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Ella stood at the dining room table, naked, her collar the only thing adorning her pale body. She was folding clothes, taking great care to make sure they were folded neatly before placing them each in turn into the right pile.
She was humming to herself absentmindedly as she went about her tasks. Her mind was replaying the things that had happened to her over the last few weeks. The pleasures, the pains, the collar around her neck.
She smiled and touched it but stopped herself. She was getting aroused and her rules forbade her from any sexual gratification without her owner present. She went back to her tasks proud of herself for doing as she had been instructed.
As the day went on she did each task in turn making sure everything was perfect. Everything in its place.
When the housework was done she went to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She was critical of everything. Her hands reached up to removed the collar, the only time she was allowed to remove it herself. She kissed it and placed it on the shelf ever so gently.
Once it was removed she stepped into the shower and cleaned herself from head to toe. She knew he would want her clean for whatever the evening held in store. She brush a hand between her legs to make sure she was smooth. When she felt a few hairs she lathered up the area and carefully made sure the area was smooth as could be for his pleasure.
Her mind started to drift at that thought. She was shaving and making herself perfect for his pleasure. Before she realised it her hand had lingered there for too long and she cursed herself. "You do not touch what is mine for pleasure without me there to instruct you." She cursed herself and almost cried. She would have to tell him and accept her punishment for what she had done.
After the shower she toweled herself dry, and use a hair dryer to dry her hair, giving it bounce and body. She knew he liked to play with it, grab fist fulls of it and pull back on it while looking into her eyes. Next she trimmed her nails, brushed her teeth and put as much makeup as she knew he would allow. Before finally picking up her collar, kissing it again and placing it back around her neck.
She whispered "Thank you Sir for having me." With a smile.
When she was satisfied she went back to the kitchen and began to put dinner together, not yet cooking it just making sure everything was ready to start cooking when the time came.
The noise always filled her with excitement. A text on her phone. What would today be? If he said something sweet she would be his little girl. Something cruel she would taste the lash and scream in agony for him. If something simple she would just wait on knees for his instructions.
"Daddy will be home in an hour angel, I will see you soon. xx"
She beamed, she always liked being his good little girl. She rushed back to the bathroom and opened the top draw. She took out two ribbons from a tray and placed them on the counter top. She wiped some of the makeup away to make herself as innocent looking as possible, braided her hair into pig tails on either side and tipped each with a ribbon.
She smiled at how she looked in the mirror. "All for you Daddy." She grinned and darted to the bedroom, it was time to pick a toy. She opened the top dresser draw and looked down at them, she was biting her lip while deciding, she liked them all, each left its own unique marks. She picked up a long slender piece of wood and stroked it. This one. Daddy likes caning his little girl.
She placed it on his pillow excitedly and went back to the kitchen. Still thirty minutes to go. She continued to make sure dinner was ready. Started to cook things on a low heat so they would be almost ready by the time he finished with her.
When she heard the door open she bounded for the door to meet him.
"Daddy's Home!" She stopped a few feet from him and dropped to her knees. Her hands went straight behind her back and her eyes down onto the floor. She could see his boots from this position but not much more.
She stayed there until he walked up to her and stroked her hair. She looked up at him and his hand moved down to stroke her cheek. He was smiling at her.
She took in the rest of him as her eyes moved upwards. His black business pants, the belt wrapped around them she loved, warm jacket, shirt and a paper tucked under his arm.
"How was your day Daddy?" She was nuzzling his hand and enjoying the affection he was showing her.
"It was good angel, but long." She bit her lip knowing that would mean he wanted to relax.
"Is there anything I can do to help you relax Daddy." She bit her lip again to add to her innocence.
"You can come sit at my feet while I read my paper."
"Yes Daddy." She knew better than to question a simple request, they were usually never that simple.
He walked to the lounge room and she quickly followed. When he sat down on the lounge she sprank to put a pillow behind him as he sat back.
"Thats my girl." She smiled at the compliment. "Thank you Daddy."
"On your knees angel." He snapped his fingers and pointed directly in front of him where his feet were.
"Yes Daddy." She knelt down with his feet directly in front of her.
"No angel, come closer." She inched forward until his feet were directly between her legs.
"Thats better." He put one shoe on top of the other and grinned.
"Now I want you to grind on my shoe, rub your pussy on the leather, keep your hands behind your back and stay upright. When you are close you will tell me. Understand."
She blushed at the thought. "Yes Daddy."
Her hands clasped together behind her back as she slowly pressed her pussy to the leather of his shoes and began to rub herself slowly back and forth.
"Thats my girl." He opened the paper and began to read the articles he liked. Not even looking at her as she lewdly rubbed her pussy on his shoe. Making the occasional idle comment about one story or another.
She was grinding slowly looking at the paper, wanting to see his eyes, but she had a task to do and she was intent to please. Her hips moved back and forth as she became more and more aroused at what she was doing, masturbating herself on Daddy's shoe while he was reading his paper. Kneeling directly on it and enjoying the feel of it pushing up occasionally against her.
"Eyes shut angel, focus on the feeling in your pussy." He rattled the paper and turned another page.
"Yes Daddy." She closed her eyes and groaned softly as the sensations passed through her body, her heart racing, face flushing. "Ohhh god daddy, feels so good."
As her hips moved faster her breathing became deeper, soft moans filled the air. "Daddy, Daddy, my pussy, ohh god."
She heard him turn another page of the paper. "What about your pussy angel?"
"It feels so good Daddy." She bit her lip and let out a loud "Mmmm." followed by a deep breath.
"Daddy im getting close Daddy." her hips were rubbing her pussy against his boot firmly now.
He folded his paper and placed it beside him and looked at his little girl, then down at his boot. "Eyes open." Her eyes shot open and she looks straight at him, her lust was building.
"You've made quite a mess on my boot, havent you?" She looked down and could see her slick juices across the top of his boot.
"Im sorry daddy." Her hips didnt stop moving she knew better.
"Thats ok angel, when you are done though you are going to have to clean them, and how do you think a little slut should clean Daddy's boots after she cums on them."
The thought sprang to life in her mind like a fire. "By licking them Daddy." Her arousal was consuming her now, the thought of licking his shoes while he sat watching driving her to almost explode.
"Daddy?" The word was almost a complete exhalation of air. "God Daddy please."
"What do you want angel?" He grinned sadistically at her.
"Please Daddy can I cum? Please can your little slut cum? Please can I cum on your boot?"
He pressed his boot up a little. "Cum for Daddy angel."
"Yes Daddy." Her hips ground her pussy almost roughly against his shoe as she trembled. Her eyes on his as he smiled. Her pleasure heightened by the fact she knew he was enjoying watching. "Ohh god Daddy, ohh God..." Her whole body tensed, her thighs clamped around his boot and she came.
He didnt stop staring straight into her eyes the entire time her body trembled with pleasure. He whispered to her when she looked at the height of her pleasure. "Slut."
Her whole chest heaved as she breathed deeply coming down from her orgasm. "Yes Daddy, im your little slut. Only yours, only yours. Thank you Daddy, thank you for letting me cum for you."
He unstacked his feet and tapped his knee. "Head."
She did as told and placed her head on his knee while she continued to breath deeply, basking in the pleasure. She felt his hand stroking her hair, brushing a few stray hairs to the side.
"You have one more minute to catch your breath angel, and then its time to clean my shoe." His hand could feel the heat coming from her flushed cheeks and it pleased him.
"Yes Daddy, thank you Daddy." Her eyes closed and she smiled at what she had done and the feel of his hand on her.
After the time passed she heard the word. "Time is up angel. Down on your hands and knees."
"Yes Daddy." She lifted her head and inched herself backwards and looked down.
His foot was on the floor she would have to bend all the way down to clean it and she did without hesitation. Her head dropped and she inhaled the strong aroma of her own pussy. She grinned to herself at how aroused he always had her. How much she had cum on his shoe.
Her tongue snaked out and slowly began to clean the leather. She took her time to find every drop of her excitement and consume it. First with her entire tongue lapping at the juices but working to just the tip to get into the little crevices.
He watched as her head moved along the shoe, he could more feel than see what she was doing. But in the mean time he enjoyed the sight of her back and ass wiggling. The criss cross of previous nights fun still marking her back, though slowly fading. They would only be joined by more tonight he knew.
Once she was done she looked up from her position to see Daddy smiling down at her. "Im done Daddy."
He stroked her cheek and smiled at her again knowing she craved the attention, the affection as much as anything. "Good girl, but later tonight you will wipe them and polish them so they are ready for me tomorrow. Do you understand."
"Of course Daddy, I will do anything you ask." She was back to nuzzling his hand.
He leaned back and patted his lap. "Sit."
"Yes Daddy." She eagerly bounced onto his lap and he laughed at her eagerness.
"Gentle angel, that sight was very arousing for me also."
She looked down at his crotch and grinned before looking back into his eyes. "Im sorry Daddy. Would you like..." She stopped herself she didnt want to be presumptuous. She looked down again.
He cupped her chin and brought her eyes back to his. "Be good, or you will get a lashing."
"Yes Daddy. Im sorry Daddy."
"Now whats for dinner?" He inhaled the scent of slowly cooking food from the kitchen.
She smiled and started listing of what she was making while he smiled back at her.
"Then shall we go finish and eat?"
"Yes Daddy."
She got off his lap and took his hand when he offered it. "Lead the way angel. I want to watch your cute ass."
She grinned and started towards the kitchen. "Yes Daddy."
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