The bell rings and she knows its him. This first meeting is a long time coming. she had always been reluctant to meet Daddy. He seemed a little scary, but that's how Daddies sometimes seem to little girls. She answered the door, he seemed big. Very big. She could sense his strength, his dominance.

"Hello there, well ....you are a beauty" "hello, come in, let me show you around"

As he followed her around the house, politely making comments as they went, she wondered why she had hesitated in meeting him. He was confident, maybe even a little arrogant, but extremely polite, trying hard to make her at ease. He sensed her nervousness. It aroused him, he liked his little girls to feel a little threatened, a little unsafe. He liked to take care of them, let them know that Daddy would keep them safe.

They went into the lounge, when he was comfortable, she made him tea. How civilised. He patted the couch close to him. "Come closer, let's have a look at you." She slid closer, trying hard to hold on to her nerve. "There, thats better. Let's have a good look at you." With that, he grasped her face, firmly, around the jawline, kissed her hard, forcefully, she was caught off guard, she did not expect the first kiss to be this way. Even though she knew exactly what he was, she somehow still expected that their first kiss would be tender and loving. "Do you like to be kissed this way, girl?". "yes" she replied, barely trusting her voice. He kissed her harder this time. "Yes Sir, or Yes Daddy, you must always answer this way, is that clear?" "yes sir". He stroked her hair, kissed her cheeks gently, and crooned "there's a good girl". She knew she would always be a good girl, being good was always easier than being bad. He took her to the bedroom, and got undressed.

"Not you, not yet!" "Come here, bend over in front of me". She could feel his hands stroking her firmly, squeezing her butt cheeks. She gasped, not wanting to yet, not wanting him to know that his one touch would melt her so. "Well, aren't you quite the slut?" His words took her by surprise, she had done nothing to warrant them. "Well?" he asked a little louder this time..... "no sir". "No?...... The answer is yes. always yes, remember that, you dirty little slut!" "yes sir" "Now there's a good girl, come on..... get your clothes off now, I want to see you". She undressed, not taking her eyes off him, unsure of what was coming next. "Come close, let me feel you". She took the two steps to be standing in front of him as he sat on the edge of her bed, all thoughts of a romantic first night rapidly disappearing from her head. "Spread your legs, Daddy wants to see if you are ready". The thrust a finger into her, she was already wet, she let out a sigh. "You dirty cunt, you are dripping for it already. Well daddy is going to show you what happens to little sluts like you." "yes daddy, i'm sorry daddy." "Never apologise to Daddy for being wet, girl. Sluts need to be wet. All the boys like that." "yes daddy".

"On your knees girl, crawl into the middle of the bed." She did as she was told. She felt his hands on her arse cheeks, he forced them apart, then she felt his hot breath, then his lips as he kissed her arsehole. "Daddy like girls who like to be fucked in the arsehole". He kept kissing, licking probing her arsehole with his tongue. She loved every second, her cunt dripping down her thighs. He started to finger her, shoving one, then two fingers deep in her. "Precious slut, feel how wet you are for me." His fingers moved over her clit, his touch confident, Sure. She came with a rush, the excitement of the moment too much for her. No one had treated her this way before. "Girl.... you must never ever cum without my permission. Am i clear?" "yes sir" "Thank me". "thank you sir" "Thank you for what?" She looked at him, unsure of what the answer should be. "Thank me for your orgasm, always." "yes sir" "Well...... say the words, worthless slut" "thank you for making me cum, Sir"

The rest of this story somehow disappeared, i have no idea how. I will not add it now, as the memory is older and i wouldn't want to miss anything out. Sorry Daddy. Oh, and that "please Daddy more" stuff, wasn't me!