A BabyGirl’s Fantasies

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⚠️ Heavy Sexual Themes Ahead From Here On Out

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Brattiness, something Daddy doesn't tolerate, not a single bit. I had been very naughty lately, about a week now. It had started off with simple separation anxiety I always go through and the huffiness as a result from it, but it quickly turned into something more in my control. I wanted a rise out of Daddy, spark up that certain temptation within him.

I knew I'd get punished soon, but if I'm being honest with myself, I'm craving the punishment. Seeing Daddy's eyes take on a certain gleam, the raging flame behind them staring deeply into my own and pinning me in place with the dominance. His hand wrapping around my throat, squeezing just right to make my ears ring, wanting to bend his bratty girl over his lap and spank her straight. It gets my most sensitive spots tingling and wet with desire.

Daddy has a meeting in a couple of minutes, baby girls are allowed in the non important meetings, like today's, which means I get to sit and be near my Daddy. I had laid out on my bed the night before the frilly dress and the white stockings I'd wear during the meeting today. The stockings reaching just above my knees, hugging the soft skin of my thighs perfectly.

I slightly jump as the door to the play room opens, Daddy's tall figure leaning against the doorframe.

"There's my bratty Kitten." I could hear the smirk within his deep tone, the sultry sound caressing my skin and causing my thighs to press together. I smile softly, Daddy shutting the door and locking it behind him before he approaches me. I twirl around for him, knowing he loves when I show off my pretty dresses to him. I giggle as his lips rise in an amused smile, his hand reaching up to capture my chin.

I inhale the masculine scent of his cologne coming off his wrist, the deliciousness mouthwatering to me as my eyes close in bliss. His fingers grasp my chin tightly, tilting it upwards to face him, his body pressing flush against mine. I whimper slightly, his eyes roaming my lips down to my neck and finally to my bulging chest.

"You've been a bad girl, little one. But you know that." The deafening tone behind his sternness sends pleasurable shivers down my spine, his lips inching closer to mine. "Do you know what I'm going to do to you? How I'm going to punish you?"

I shake my head no against his hold on me, the lump in my throat proving to me of my inability to speak up at this moment. He chuckles lowly, his hand shifting from pinning my chin upward to gripping my neck. A moans slips in through the gasp, my core already soaking my silk panties.

"Daddy–" I whisper, my hand reaching up to clasp his wrist. He tilts his head to the side, his eyes boring into mine as I squirm around with need. The pressure releases from my neck, a breath drawing into my lungs and feeding the flame between us.

"Take them off."

"Wh–what?" I scrunch my eyebrows, the smirk finding its way back onto his beautiful face. He takes his left hand out of his pocket and reaches up to graze my bottom lip with his thumb.

"Take. Them. Off." He says sternly, his firm green eyes pinning me with their intimidation. My quivering fingers lift up the hem of my pink dress, lifting just enough to reveal my panties. My legs squirm as he raises a single eyebrow, depicting his impatience with me.

"But, Daddy." I whimper, my body vibrating with need, knowing I won't be satisfied in the ways I crave.

"Kitten. Don't make Daddy tell you twice, or your punishment will be unbearable." His face moves closer to mine, his hands shoved deep into his pockets to refrain from touching me. I jut my bottom lip out, my fingers hooking around the silky material hugging my hips. I maintain eye contact with my handsome Daddy, his green eyes darkening by the second as I slowly slip my panties off.

"You are to attend this meeting with me." He states as I rise, my knees slightly buckling as my head becomes fuzzy. "On my lap."

I gasp and look down at his suit pants, the material different from his usual smooth wear. I shake my head no, staring at the textured pants that will soon be rubbing against my bare nub.

"Daddy, I can't. It'll be too much."

"Enough. This matter isn't negotiable, it is your punishment and you'll take it. Unless you'd like me to shove your favorite toy so deep inside your soaking cunt, you'll be coming hard every minute within the hour." I whimper and finally comply with his orders. He grips my wrist, yanking me out of the room and storming down to the conference room down the hall.

The silence hits my buzzing ears, Daddy walking us to the large chair situated at the end of the table. He instructs me to sit on his chair as he gathers his laptop and notes for the meeting. He places a coloring book in front of me and my crayons, the pictures inside ocean themed. My favorite!

I squeal, bouncing in the chair, and quickly skim through the coloring book to find the right picture I want to color in. A baby dolphin and sea gardens? Nu. A shark and little fishies around him? Nu. A pretty mermaid with sea flowers in her hair and a pretty baby dolphin below her? Yes!

I open the cardboard box and begin to color her hair with a red crayon, the room quickly fills up with the fellow Daddies. I straighten my back and cross my legs as Daddy's firm voice speaks up and introduces the topic for today's gathering, my core already tingling with intense need. I quietly let out a shaken breath, my hips slightly circling as I squirm in my chair.

"Stand up a bit for me, Kitten." Daddy's husky voice in my ear makes me jump a bit with the suddenness of it, his hand coming down to rest on my waist. I continue coloring with my red crayon, focusing on the mermaid in attempts to distract me from the growing desires. Daddy takes a moment on the chair, his hand on my hip as I concentrate on staying inside the dark black lines. His fingers give me a light squeeze, signaling me to sit back down.

I suppress a moan and my bare lips down below come into contact with something hard and heated, my thighs quivering and tingling with need.

"Take it like a good girl." He whispers huskily in my ear once again. I purse my lips, the whimpers slowly rising as I sink down on his pulsating length. I cough in attempts to cover a surfacing loud moan, my walls tightening around him with the action. His arm around my waist tightens, a small smile forming on my lips in victory. He should get a taste of his own medicine.

Daddy soon begins to talk to the unsuspecting Daddies around us, the coloring book distracting me from the feeling of fullness deep inside me. I grip my crayon tighter as Daddy purposely bounces me on his lap as he reaches forward to something one of the Daddy's is showing him, the traveling tingle feeding the small coil building inside me. I rotate my hips slightly, my body craving the sensations his hard pulsating length creates as it rubs up against the right spots in me. I lean back against Daddy, my eyes shutting uncontrollably as my body vibrates with pleasure.

"Don't you dare make a sound." He groans into my ear, slightly moving his hips with mine, the feeling intensifying as his tip touches the tender spot deep inside me. "Do you understand me?"

I nod slightly as an answer. My shaking hand colors a streak outside the lines of the mermaid's hair, a single tear of pleasure traveling down my cheek. I quickly wipe my eye, a second too late as one of the Daddy's had already noticed.

"Are you okay, little one?" The Daddy sitting to our right speaks up, concern laced in his tone as he leans forward. I hiccup, a whimper leaving my lips. I press my fingers to my lips to silence myself. Crap I'm done fore now.

"I-I'm okay. I just colored o-outside the line and now my pretty m-mermaid is ruined." I pout and stutter, the hiccups not helping with the building pressure in my stomach.

"She's still perfect." The Daddy smiles gently before pulling away in understanding.

I attempt to concentrate on my breathing as I color, the coil building as Daddy continues to sneakily thrust into me.

"Meeting dismissed," Daddy calls out after a few minutes of the pleasurable torture. I gently lift myself off the thick length filling me up perfectly as the others around the room pack up their stuff, completely oblivious to the pleasure torture just under their noses.

"Ooo," I gasp as Daddy suddenly shoves me back down on his length, the entirety of his thickness deliciously stretching me out. I curl my fist around my mouth, clearing my throat into it as some of the Daddies snap their heads to look at the flushed little across from them.

"Glenys seems to be coming down with a cold, don't you think, Alexei?" One of the Daddy's addresses mine. I rub my eye as Daddy chuckles behind me.

"Is my kitten not feeling good?" He leans closer to me, his arms tightening around my waist and pulling me closer to him. His hard and warm chest pressed flush against my back.

"I'm okay." I say, rather too quickly. "I feel..good." I swallow as my arms erupt in goosebumps.

"Kitten feels good?" Daddy whispers into my neck so only I hear the lustful rasp in his voice.

"Have a good day, gentlemen." Daddy dismisses the rest as they leave the conference room.

"Jeremiah, do me a favor." The last Daddy in the room stops at the door handle and turns to address my Daddy.

"Anything, Sir."

"Lock the door behind you."

Daddy Jeremiah looks between us for a moment, my gaze dropping back down to my coloring as I press my quivering thighs tightly together beneath the table. He clears his throat and quickly shuts the door behind him.

My heart thumps against my chest as the weight of the atmosphere crushes me with its pressure, the seconds ticking by. I let out a shaken breath before Daddy pushes us up and off the chair. My face suddenly pressed down against the smooth wood of the table, my hands pinned roughly behind my back.

"What did I say about making a sound, Little girl?"