the nipple clamps soothing each one with his tongue as he did before helping her into the warm lush water.

Stepping back Stan stared as his baby girl leaned back and sighed in pleasure as the water caressed her skin. Wanting it to be his hands on her skin Stan removed his clothing and gently pushing her forward he climbed in behind and wrapped her in his arms. And they lounged in the water.

Stan stroked her ribcage, teasing the underside of her breasts. Sliding down to tease her sensitive folds.

“Are you okay baby girl?” He asked gently.

“Yes, daddy.” She sighed snuggling against him.

“What else would you like to do today?” he asked hugging her close.

“whatever pleases Daddy.” She said.

“Oh, baby girl, you have no idea how much that pleases your Daddy.” He slid his hands up her inner thighs petting her lovingly.

She smiled moaning as she arched her back rocking her hips against his hands, then wiggling a bit she loosened Daddy’s hold on her and slid around onto her knees.

“Yes?” Daddy asked settling his hands on her hips.

All she did was smile at him as she move her legs, so she was straddling his hip, rubbing her pussy up and down his growing cock.

“And here I thought you said whatever pleases me.” Daddy remarked.

“Does this not please you Daddy?” She asked so sweetly.

“Oh. You naughty little minks.” Daddy chided gripping her ass and thrusting deep into her without warning.

“Oh, yes.” Baby girl gripped Daddy’s shoulders throwing her head back in delight.

Stan kept a firm grip on her hips rocking her slowly so as not to make her too sore. He took his time building up the suspense, and when she took that first glorious fall, he followed her spilling his seed deep inside her warmth.

Afterwards Stan helped her from the tub and dried her off being mindful of her sensitive skin, and gently massaged lotion into her smooth skin. Next, he led her to the bed where he held the covers back for her to climb under and following her in he snuggled in with her and they drifted off to sleep.

Stan woke sometime later with her still curled up against him sound asleep. He stroked a hand over her hip, he always loved petting his baby girl and even in sleep she responded so nicely, but he didn’t want to wake her just yet. So, letting her go he rose from the bed slipping on a pair of loose silk lounge pants and went to order some food.

Thirty minutes later a waiter was setting a light lunch of fruits, and sliced cheeses and meats with crackers on the coffee table. Stan was sitting on the couch going through some work documents he had brought with him when he heard the door to the bedroom open. Looking up he watch his baby girl step from the room this time in a short silk robe of deep purple, not that it covered much. The hem of the robe barely came down over her smooth mound, and the two halves just met in the middle of her body gapping enough to show off the swell of her tits, and her belly button.

Dara smiled at Daddy walking over to where the waiter was pouring a glass of wine, and winking at him she took the glass from his hand and started to bring it to her lips as she stared at the young man.

“Food first baby girl.” Stan chided from the couch.

She turned and pouted at him with her glossy lips.

“Don’t give me that look, I’ll turn you over my knee right now.” Daddy set his paperwork aside raising as he spoke.

“You had a busy morning and no breakfast. So, you need to eat before you drink.” Stan finished as he came up beside her petting her hip.

Dara smiled at the young man with a wicked gleam in her eyes and slowly sipped the deep red liquid loving the dark flavor as Daddy crack hand against her ass. One of Daddy’s hand took the glass from her and the other grip her hair pulling her head back.

“Daddy said not before you eat.” he growled in her ear.

“But….” She pouted again.

“I Know you know exactly what you’re doing baby girl.” Stan said as he set the glass aside.

“Next time why don’t you just ask Daddy form the spanking you want; you know I’ll give it to you.” He lifted he eyes to the waiter that was still standing there staring at them.

“Did you need something else? Or would you like to watch?” Stan smile politely over at him.

“Oh, no.” and he left the room quickly.

Stan pushed her over the arm of the couch as he heard the door close quickly, and with no warning he began spanking her ass hard. Once twice, a third time without a sound from her lovely lips. The fourth time brought a small gasp, five and six brought whimpers, but he wasn’t done.

“You wanted the Dom today baby girl, didn’t you?” seven and eight brought something a little more than whimpers.

“Answer me baby.” Nine and ten came with a crack and a squeal.

“Yes, Daddy give me the Dom.” She pleaded in a thready voice.

“Ten more then, and I want you to keep your mouth shut.” He watched she shutter and bow her forehead into the cushions.

Four more blows came, and when he didn’t hear a word from her, he took some time to finger her wet pussy, bringing her to that edge before backing off, and six more hard blows. He was back on the couch with her cradled in his lap, stroking her back in small circles with one hand while the other wiped the tears from her eyes.

“Now I want you to kneel beside me baby girl.” He said after a bit.

She gently slid off his lap and knelt on the floor at his feet waiting like a good little sub. Stan smiled down at her petting her hair as he gathered a piece of cheese, and meat placing them on a cracker he feed them to her by placing it at her lips. She ate the first one in two bites, and he feed her more switching between the fruit and protein. He knew she must have been hungry being that she hadn’t eaten all day and had let him use her very thoroughly. Hence why he wanted her to eat before she had any wine.

Stan slowly fed her the finger food making sure she got enough of the protein so they could continue their play if she wanted to, and he did have a few more things in mind, but he had let the day get away from them, and they were going to have to get ready for the show soon. After he felt she had gotten enough food he picked up the glass of wine and helped her sip slowly watching her throat work as she swallowed the rich dark red liquid. Smiling as it stained her luscious lips he set the glass aside framing her face with his hands he leaned in kissing her lightly savoring her taste mixed with the wine, when she closed her eyes and sighed into him gripping his wrists to hold him there he stood bringing her with him. And walked them back to the bedroom without taking his lips from hers. When her calves hit the edge of the bed Daddy broke the kiss, pushing on her shoulders so she fell back, and her robe parted as she fell exposing her body to his gaze.

“My beautiful girl.” He said as he removed his pants.

Spreading her thighs with his knees he took his cock in hand sliding the tip through her wetness as she opened for him then sliding into her tight hot channel inch by slow inch. When he had sunk all the way in, he linked his fingers with hers taking her arms over her head as he leaned in to place his mouth at her throat. Licking her pulse, he began slowly rocking his hip taking his time to torment her while he enjoyed the feel of her squeeze him oh so tightly. After a time, he could feel her pulse against his lips quickening, and she began to arch her body against his rubbing her thighs over his hips.

“Daddy please.” She begged trying to rock her hips.

“Please what baby girl?” he asked raising above her, pulling almost out.

“Harder. Faster.” She panted

“No.” was all he said as he slowly sank back into her loving her mewling protest. Then her gasp as he shifted going just a little deeper.

Torture, it was pure glorious torture, she wanted more, she wanted him to stop, and never stop. She was hanging on the blinding edge, but he wouldn’t let her fall. Her body tensed with need waiting and waiting. She mewled deep in her throat wanting, wanting. And as he pulled slowly from her again, she whimpered.

Stan looked down at his beautiful girl straining tensing wanting more, then he glanced at the clock on the bedside table, he was risking them being late for the show. Taking a deep breath, he made one command.

“Cum.” He slammed his cock deep into her core. Then pulled slowly out.

“Now.” Slamming in again. And was reward with her scream as she spasmed around him setting off his own orgasm, milking his cock until he was spent.

Allowing just a few minutes to calm Daddy rose from the bed pulling her with him.

“Come love, it’s time to get ready for the show.”

“Is it that time already.” She looked at the clock as he pulled her up.

“OH.” Was all she said and headed for the shower.

“No no, baby girl I want my scent on you the rest of the night.” He said with a wink. Handing her a dress of dark green silk that had no back, barely a front, and a slit in the skirt that showed more then it hid.

As Stan dressed in his suit Dara went to do her hair and makeup watching her Daddy in the mirror as she did.