Owning Her Innocence (Innocence #1)(7)

Slap! One of the hands that was gripping my butt lets loose to smack the side of my thigh, causing me to scream from the shock of the pain.

“Watch that dirty f*cking mouth. That’s not how little girls talk. You’ll pay for that later. Now be still and let me enjoy this delicious dinner I made.”

“I’m sorry. I just can’t. It-It’s just…” I ramble, not seeming to be able to find words or even make a complete sentence.

“I know, baby. Daddy’s got you. Lay back and spread your thighs wider for me and let me finish taking care of you. I’ve never had virgin * before, and I’m going to enjoy every drop of juice that leaks out of this little cunt.”

Shamelessly, I open them as wide as I can, and Daddy starts his assault on me again. This time he’s slowly dragging his tongue back and forth. I’m not sure which way I like more, but this one is going to cause me to go mad. “Please. Please, I can’t take much more,” I beg.

When I feel him lift his mouth from me, I look down at him. “Now how can I say no to a sweet little plea like that?” Latching onto my clit, he sucks hard. Instantly my lower body clenches up and I feel the explosion blow through me.

I feel him shift, then he slides up beside me on the bed. A little fear rises in my chest that he might be leaving. I can’t go back to the way things were before. If he starts acting like he has these past few years, I don’t think I’ll survive it. I roll to my side when I feel him lift off the bed and watch him retreat from the room. A lump lodges itself in my throat and my eyes start to water.

Suddenly, I hear the sound of running water in the distance. Moments later, he’s back and lifting me into his arms, and the lump lessens a bit.

“I tried to clean you the best I could, but it looks like you’re going to have to have a bath.”

Carrying me into the bathroom, he sits me down in a giant bathtub already filled with water. I look around the bathroom, searching for any trace that another woman has been here. I can’t seem to help myself. Luckily, I don’t see anything.

Daddy moves his hands between my legs and gives my pubic hair a little tug. “I need to shave your kitty. I want her nice and bare so she can feel every touch.”

Lying back against the tub he brushes some of my hair out of my face, studying me for a moment. “What’s wrong, baby? You don’t like what we did? You didn’t like letting me play with your pretty little *?”

I drop my gaze, not wanting him to see that I’m about to cry, but I sniffle anyways. “It’s just… I can’t go back to the way things were.”

“Shh, Haley. You’re not going anywhere.” Taking a deep breath, he says, “I’m glad to hear you say you want this, because I wasn’t planning on letting you go. Your agreement will make things a lot easier. I really didn’t want to have to put bars on the windows. But I don’t want to think about all this right now. We have an uphill battle coming and I think you’ve been through enough today.”

His words make me relax and give me some reassurance.

Grabbing the body wash and a soft cloth, he starts soaping up my body and washing away the bubbles. Then he gets the shampoo and starts to lather my hair. “Lean your head back. I don’t want to get soap in your eyes.” Sitting up, I tilt my head back, letting him take care of me. I can’t remember the last time I felt this loved—almost cherished.

When all of the soap is out of my hair he picks me up, placing me on the bathroom counter next to the sink. “I want you to lean back on the mirror, scoot your ass to the edge, and spread those legs for me.” Doing as Daddy says, I position myself for him. Stepping in between my legs he lowers himself to his knees so his face is level with my kitty.

“Hand me that razor and cream next to you, sweetheart,” he says.

Looking to my left I grab them both, handing them to him.

Daddy slides his finger across my lower lips and my hips rise, trying to get his touch to go deeper.

“Now’s not the time for you to be getting greedy, little girl. You get what Daddy gives you. If you’re good and hold still, maybe I won’t give you that spanking you have coming after you shouted ‘f*ck’ earlier.”

Pouting I retort, “Son of a biscuit. I was hoping you forgot. I thought old people forgot stuff,” I tease.

He raised an eyebrow and had a playful look on his face.

“Is that so, little brat?”

Grabbing my sides, he starts tickling me until I think I might pee. I scream, “I’m sorry, Daddy! I’ll be good, I promise. Please stop!”

“All right, little one, hold still this time. And it’s probably best you keep those lips sealed for now.”





CHAPTER 4 DADDY





I spread Haley’s legs wide, opening her sweet * to me. I licked my lips and grunted, still tasting our shared orgasms on my mouth. I took a breath and concentrated on the task in front of me. Putting the shaving cream all over her young, tight cunt made my hard cock throb a few beats. Haley let out a little giggle that was so innocent and sweet it made pre-cum seep out of the tip of my dick.

Never in my life had I been this affected by someone. Sure, every man has had the occasional woman call him “daddy” in the heat of the moment, but never had I wanted to embrace that role fulltime. Haley’s purity wasn’t just sexual, it’s her whole sheltered existence. She wasn’t just naive about sex and her body, but about life. I didn’t want Haley to be my child, I wanted to be the man who showed her the world. I wanted her to grow into a woman with me. My own selfish needs are what drove me. I wanted to do everything to her. Give everything to her. Make her need only me. My sexual desires were dark and I should feel guilty about how long I’ve wanted her—but I didn’t. I wanted to be the one to raise Haley now that she was of age. I wanted to be the one she begged for cock from. I wanted her to beg me for cum, for release, for breath, for life. The power was so thick in the air I could feel it.