“You will get a new job and you will hold that job. You will be early for every shift, and you will always do more than is required.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good,” he says. “You will treat others with respect. That includes your mother when she’s home, do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I moan.
“Good. One more rule.”
He lifts me up until I stand shakily on my feet. He lifts my shirt and bra over my head so I am completely naked in front of him.
“This is what you will look like for me at home,” he says. “Unless your mother is here, you will be naked at all times in the house.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I moan.
“Good girl,” he says.
I shiver when he calls me that and that shiver becomes a halting gasp when he wraps his arm around my shoulders and slides his hand in between my legs. He fans my clit for maybe a minute before my climax hits me again. I would fall to the floor if he doesn’t hold me upright the way he does.
“Oh, Daddy, yes!” I scream. “Oh, fuck yes, Daddy!”
He keeps me cumming for a long time before he finally moves his hand away and lets me go. I drop to the floor and lay there, gasping and shuddering as my pussy twitches hard and fast while he gathers his keys and wallet.
“I’m heading to work now,” he says. “When I come home, I expect this house to be spotless.”
“Yes…Daddy,” I gasp out between ragged breaths.
He leaves and I stay where I’ve landed on the floor for a long time while my orgasm slowly fades. When I stand and begin to tidy up the living room, I have to move carefully because every time my thighs cross it sends a shock of pleasure through my pussy.
What the hell just happened to me?