Posted by djdddy on June 25, 2006 at 10:52 [71.247.182.247]
Stacy’s Daddy takes Charge,
(Disclaimer: This story involves graphic sex, bondage, watersports, scat, age and diaper play. All events are completely fictitious; all characters are consenting adults over 18. If you don’t want to read about these things: STOP NOW.)
Stacy felt the morning sun gently nudge her awake. As the warmth enveloped her, she felt clammy and cold. This woke her up much faster. Her eyes broke wide open in shock and her hand rushed down to feel the damp sheets underneath her. She slept in just a t-shirt last night, no panties, so there was no wet underwear to cling to her. But as she rolled over and reached out her butt plopped down in a wide, cool damp patch in the sheets. She sat bolt upright, and saw him standing there.
James stood there with a cup of hot coffee. Stacy’s wide eyes made a panicked contact with his bright calm blue ones. He took a long sip of his coffee.
“Good Morning” he said.
Stacy sat in a tense silence, unsure of what to say. His cool eyes kept her rapt. She simply sat, her derriere settling into her own wetness.
“You know you wet the bed last night.”
Her eyes grew as damp as her bottom.
James quickly set his coffee down. He rushed over to the bed, and sat gingerly next to her. He took her in his arms and held her head close to his chest as she sobbed.
“I…I didn’t mean too…I …I…haven’t….not in…. I’m so sorry daddy…” She dissolved again in a flood of tears.
He held her, stroked her hair. He softly shushed her. He cooed gently in her ear and told her it was okay. She looked up at him through tear stained eyes. He told her he loved her no matter what kind of mess she made. He leaned in and kissed her cheek. She bit her lip, a new wetness coming on top of the soaked sheets beneath her. She leaned forward and kissed him full on the lips. They kissed long and hard as her breath became lest ragged. He gently laid his baby back onto her own piss, but Stacy didn’t care. All she could think of was the feeling of her daddy’s erection rubbing her thigh through his pants. He held her so tight, and told her she would always be his little one. Soon his pants were off and he was inside her, her back pressed against her own wetness, and his strong confident thrust told her it was alright, slowly building her up and slowly giving her all she needed. “Oh daddy…” She moaned breathlessly.
She lay satisfied in her own mess, listening to him in the shower. The shower stopped, and the water continued to run. He came into the bedroom and lifted her from the cold, soiled sheets. He carried her into the bathroom, damp and steamy from the hot bath he had drawn for her. He gently set her in it.
“Now be good and soak for a minute while daddy changes the sheets.”
She lay in the hot bath for a few minutes till he returned. He came and scrubbed her body, gently on her arms and legs, roughly on her back, and softly between her legs gently cleaning her most private of places. She was absorbed in the pleasant touch, and the delicate smells of the perfume washing away the smell of her piss and sex.
“Daddy has to go to work now, sweetheart. Be a good girl, get your self dressed, and don’t be late for work. I’ll see you later tonight…and sweetheart” He stopped and leaned down to her in the tub. “I want you to think about wearing a diaper to bed tonight, so we don’t have a repeat.” He kissed her on the forehead and left.
“A diaper” she mouthed silently as she slipped lower into the sudsy water, her stomach a knot of distaste, fear, and desire.
TBC…..
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