Her perfect plump mound opened in front of him. He stared in wonder at the pale inner flesh, and the glisten that told him she was wet — she was turned on.
He smiled to himself.
She liked having her breasts bound. She liked being turned over his knee and having her plump tushy soundly spanked — and maybe she liked this too — being spread out and opened in front of him.
He was in heaven.
She’d called him Daddy and seemed delighted by everything he said and did.
A sweet, tender little morsel like this was responding to his touch with shivers and half-hidden moans of pleasure.
How could he stop now?
He opened her thighs wider, loving the way his hands were sinking into her soft flesh. He squeezed and massaged her thighs, enjoying the yielding softness of her. But he couldn’t resist her pussy for long.
A thumb on either side of her outer lips and a little pressure and she was opening wider — her inner self utterly exposed to him. He gazed at her puffy inner labia, seeing the bump of her clit, and the tight entrance to her virgin hole, all glistening and wet with her need.
The little minx liked what he was doing — she was turned on by this. She really was his perfect counterpart — a naughty virgin little who wanted to be dominated, in that caring, stern way only a Daddy could do.
But he was a doctor too, and he was going to examine her fully.
He checked his gloves and picked up some lube. She was wet enough not to need it, but it was always a good idea.
Slicking it over the fingers of one hand, he looked down at her, spread wide, open for him, unresisting.
She smiled at him. “What are you going to do to me?” she asked, her voice breathy. Then she added that word to the end that made it so hot. “Daddy.”
It made his heart swell and his cock harden up in equal measure. Yes, he was her Daddy and she belonged to him and he didn’t know if he wanted to hug her or fuck her more.
He smiled back at her. “I need to examine you, inside. Just to check everything is all right.”
“Will it hurt, Daddy?” she asked.
That word again. Was she doing it on purpose to make him harder — to make it impossible to resist her? “Maybe, a little. But I know how to make it feel good too.”
“Yes, please. Make it feel nice,” she asked, as if she was turned on too.
Hell, this cutie-pie was driving him wild.
“Then put your hands here. Keep them playing with these. It’s important for your circulation.” He placed her plump, soft hands on her bound breasts, and had her toy with her own nipples. She looked so sexy — the perfect mix of innocence and temptation.
She bit her lip and said, “Like this?” as she pinched and pulled at her puffy little nipples.
“Harder,” he said, not able to resist.
She did, and moaned, her mouth opening.
For a second he was transfixed by that noise and the sight of her perfect pink tongue. Would she moan if he pushed his hard cock between her sweet lips? Would she suck hard?
He gave himself a surreptitious rub. Damn. He hadn’t been so stiff for so long in years. He was almost in pain now.
Could he get his cock inside her, under the guise of some medical exam?
“Daddy’s just going to put the light on here, to see you properly and then check you inside,” he murmured.
He angled the light down and switched it on. She looked amazing.
But she turned her head away. “No. Don’t look at me. Not the light. I’m too… Too…”
He frowned at her. “Don’t say it. Don’t you dare say anything bad about yourself. You are curvy and sexy and utterly beautiful.”
“I’m not.” Her face crumpled as if she was going to cry again.
Without thinking, he smacked her hard on her plump mound.
Her squeal of shock distracted her from crying.
“Daddy will spank you if you say silly things.” He slapped again, loving the way his hand felt on her soft, yielding pussy mound.
She moaned. “Yes, yes, spank me, Daddy.”
Who could resist those words? He slapped her pussy again, and then with his other hand he reached up and slapped her bound breast too.
Hell, he could do this all day, listening to her moans, seeing her soft skin jiggle and redden under his hands.
“Oh, oh, yes,” she moaned, pushing her pussy up at him. Was she going to come — from having her mound spanked? He smiled.
Not yet. Not yet. She would have to wait a while longer.
He spoke to her sternly. “Now. Say it. Say ‘I’m beautiful, and perfect just the way I am.’ Say it now.”
She opened her mouth and breathed. “I’m beautiful and perfect just the way I am.” It came out more like a question, but it was a good start.
But now, he needed more.
He had to feel inside her. He slid a finger gently into the opening of her pussy.
He pushed again. She was tight. Maybe she even had the remnants of a virginal hymen. But his finger slid into her, and she clenched down on him. It would feel amazing on his cock.
“Is that okay? Daddy’s finger is right inside you.” He twisted his forefinger around, caressing her G-spot.
“Mm, yes,” she said. Her voice sounded nervous but she pushed against him, forcing his finger deeper as if the naughty little minx wanted more. Well, he would give her more.
He slid out his finger and tried pushing two inside her this time. She moaned a little, but kept edging toward him, as if she wanted both fingers to penetrate her.
Three then? He tucked his fingers together and applied a little more lube. She would feel this. Her tight, tight tunnel would have to stretch to take all three fingers.
He pushed in, harder, a little rougher, knowing she wanted it.
She gave a gratifying whimper but didn’t complain.
She was still tugging hard on her nipples, as if she liked the pain. Her bound breasts were pink and swollen now too. They must be hurting her — he needed to untie them. But not yet, not for just a little while yet.
Four fingers. Could she manage it? He squeezed them into her, hearing her moan. Maybe he was going too far. But it felt so good to push her to the limit, so see what she could take.
He knew how to take her mind off any pain she felt. He squirted a few drops of lube onto her clit. With his other hand, he circled her little bump, watching her face.
Her eyes widened and she moaned again, looking almost shocked. “That feels good!” she exclaimed.
He wondered for a second if she had really never touched herself down here. Didn’t she know the pleasure that lay in store for her?
“Keep playing with your nipples. Harder,” he told her.
She looked so wanton, so wrong, all splayed out, her breasts bound, her nipples tugged by her own fingers, her pussy taking all four fingers. Could he fist her? A virgin? It had been a filthy fantasy of his for so long — but now it could actually come true.
He shook his head, shocked at himself, but he was already pulling out and lubing up his entire hand. He was going to try.
He tucked his fingers and thumb together and eased them into her tight little hole.
She groaned as he pushed in harder. He couldn’t get his entire hand in… He pushed harder, really stretching her, his other hand teasing at her clit.
“Oh, oh, yes,” she moaned, as if she liked it.
He leaned into her and shoved hard, and his hand slid inside.
Hot damn. He was right in her.
He groaned at the sensation of his entire hand squeezed by her tight muscle walls.
How could she take it? But she was. And she was moaning in a mix of pain and pleasure that was just an encouragement to do more.
He moved his hand inside her, twisting it around as she groaned. Her plump belly bulged out even more. He left her clit for a moment to press down on her belly, feeling the pressure of his hand inside her.
“Oh, that’s big, it’s too much,” she said, her eyes wide.
He returned to her clit, still circling it, still keeping her aroused without making her climax.
She relaxed again, and he felt the slight easing of the pressure on his hand inside her.
Moving it around, he flexed his fingers open and closed. Then he cupped her cervix. Yes, that was plump and well-forward too, as if it was ready to be impregnated.
He squeezed it, caressing it, touching the little hole in the center. Spunk in, and nine months later, a baby would come out — nature was wonderful. And she would be the perfect baby-momma.
He caught himself thinking about her — his little, all dressed up in a cute pretty dress, sitting on his knee, but with a big pregnant belly too. Those titties would get even bigger, and she would blossom completely.
He groaned, lost in his day-dream, fisting his virgin patient as he toyed with her clit.
