Harper hung her head off the edge of our bed, lying on her back. She was naked and lightheartedly kicking her feet. “Daddy! Play with me!”
“Not now, honey,” I answered, buttoning my cuffs.
She rolled over and got on her hands and knees. She pushed her ass up for me to see. I walked right by trying to find my wallet. I swore I put it on the dresser like I always do. I double-checked my pockets. Then I checked the pants I had on the day before. When I turned around Harper was sitting on the edge of the bed with her feet on the floor. Her legs were spread. Her hand rubbed her smooth little pussy. Dangling from her mouth was my wallet. I snatched it. I raised my hand to her face. Her eyes grew wide. Lowering my hand, I groaned. “Not funny, little girl. I don’t have time for this. Just because you’re working from home today that doesn’t mean you can drive Daddy crazy.”
She gave me her best “who me” look and I barreled downstairs and into the kitchen. I checked my watch then took a deep breath. I poured myself a cup of coffee. From upstairs Harper’s playful voice called out, “You could be late if you wanted. You’re the boss. Nothing can start until you get there.”
After sipping my coffee, I stepped into the living room. Above me, Harper stood on the ledge behind the banister overlooking the common space. She had a wide stance and I could see two little flaps of skin between her legs. Even from a distance, they looked wet and silky. She had one hand over her breast. Her fingers pinched and twisted her nipple until it stood straight.
“That isn’t how it works, pumpkin.” She was already twisting her other nipple. “I have people that count on me to be there and give them the guidance they need to do a good job for me.”
Harper stuck out her bottom lip. “But what about the guidance I need, Daddy. Don’t you want to guide your cock into your little girl’s pussy?” Slipping her hand between her legs, she spread those two little flaps of skin flashing me her pink core. “I can do a good job for you, too. I don’t think I can wait till you get home.”
I watched Harper for a moment. Then I checked my phone. “I have to answer this text,” I said without looking at her. My thumbs worked quickly letting my assistant know that I was on schedule. When I returned my gaze to my little girl her fingers were deep inside her cunt. “Sorry, babe,” I tell her. “Duty calls.”
Harper stormed off.
I put my jacket on and reached into the little bowl on the long console table by the door. I felt around. Then I looked. “Honey!” I yelled staring at the empty bowl. “Where are my keys?
I walked halfway up the stairs. “Honey?”
I entered the bedroom. Harper stood by the foot of the bed. Her hands were folded over her pussy. I marched toward her. I grabbed her wrists and looked. She wasn’t holding anything. “Where are they? This isn’t funny. I don’t want to be late.”
She creased her lips in on themselves and shrugged. I grabbed her crotch, practically lifting her off the ground. “Tell me where they are. Now.”
She gasped. Then she composed herself. With a smile, she said, “Fuck your little girl and maybe I will.”
My other hand wrapped around her throat. “Maybe? Last time I checked I’m the Dom here.”
Squeezing tighter, cutting off the blood flow, Harper rubbed against the bulge in my pants. Barely getting her words out, she said, “Maybe I need reminding.”
“You disobedient little cunt!” I snapped, throwing her onto the bed. Yanking my jacket off, I tossed it on the floor. “You love to push me, don’t you? You fucking love getting a rise out of your Daddy.” I unbuttoned my cuffs. “Aren’t you so fucking proud of yourself, right now.” Faux fear on her bratty little face hid her grin. “Don’t give me that sad pathetic look. You think I’m falling for your bullshit? Hmm?” I unbuckled my belt. I pushed my pants down. I kicked them off. “This is your last chance. Give me my keys.”
Harper crossed her arms and looked away.
“Fine!” I climbed onto the bed. I grabbed my little brat. I flipped her onto her back. I spread her legs. I slipped my hand between her wet slit. I felt her slutty juices. I rubbed my fingers between her slit until the were inside of her.
Harper smiled. I slapped her hard with my free hand. “No! You are not going to enjoy this.”
She pouted. “I’m sorry, Daddy. You’re right. Punish me with your cock. I know I’ve been bad.”
I grabbed her thighs and pulled her close. On my knees, I lifted her body to my cock and I just aimed it into her pussy. She was so wet, I slid right in. Never letting go of her legs I pulled and pushed her little body on and off of me like she was a fuckdoll. Her eyes squinted. “You’re going to give me those keys, goddammit.”
“I can’t help it,” Harper moaned. “I’ll do anything for my Daddy’s cock. I try not to be bad but sometimes it’s the only way I can get my Daddy’s attention.”
I grunted and groaned, slamming our bodies together. “That’s it, Daddy. Hurt me. Fuck me like you hate me.”
I let go of her legs and I slipped out as her ass dropped onto the bed. I slapped her hard across the face and then I grabbed her nipple twisting it until she said “Ouch!” I flipped her over as if she weighed as much as a pillow. I grabbed her hips and yanked her towards me. My hand slid through her hair grabbing hold at the roots. I pulled until her head was back as for as it could go. Then, I eased my cock into her from behind.
Slowly pulling out, I asked, “Are you sorry?”
“Yes, Daddy. I promise not to do anything like this ever again.” I slammed myself into her pushing the whole bed against the wall. She moaned so loud it might as well have been a scream.
Slowly pulling out again, I asked Harper, “Are you going to give me my keys?”
“Yes, Daddy. I will. I promise. Please, can I just have your cum? You’re already inside me. Being a good little cum bucket for you is the least I can do for making you late.” I slammed myself into her even harder this time. She yelled even louder.
Her body went limp. I let go of her hair and grabbed her hips. I flung her on and off my cock over and over as fast as I could. Still furious at her, my words just came out. “You little bitch. You think this is funny? You think it’s a game. You’re lucky this is all I do to you. You’ll be lucky if I don’t leave you tied to this bed all day. Maybe that’s what you need, eight hours to think about who is the Dom in this relationship. Hmm?” Her ass rippled against me with each thrust. “Tell me you’re sorry. Make me believe it.”
“Daddy, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
My fingers dug into her until her skin turned red. “I don’t believe you. This is all a big joke for you.”
Harper looked over her shoulder at me. Her eyes watered. A tear rolled out. “See, Daddy. I feel so bad about it I’m crying.”
I grabbed her cheeks and squeezed her face. My pace never slowed. In and out, my long hard cock filled her insides. “You don’t think I know you can cry on command. After all these years, you don’t think I know you are a manipulative little cunt with your tears?”
Harper cried harder. “I’m not manipulating you, Daddy. I love you. I need you. Give it to your little girl. I want it inside me. Please. It’s all I ever want. Just unload in me. Make me your whore.”
I shoved her face away from me and then grabbed back ahold of her hips again. Seething, grinding my teeth, grumbling, I tried to pulverize her. Harper sobbed. She slid her hand under the pillow and pulled out my keys. She reached behind her and placed them on the small of her back. Through her sobbing, she said, “If you don’t want to give it to me, I understand. You can stop and just go to work. I’m sorry, Daddy. Your little girl loves you.”
Staring at the keys, I tried to split her in half. I tried to shatter her bones. I tried to make her feel my wrath. All she seemed to do was moan louder. It wasn’t long before my breathing picked up. Harper spoke, “Yes, Daddy. Fill me up. Use me. Show me you’re the Dom.”
The keys slid off her back, onto the bed. I slapped her ass so hard. She yelped. “Yes, Daddy! Please! More.”
I hit her ass again living a dark crimson mark on her pale white skin. “Please, give me your cum. I need it. It makes me want to be a good girl for you.”
My pace slowed. My eyes closed. My jaw clenched. I felt my cum surging through my shaft. I groaned the words, “Fuck you, slut-whore-bitch.”
Harper agreed with me. “Yes, Daddy! I am. I’m a slut and a whore and a bitch.”
With the last of what I had left, I pushed into her cunt. I unloaded my cum inside her tight wet hole. Harper screamed, “Yes! Thank you, Daddy!”
I could hear my phone vibrating in my pants. I pulled out. She stayed there on all fours as I answered the call, her body still in the midst of the fucking I had just given her. “Hello, yes. I’m leaving now. I’ll be fifteen minutes late. Tell everyone I apologize.”
I thought about grabbing a towel to wipe Harper off my cock, but the truth be told, I wanted her there. All day, I wanted to be at work and feel the remnants of my little girl on me. “Look, Daddy. See what you did.”
As I put on my pants, Harper pushed my cum out of her cunt. I watched it dribble down her pussy until it hung off her. She pushed again and more came out, dripping onto the sheets.
I walked over to the side of my bed and buttoned a few buttons on my shirt. “We can’t keep doing this. Daddy has to work.”
Harper looked up at me from under her messy hair. “I know. I promise, Daddy. This is the last time.”
I took a deep breath and patted her head. “I love you. I will see you when I get home.”
Harper rolled over and rubbed my cum against her clit. “I love you, too. See you soon.”
With my keys in hand, I got into my car. I pushed the starter button and nothing happened. I pushed it again and all I heard was a clicking sound of a dead battery. Sighing so loud, I rested my head against the steering wheel. I wanted to cry. “You’ve got to be kidding me. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”
I got out of the car and grabbed some rope hanging by my tools. I walked back into the house. Harper was standing there on the ledge looking down from upstairs. “I already called AAA so you can get a jump, Daddy. They said they won’t be here for at least an hour.”
“You left the cabin lights on again? Really?”
Harper shrugged and skipped back into the bedroom. I put the rope over my shoulder and looked at my watch. Then, I slowly and angrily walked up the stairs.