Divine Intervention: One Shots

Daddy

The day was hot. Like one hundred degrees in the shade hot. The pool looked tempting, so we put on our suits and took ourselves outside. I ran and jumped in. He sat on the edge with his legs dangling in the water, a notebook and a pen in his hand, claiming that he needed to find the lyrics. After swimming by myself for half an hour, I got bored so I started lightly splashing him. He looked at me once with clear warning in his eyes. I didn’t heed it. I splashed him again a little harder. I could see a few droplets had found the page he was writing on. He looked up again.

“Knock it off, young lady," he said in a serious tone. His tone started the fire low in my belly. We had discussed daddy play, but had never really delved in. Maybe this was a hint. Going with my gut, I gave him my best innocent look. 

“Sorry, daddy,"  I said fluttering my eyelashes at him. 

He looked at me again with mischief in his eyes, “Be good, and I will join you soon.” 

I swam a few more laps, waiting for him to join me. I decided to press my luck. I swam by him and lightly kicked some water. He slammed his notebook shut and stood up. 

“That’s it! Playtime is over! Go to your room, I will be there to deal with you in a minute!”

I quickly got to the ladder and pulled myself out of the pool. Both towels were near him, so I approached slowly and grabbed mine. I wrung out my hair and towel dried it before wrapping the towel around my body. He stood right in front of me with his arms crossed over his chest. 

“What did I tell you to do?”, he asked calmly. 

I looked up at him through my eyelashes, “G-go to m-my room.” Where had this stutter come from? 

“Then why are you still standing here?”, he asked. The daddy persona had taken over and it was hot. 

“Sorry, daddy.” I looked down at my feet. 

“Come here," he said gently, wrapping me in his arms. “I’m sorry I yelled. Please go do what I asked,  and I will be in in a minute.” 

I bit my lip, “Yes, daddy.” I turned to head into the house when he smacked my ass, hard. I yelped and headed inside. 

I got to the bedroom and finished drying off. I had no idea where this was headed, but I was pretty excited. I didn’t want to get the bed wet, so I got a dry towel out of the bathroom and put it on the edge of the bed so I could sit down. I was just getting settled when I heard his footsteps in the hallway. 

The door knob turned and I sucked a deep breath in. His hair was still falling around his shoulders in messy ringlets, but he had pulled his t-shirt on and he was still in his swim trunks. He put on his stern face. He knelt down on the floor in front of me and met my eyes. 

“Now sweetie, do you know why we are here?” 

I bit my lip and answered slowly, “Because I was bad.” 

He put his hand under my chin, “Yes. What did you do that was bad?”, he asked. 

I answered slowly again, “I didn’t listen.” 

He stood up and moved to sit next to me on the bed. “What happens to girls who are bad?” 

I kept my head down even though I knew he was looking at me. “They get punished.” 

“Very good. What type of punishment do you think we need?” 

I honestly didn’t have an answer for him. “I don’t know, daddy.” 

He got quiet for a minute. “I was thinking that we could have an exercise in listening and doing what you are told, since that is what got you in trouble. What do you think?” 

I was thinking that it was the best idea I have ever heard. I turned my head to face him, “Okay daddy. You know what’s best.” 

He put his hand on my knee, “I’m glad you understand.”

He stood in front of me and took my hands and pulled me to my feet. We took a few steps away from the bed. He let go of my hands and pulled his shirt over his head. “Okay princess, get on your knees, please.” I didn’t even hesitate. “Very good. I have a little bit of a problem that I need you to help me with. I want you to pull down my swim trunks and blow me until I come. I want you to swallow every drop. Okay?” 

I licked my lips and looked up at him. “Whatever you say.” I curled my fingers in the waistband of his swim trunks and slid them down over his hips and down his legs. He stepped out of them and kicked them out of the way. I put my hands on the back of his thighs and took him as far down my throat as I possibly could. I flattened my tongue and licked from the base to the tip very slowly. His thigh muscles tensed under my hands and he let out a low moan. I felt his hand on the back of my head, just resting, not pushing. I alternated licking and sucking until he was moaning and tapping my shoulder. I did just as he said and I swallowed every drop. 

He let out a satisfied sigh.  He looked down at me and smiled, “Such a good girl you are.” He reached for my hands and pulled me to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me tight to him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips to his. 

“How was that, daddy?”, I asked. 

“The best, baby. You followed directions perfectly.” 

I led him to the bed to sit down. Meeting his eyes I told him that we absolutely needed to do that again sometime.