Mine!

1. Waiting

Waiting was the one thing Rosa didn't do well. Equally so, she didn't have much patience for such things, and she sighed as she sat in her room, reading an erotic romance novel as she laid on her bed with some pillows propping up her back. She was twenty-two, slim, weighing around 110 to 115. Being adorable was one thing she did best, and getting corrected by Daddy was something she yearned for every day. Beside her on the bedside table was a half empty cup of hot chocolate, her favorite this time of year. Whipped cream and six marshmallows accompanied the warm mixture of milk and chocolate powder inside. While daddy had coffee, she enjoyed sweet things like this instead, maybe taking a milkshake or something of a similar sugary value. She was a weak one when it came to sweets. She would do a lot of things for a lollipop, even dirtier things for gummy worms. And if you really wanted her to do anything, just bring out some chocolate turtles.

Pink. That was the main color of her room, pink walls, pink bed spread, pink Christmas lights draped over her large canopy bed, pink carpet, pink teddy bears. Just pink. It was her favorite color, and Daddy's little girl only got the best he had to offer. Her light blue eyes swiftly gazed over the words on the page, and she grunted as some of her long brunette hair fell from behind her delicate ear and in front of her face, blocking her view of the page she was currently reading. She tucked it back behind her ear only for it to fall once again in front of her vision only seconds later. Letting out a long sigh, she closed the hardcover novel, making a mental note of what page she was on, then stuck the book back on the book shelf she had grabbed it off of. Accompanying the book on the shelf was several other books, and a few porcelain unicorns which were, you guessed it, pink.

She let another long sigh escape her as she stretched her arms out, then she decided it was time to get a nice bath drawn. Almost as if he knew, she heard Daddy return from work, shutting the door behind him and removing his black leather dress shoes before proceeding to remove his coat. Rosa smiled as she sat on her bed to wait for her Daddy to come see her, but today he didn't come right away. Instead he walked right past her room to the kitchen. It worried her. Daddy almost always came to see her when he got home. It had become a routine, long going on ever since she had become his little girl over two years ago. She looked at her vanity table in the corner, using the mirror on it as she started to pretty herself up, fixing some of her makeup and running a brush through her long hair.

She smiled remembering that pink lace lingerie under her tan reindeer sweater, along with the lace stockings she had on under her white sweat pants. Oh how Daddy would love to unwrap his baby girl to see his early Christmas gift. She opened her bedroom door and glanced out, looking left then right, trying to see if Daddy was in sight. Seeing no one around, she walked out to check the kitchen, smelling freshly brewed coffee and figuring it was from Daddy. It was of course Daddy's doing, and he sat at the table stirring his coffee and going over some bills he had gotten from the mail. His green eyes glared down at the papers in his hand, the other hand holding the festive red and green Christmas coffee mug she had bought him last year. Daddy's real name was Andrew, he was twenty-six and he worked as a lawyer. Though the job seemed easy, he put too much effort into his work, often times making himself sore from ill-pacing in his routine. He had black hair that was usually cut just short enough to spike it, and when he needed it cut he either got it done professionally or let his baby girl have a go at it with some scissors.

She walked toward him, slipping behind her Daddy to rub his shoulders. He seemed so stressed. "Hard day at work, sir?" She asked as she lightly dug her fingers into his shoulders and neck, moving them in circles. Daddy responded with a small smile as he leaned his head back and let his little one massage him. "Yes, princess. But it was all worth it to come home and see you." He said while he closed his eyes and enjoyed his baby girls professional hands, working away his stress like magic. Rosa knew her Daddy worked too hard sometimes, and she wished ever so much that he would pace himself accordingly. Even he had a limit and he had reached it one too many times. "You worry me sometimes, Daddy." She said with a whimper in her tone. "Even strong Daddy's have to relax sometimes. Why don't you take tomorrow off? I'll pamper you and we can play board games, and after that I'll let Daddy play with his little girl." She said with a slight giggle as she leaned down and kissed his neck. He had to admit, it was tempting, but he rarely took off work unless he, or his baby girl, needed it badly. "We will see how I feel in the morning, princess." He said simply as he relaxed against the back of the chair letting her hands continue to work on his aching neck, shoulders and back. She really did have a magic touch.

His emerald eyes opened as she stopped rubbing his shoulders and he heard her stomp her foot. He looked at her with a watchful gaze, a mild growl escaping his throat to remind her of her place. She just stood there, her arms folded over her chest and her lower lip sticking out, pouting. "That's not fair. I miss you, Daddy, and I want to see you more often but all you do is work!" She complained as those majestic eyes stared him down, something more than just disappointment in them. Daddy knew what that meant. She wanted reminded. She wanted to be reminded of her place, wanted him to take care of that bad attitude, to show her how to kneel at his feet again. He would fix her. She wanted attention. "I wish you wouldn't force this upon me, princess, but I have no choice. Bend over." He said sternly as he pushed his chair out and tapped his thigh. She obediently bent over, resting her chest and stomach upon his legs as he grabbed the elastic band on her sweat pants and yanked them down with a swift and rather aggressive hand. His eyes widened a bit as he saw the surprise under her clothing, those lace lingerie panties he had bought her for her birthday hugged her hips and ass cheeks like nothing else. He gave a growl and brought his hand down on her ass rather hard, making the woman jump and cry out as she felt his aggressive touch. How dare she lure him in with such a perfect body. He wanted to just pull those panties off and ravish his little girl, and the desire built inside him while a bulge grew in his pants.

She panted a bit as he brought his hand down again, then again. SMACK! SMACK! She let out a moan and he glared at her and grabbed her hair as he narrowed his eyes. "You aren't supposed to be enjoying this. This is a punishment, not a reward." He said sternly as he brought his hand down again harder, hitting the same spot each time until he felt his hand become numb. When he had finished there was a red mark the size of Daddy's hand on her left cheek, and the right one was a little less red but still obviously had been a target. "I'm sorry Daddy.." Rosa whimpered as she looked up at him. He had calmed down a bit after taking his aggression out with his hand. He sighed and pulled her pants up and ran his hand in her hair. She slid down so only her head rested in his lap, and she sat on the floor on her knees. "It's alright, baby girl." He cooed as he massaged her scalp with his fingertips as he played with her hair. "Just be more understanding of Daddy's situation and things like this won't happen, little angel." Rosa nodded and closed her eyes, enjoying Daddy's touch as she sat there. He then brought his hand off of her head to grab the papers he had been reading before. "Now go draw yourself a bath, little one, and Daddy will be up to wash his baby girl."