Chapter 9

It was an interesting change hearing Candice talking on the phone now. Gone was her haughty and demanding tone, replaced by a meek and deferential one.

“Daddy? Can I see you? I miss you. I ... I’ve been a good girl, haven’t I?”

She actually had been. She didn’t hound me anymore. She didn’t send me non-stop messages or demand I stop by. She only responded when I contacted her. This had been her first self-initiated communication in a week.

“Are you wearing it?”

“Yes, daddy. I always wear it.”

“Good girl. I’ll come over in an hour.”

“Really? Thank you, daddy! Thank you, thank you!”

I said goodbye and hung up. Moments later I received a picture of her bent over, a shiny blue jeweled buttplug prominently inserted in her ass. The color matched her eyes. I chuckled.

I smiled as Candice lowered her head again, my cock sliding down her tight throat. My balls touched her chin and she lapped at them with her tongue. I groaned at the feeling of her throat clenching around my shaft. Anytime I got close, I’d pull her head up by her hair until only her tongue could lap at my cock. Once I’d calmed, I’d press her back down.

“God, what a good little slut you are now.”

She nodded her head and gurgled something, her throat vibrating my cock.

“I should have done this a long time ago.”

She gasped for air as I lifted her off my cock.

“Yes, daddy. I’m a good slut.”

I grinned as I pushed her down again, pulsing into her throat as I got closer.

“Here’s your reward. Drink up.”

I ground her lips into me as I pressed my cock as far as I could down her throat. She gurgled and gulped as I unloaded my balls. Her arms stayed behind her back as I spurted down her throat, running my fingers along her scalp and keeping her there. She didn’t resist, simply swallowing and licking until I let her go.

She gasped and coughed but stayed kneeling before me. Drool and cum oozed down her chin, but she smiled happily at me as she licked her lips.

“Thank you, daddy.”

“What a good girl.”

I don’t know what it was about her outfit, but it made me rock-hard. A tight button blouse was partially open, exposing her creamy tits with her pink nipples just barely poking out. Her short pencil skirt rode up exposing the tops of her knee-high tights. A tight black collar wrapped around her neck. Her golden wavy hair flowing freely was the cherry on top. She was my every wet dream from working in an office.

“Now, show me what a good girl you’ve been.”

She hobbled over the couch, laying her body over it and spreading her legs. She pulled up the hem of her skirt, showcasing her perky ass cheeks. She spread them wide, that dazzling crystal shining in the sunlight.

I ran the palm of my hands along her tight cheeks. She shivered and thrust back. I ran a finger along that jeweled plug, making her whimper. I slowly tugged on it, her tight hole reluctant to let go as she moaned into her cushions. It slowly came out, glistening with lube.

“Please, daddy. Fuck my ass. I’ll be your good girl.”

I smiled at her pleas, rubbing my cock along her puckered rosebud. She pressed back, slowly working my tip into her. She groaned, resting her head on the cushion.

I began to press against her, that tight ring smoothly sliding over my tip and then down my shaft. She moaned as the head popped into her and cried out softly as I slid further in. Her ring tightened rhythmically over my shaft as I fed more into her. Her walls were slick with lube, and I glided into that velvety tunnel, finally resting my balls on her engorged pussy lips.

“Ugh, daddy ... you’re so big. Ah, let me ... let me get used to it. Please? Daddy?”

I moved her hair from the side of her head so that I could lightly kiss her ear. “Such a good girl. Take all the time you need.”

She groaned again as she pulsed around me. “Thank you, daddy. Does ... does it feel good?”

“Very good, baby. Your ass is almost as good as your pussy.”

“Thank you, daddy. I just want you to be happy.”

“You’re making me very happy right now.”

She moaned as I slowly pulled out and then pressed back in. This was much better than last time. I slid in smoothly to the music of her moans. They grew in volume as I began strumming her clit with one hand. Her hips began to twitch as I rubbed that little nub.

“D ... daddy! I’m ... I’m going to cum! Daddy! You’re making me cum from my ass!”

“That’s a good girl. Cum all you want.”

She screamed as I plunged two fingers into her soaked pussy, her ass clamping down so hard I couldn’t move. Her knuckles grew white as she held her cheeks open, that tight hole trying to close over my cock. On and on she screamed until her body finally relaxed, her hole freeing me to move again.

“How was that, baby? Did you like cumming from having your ass fucked?”

“Y ... yes, daddy. It felt ... really good,” she gasped as I continued sawing into her.

“Is it still dirty?”

“No, daddy. I love when you fuck my ass.”

I grinned, slamming into her harder now. She cried out with each thrust, still holding her jiggling ass cheeks apart for me to watch my cock drive in and out of her tight hole. Her pulsating hole stroked me, driving me closer.

“God, I’m going to cum in you, you little slut.”