Daddy and Little One Ch. 15

Daddy rotated the monitor to face him and tried to focus on it and Little One at the same time. He kept her centered on the screen as she began to turn back to the camera. Little One stopped with her profile to the camera and held her dress against her breasts with cupped hands. She turned her head and smiled at Daddy, across her shoulder. Daddy lost all thought of the monitor and stared at Little One's lips. She had never looked so seductive and wanting in all the time she had been with him. He reached down and straightened his cock in his pants. Little One's tongue slowly slid over her bottom lip.

She turned to face Daddy and let her dress down over her nipples, exposing her breasts and let it slip down over her hips. Little One lowered her head and watched Daddy through her eyelashes.

Daddy was frozen to the spot, but his chest was rising with slow deep breaths. Does she know, how beautiful she is, he thought. She had never acted like this before. The camera had an effect on her he had not anticipated, but he liked it. Daddy thumbed the remote to bring the camera in close for a shot of her wet lips. Little One couldn't see the monitor but took the cue and licked her lips again. The dress fell to the floor and she stood there holding her breasts, her nipples showing between her fingers, in only the thong and heels, with the white lace socks. Little One laced her fingers in her hair and picked it up off her neck. She twirled again, this time without direction and made another half turn, her back to the camera. She arched backwards and let her hair fall over her shoulder blades.

Daddy swallowed and his mouth felt so wet he thought he was about to start drooling. He suddenly felt the taste of her from the night before. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down over the round globes of her ass. The ivory lace formed perfectly to the contours of her hips, bridging the cleft of her ass and popped against the back of her thighs. Little One bent at the waist and pulled her panties down her slender legs, stopping with her fingers at her ankles, her brown anus and reddish pussy lips turned up for Daddy's delight.

She slowly slid her hands up the inside of her legs, to the hollow of her thighs. She stepped out of her panties and again turned sideways to the camera, her head down and hair almost touching the floor. Little One stood up, whipping her hair into a fan and sat down on the bench, her knees together and turned to the right. She laid back on the bench with her hair off the end, raised one knee and put her heel on the bench. Little One seemed lost in her own world until she turned her head and gave Daddy a mischievous smile.

"When may I see my pictures, Daddy?" she asked. Her voice brought him out of the trance she had put him under. Daddy swallowed and took a deep breath.

"We can pick some right now, if you like, Little One," Daddy said. He turned the monitor to face the bench and sat down next to Little One. She sat up to put her hands around his arm and rested her chin on his shoulder.

"Did you enjoy the picture show, Daddy?" she whispered in his ear. "I bet I know what your favorite part was." Daddy turned and kissed her gently.

"Little One, you are sitting on my favorite part," he answered. Little One giggled and laid her head on his shoulder.

"I thought so," she said and giggled again. Daddy fingered the remote and Little One appeared on the monitor, sitting in her ivory dress. The image froze and a small red ring appeared in the corner. Daddy pressed a button and the ring became a solid red circle.

"Any screen with a circle will be our picture," he said and put the remote in Little One's hand. "Press the red button when you want to make a picture." Little One watched her self stand and twirl. She pressed the button every other second, as she watched the monitor replay her performance.

"Daddy, is my bottom really that big?" she asked.

"Your ass is perfect, Little One. Just look at it," he answered and laughed. Little One watched herself pull her panties down and bend over. She had never seen her self from this angle, even in a mirror. Only Daddy could see this view. She wondered if Daddy would pose like this for her. I bet he would if I was with him, she thought.

When the screen showed Little One lying on the bench, Daddy took the remote and the screen became tiled with the images Little One had chosen. Daddy highlighted a close up of her face and it filled the monitor.

"You take a lovely picture, Little One." he said. Daddy stood up and adjusted the monitor position, to have a better view. "I want to print this one. The paper is in my study. Do not touch any of the equipment," he said as he left the room. Little One looked at the monitor. The image was fuzzy since Daddy adjusted the angle. She stepped closer and the image was worse, the colors were washing out.

Little One tried to move the monitor to get a better angle, but it was stuck. She turned the swivel lever on the stand and pulled on the monitor again. It slipped out of her hand and flipped forward. Little One jumped back as the monitor and its stand fell towards her and hit the floor.

"What happened?" Daddy said. "Little One, Are you alright?" Little One looked up to see Daddy standing in the doorway with a package in his hand.

"It just fell, Daddy," she answered and crossed her arms across her breasts. She suddenly felt very naked and self conscious. Daddy bent down and picked up the stand. The monitor swung loose on its swivel mount. Daddy flipped the lever back to the lock position and examined the monitor. Little Ones smiling face was still on the screen. There did not seem to be any damage. He picked up the remote and ran through all the screens and satisfied everything was working, her turned to Little One.

"Little One, did you loosen this lever?" he asked quietly. Little One choked and tried to answer. She swallowed and felt her face get cold. She felt cold all over. She wanted to speak, but her teeth were clenched. She was thinking yes, but couldn't form the word.

"No, Daddy," she finally said. "It just fell." She suddenly felt very hot. She had lied to

Daddy and there was no way to change it. She stood there with her mouth open, trying to get her words back. Daddy sat on the end of the bench and held out his hand to her.

"Come here, Little One," he said sternly. Little One closed her eyes and crouched slightly, her arms still crossed over her breasts.

"Please, Daddy. No. I'm sorry," she whispered. "I didn't mean to lie."

"Little One, you disobeyed and lied," he said. "I will not tolerate this behavior." Little One slowly stepped to him and laid across his thighs. She tried to hold her hands flat against her hips, but they trembled and would not be still. Little One tried to breath but felt paralyzed. Daddy seemed very angry. His hand curled in her hair and pulled her head up. Little One closed her eyes and waited for the sting of his hand on her ass, but instead she felt a gentle hand on the small of her back.

"Little One," Daddy said calmly. "You disobeyed me and then lied to me. I must punish you. Do you understand?" Little One sobbed quietly.

"I'm sorry, Daddy. I really am sorry," she said, choking back another sob.

"We will discuss your apology after your punishment," Daddy replied.

Little One stiffened her back and tried to prepare herself. I have been very bad, she thought. Daddy will show me how to be good. Little One felt the gentle hand leave her back and just as suddenly the firm hand smacked her ass with a sting. Little One held her breath, waiting for the next smack and felt the fear melting away inside of her.

She closed her eyes as Daddy's hand came down again. The sting and the sound came together. She gasped and took a deep breath. The next sting came just as quickly, but with no sound. Little One felt a strange calmness settle over her. Daddy loves me, she thought. She repeated this to her self again, trying to say it as many times as possible before the next stinging blow. Daddy loves me, was all she could think, driving out all other thought. Each smack pushed her a little bit forward, pulling her hair. Her mound was exposed to the air, as Daddy spread his thighs to hold her in place.

Her ass no longer felt the separate stings. Little One's right hand stretched under her stomach, trying to reach her pussy, but was a just a painful inch short. The last smacks of Daddy's hand blended together. She felt hot, like she was sitting in a shallow bath. The warmth spread across the globes of her ass and inside her thighs to her pussy. Little One realized the spanking had ended and Daddy was gently rubbing her ass.

Daddy took a deep breath. He had not expected it to end this way. It was hard to remember his purpose when Little One's ass was turning red and pink with his hand prints. He had listened to her fear and sobs fade away, to be replaces by excited gasps and short breaths. He knew what this meant and further punishment was pointless. His cock was straining against his pants leg and there was no way to free it, as Little One squirmed on his lap, trying to grind her mound against his thigh. She slipped one leg over his knee and pushed up straddling his thigh. Daddy could feel her wet pussy soak through his pants leg. Her eyes were half closed and she rocked on his thigh, rolling her pussy under her.

Little One put her hands on his shoulders and pressed her mouth to his, pushing her tongue deep inside. She pulled back quickly and held her green eyes only a few inches from his.

"I'm sorry, Daddy," she purred. "I'll never lie or disobey again." Little Ones fingers pulled at his shirt buttons and quickly exposed his chest to her teeth and lips. She kissed and sucked at his nipples, tugging each between her teeth until she heard him moan.

"Daddy, I'll never lie or disobey again." Little One rocked on his thigh and pushed him back, to lie flat on his back. She reached between her thighs and found Daddy's cock, bulging through his pants. "Daddy, I'll never lie or disobey again." She quickly unbuckled his pants and pulled his cock free, wrapping her slender fingers around it and pulling the skin over the head. Little One pumped it slowly several times, watching the fluid rise from the slit and her fingers milked Daddy's penis. She slid off his knee and kneeled on the floor, keeping her hand around his cock and stretched to kiss him again.

"Daddy, I'll never lie or disobey again.". Little One returned to Daddy's penis and ran her tongue across the slit, licking the semen that bubbled up with every stroke. Daddy shuddered at the touch of her tongue and tried to push his penis into her mouth. Little One licked her lips, opened her mouth and lowered her head over his cock. He moaned when the warm roof of her mouth slid over the head. Little One pulled her hair back and pressed down, feeling Daddy's cock press against her throat.

She stopped for a moment, shivered as she felt her throat relax and pressed again, letting Daddy's cock open her throat and slide deep into her mouth. Little One moved up and down slowly, keeping the head clasped in her throat. Daddy's stomach jerked with each movement. She moved faster with each stroke, feeling her mouth fill with the taste of semen, driving her to suck harder. Daddy's scrotum was pulled up tight against her chin. She could hear Daddy growl and felt the heat grow against her lips.

Little One wrapped her fingers around his balls and tugged gently as she felt them begin to pulse in her fingers. This was what she had been waiting for. Little One raised her head to hold her lips and tongue around the head of Daddy's cock and sucked it like a nipple. The shock of cold air on the wet shaft and Little One's sucking lips drove Daddy wild. He bucked and jerked, trying to thrust his cock back into her warm throat. Little One sucked and swallowed each jet of semen as it shot into her mouth, holding on to Daddy's hips, riding him as his orgasm subsided. Little One moved slowly, licking last few drops and shifted back to his mouth.

Daddy took Little One's head in his hands and kissed her, tasting himself on her tongue. Little One swung her leg over Daddy and straddled him. She heard a buzzing noise and looked to see the camera move slightly. The monitor showed her sitting on Daddy. She smiled, realizing it had all been filmed. Little One leaned down and whispered "Daddy, I'll never lie or disobey again."

I hope you do, Daddy thought, wondering if he had said it out loud.