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Daddy I Am Yours

Author: Lillith Mykals Kennedy
Fantasy
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Synopsis

Henry longs to hear a woman call him daddy. When he sees Thea at a local bar he knows she is the perfect little for him. Henry will make Thea his little no matter what he has to do to get her. Will Thea be a compliant participant or will things go wrong?

Chapter 1one

Henry POV

I sit at the end of the bar watching her. I have seen her in her many times, but tonight she looks ravishing. All I can think about is taking her home with me and making her mine forever. Her long red hair, her curves, she has everything I want. I wonder if she is into my lifestyle. Would she call me daddy? Would she let me care for her?

She gets up from the bar and walks to the back. I watch her ass shake in her short white skirt. I can see her panties. I want to spank her ass just for being out in the skirt. I wonder would she like it. Would she like a daddy to bend her over his knee and pull up her skirt? I can only imagine how soft her ass would be under the palm of my hand as I spanked her for wearing that whore skirt in public. Not my woman, not ever. I would never allow her to dress that way. Her ass hanging out for everyone to see is not acceptable.

I order another drink from the bar. She comes out of the bathroom and stumbles a little. She bumps into me. “I am sorry,” she says.

“It is okay. Are you alright?” I ask her.

“Yes, sir, I am perfectly fine,” she slurs at me.

She is definitely not okay. She is absolutely drunk off her ass. Silly girl, that is not something you should be doing alone. Some weirdo might take advantage of you. Someone could hurt you. Daddy would not like that.

“Do you need some help back to your seat?” I ask her taking her arm to offer assistance.

“No, I think I got it,” she says, jerking her arm away from me.

She walks back to the end of the bar and sits down. She orders another drink from the bartender. I cannot stop staring. She is so perfect. I order myself one more drink before I head out for the night. I look back to the end of the bar, and she is gone. Oh well, maybe I will see her again. I really want to make her mine.

I walk out of the bar and go to my car. I unlock the car and get in. As I drive away, I see her, very drunk and attempting to get in her car. No, I cannot let her do that. I pull over beside her car.

“Hey, why don’t you let me give you a ride?” I say to her.

“Why?” she asks me.

“Because you are very drunk and do not need to drive,” I say to her.

“Fuck off!” she screams at me.

I reach into the glove box of my car, and I grab a syringe. I get out of the car and put my arms around her. As she fights me, I stick the needle into her arm. She is out like a light. I put her into the backseat. I grab her purse and her keys to take with me.

I reach into the backseat and buckle her seatbelt. I have to make sure she is nice and secure for the ride home. I throw her purse and keys into the front seat. I get into the car, but I check her purse for a cell phone before I drive away. I locate the phone. I pull out the sim card and turn off her phone.

I drive a few miles before I toss the sim card out the window. She is sleeping as I drive. I check on her occasionally as the drive back to my community is long. She snores the entire trip. I am sure the mixture of alcohol and my cocktail I gave her will keep her out for a while. At least enough time to get her secured in my house.

I pull up to the gate and enter my code. The gate opens, and I drive my car into the community. It is quiet this time of night, just the way we like it. I pull up to my house and hit the button for the garage door. I pull into the garage. She is still out. I open her purse to go through it thoroughly now.

I take out her driver’s license. Thea Madison age 21. I knew she was perfect. Birth control, lipstick, condoms, oh, she is a whore. Well, I will fix that. She will not be a whore now. She will be only mine.

I get out of the car and toss her purse. She won’t be needing anything in there anymore. I open the backdoor to my house. I set my keys on the kitchen counter. I go back to the car to retrieve my prize. I take her out of the backseat. I carry her to her new room.

I open the door to her new room. She smells like smoke and alcohol. I need to bathe her first. I lay her on the table and start removing her clothes. The small white shirt, the tiny skirt, and her panties, I remove and toss in the garbage. I cannot help myself; I have to touch her as I remove her clothes. She is so soft. I lean down and kiss her lips, but she does not respond. Her breasts are firm and perfectly round. Her stomach flat as my hand slides down her body. Every inch of you will belong to me. I know you will be compliant for daddy.

I need to bathe her, but there is no way I can until she wakes up. I put a diaper on her and slip a tee-shirt over her head. I kiss her again before putting her to bed. Tomorrow is a big day for us, my little Thea. I lay her in the bed and close the top, locking it so she cannot escape.

I go back to my room to masturbate while thinking of her—my Thea, how I have longed for you to be mine, and now you are mine forever.

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