The Secret Life of Daddy's little girl

The Surprise

"Do you want your surprise now, little one?"

I smiled up at Daddy, excitement bubbling up from my core. "Yes, Daddy."

"Go fold some laundry while I set up." He kissed my forehead and I jumped out of bed, skipping down the hall. As I starting folding, I kept half my attention on making sure I do a perfect job for Daddy –he deserved nothing less, he treated me perfectly – and the other half of me was listening to Daddy go through the toy chest. He popped out to get a drink.

"Can I put on some music, Daddy?"

"Yes, little one, you may," he winked. Noted – better manners.

I plugged in some Parov Stelar and, quietly singing, went back to working on the laundry.

Ten minutes later, Daddy came out wearing a huge smile. I immediately felt mine grow in response. Daddy looked so excited. I liked that Daddy had planned such a gift for me. I kept folding however –Daddy hadn't given me any new orders. He slid behind me, wrapping his tall, strong body in close to mine. His mouth was at my ear.

"Are you excited, little girl?"

"Yes, Daddy." I felt him pulse against my back and my cunt grew even more wet. I bit my lip. He slipped a blindfold over my eyes and everything went black. I felt each of my senses, along with my excitement, grow. I felt his steady, strong fingers on my chin, turning my head to one side. I felt his lips against my shoulder. He kissed up to my neck, across, and down the other shoulder. I was surprised but delighted – Daddy was literally making me shiver in antici-pation... My cunt was almost dripping by now. He lead me down the abnormally long hallway, into the bedroom. I tried to track my movement through the room, paying attention to where I heard the open window. It was hard, the sounds from outside kept echoing out of the bathroom on the opposite side of the wall. I determined I was either standing at the foot of the bed, with the window to my right or at the side, with my back facing the window.

Daddy stood behind me. I felt a pair of cuffs attach to my wrists. 'Yay, Daddy is tying me up.' When the cuffs were tightened on my wrists, I felt two fingers on my back and Daddy said "over." I bent at the waist, my torso falling on the bed and my dress rising up my thighs.Daddy moved to my right, bringing my arms up above my head with a few motions. He clipped the cuffs together and I felt cord being worked around them. Within a few minutes, Daddy had me situated across the bed with my hands held steady above my head and my weight distributed enough I could release my legs from holding my body up. My body melted to his touch.

"Such a good little girl I have," I heard him quietly say and I blushed proudly. His voice was low and gravelly and so perfect that I shivered again.

"Thank you, Daddy." I whispered. Daddy pulled my dress up to cover my head, exposing my bare cunt – per his orders – and he unclipped my bra, moving the straps off my back. I wondered again briefly if my ass was facing the open window. Knowing Daddy, the blinds were open. A tiny part of me smiled. Daddy wanted to show me off to the world.He was proud of my body.

My thoughts were drawn back in when I felt Daddy oh-so-gently pat my back with something I recognized immediately – a riding crop. He pat my right ribs, my left hip, right glute, left thigh, right calf, then back up on the opposite side. I wriggled in excitement. Daddy was toying around with his toy.

"Safe word?"

"Too much." I responded.

The only response I got was the crop, slightly harder. He continued three more times up and down my body, each time slightly harder, each time following the initial pattern. He was warming me up, preparing me.

He dropped his pattern then, dragging the crop across part of my back before snapping it down with a crack. I winced. Each time Daddy brought the crop down on my back, I flinched and did my best to hold my body in place, to hold my whimpers inside. Daddy struck me harder and harder, with not only the main part of the crop but the handle as well. The handle hurt the worst. As he did this, Daddy started talking to me.