chapter 1

My name is Isabella. Not so long ago, though it feels like a lifetime,

I was a college student floating through life with no real idea what I wanted

-- no ambitions or goals. Twenty years old, in my fourth semester, my major

still Undecided, I knew I was going nowhere fast. An only child born to

older parents, I had been pampered and coddled all my life. When they

were both killed in a car accident, I was left with but no one to take care of

me.

Until Daddy. He offered me protection. He offered me a life of

luxury. He offered me everything I’d ever dreamed of, including love and

acceptance. A life free of worry. But his offer came with a price.

Daddy told me he wanted me to be the little girl and pet to his

Daddy Dom, but not until I was ready. As I was to find out, that wasn’t all

he wanted of me. Soon, he’d demand so much more. Was I willing to give

what he demanded? Could I?

My first week in Daddy’s mansion was like a dream. I was grieving

hard and had trouble focusing on what he wanted, but he was patient. At

night, he held me while I wept. During the day he spoiled me beyond belief,

buying me anything I desired. “Anything to make my little princess smile.”

He bought me clothes -- a few cocktail dresses and sexy shoes, but

mostly he bought me cute frilly panties, adult onesies with my choice of

color and design, tight little shorts with sassy sayings across the ass, and

tiny T-shirts that showed off my tiny tits. My nipples are rather prominent,

especially when I’m aroused, and being near Daddy always made my pussy

cream, so I was always walking around with my nipples sticking out. At

first, it was uncomfortable, but Daddy always praised me for wearing what

he wanted.

“You’re so beautiful, princess. So fucking beautiful. I’m looking

forward to sucking those pouty little tits. When I do, I’ll make you scream.”

Daddy has a growly voice when he’s turned on. He never tried to hide his

cock from me either. When he was hot for me, his dick would stick out

proudly from his expensive slacks. He’d yet to show himself to me

completely naked, but I’d felt his cock snuggled against my ass more than

once as he held me.

Nighttime was the worst. The first night, I cried myself to sleep only

to wake up with Daddy wrapped around me, his cock nestled between my

cheeks, but doing nothing but drying my tears and petting me into

relaxation. After that, he always had me sleep with him. He moved all my

clothes into his room, but kept my toys and anything I didn’t need at night

in my room.

After the first week, I was feeling better. Daddy still hadn’t made a

move on me, but I knew he wanted to. Apparently he was looking for a

signal from me, so I wandered through the enormous walk-in closet to

select an appropriate outfit. There were so many to choose from! And all of

them were brand new. Chosen specifically for me.

One outfit caught my eye. A black top that said “Daddy’s Little

Kitten” written in white, with a black-and-pink plaid skirt, black-and-pinkstriped socks and pink combat boots. There was a black satin choker with a

pink bow and black thong panties that said “Kitten” on the front over my

mound. To top it off, there was a pair of barrettes with black furry kitten

ears to fasten on. In my blonde hair, they stood out beautifully. Just the

thought of Daddy seeing me like this made me long for his cock in all the

appropriate -- and inappropriate -- places.

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