Daddy's Revenge

Since being released from the hospital, Aiden had me immediately move in with him. He insisted that I move in so he could protect me and the baby. I was only a few months pregnant and had just started showing. I was in the bathroom showering when Aiden joins me.

Aiden: Fancy meeting you here.

Me: That was so corny.

I can’t help but laugh. We continued our engagement, so I was planning that. I always pictured doing this with my mother, but she still wasn’t talking to me. He runs his hand over my stomach.

Aiden: How are you feeling?

Me: I’m ok.

Aiden: Don’t lie to me.

Me: I’m not.

He smiles at me. He leans in and kisses me. I could never shower in peace, so I turn around.

Aiden: What are you doing?

Me: I assume you want some.

He starts laughing and leans in close to my ear.

Aiden: I mean, your pussy is impossibly tight, the breasts are bigger, and your pregnancy hormones are through the roof. I thought I was being productive by helping you before you asked.

I turn and look at him. He starts laughing again.

Aiden: I’m letting you off easy this morning. But you’re coming with me. I need to check on a few businesses.

I finish showering and get dressed. I start to put on a pair of jeans when he stops me.

Aiden: You know my rules.

Me: I know Daddy. Nothing that you can’t easily access.

Aiden: That’s Daddy’s good girl.

I sit on the bed as I start changing into something he would like. I put on a black mini dress that wasn’t too tight. I put on a pair of 3-inch heels.

Aiden: I’ll be downstairs when you’re ready.

I nod. I finish getting dressed and put on some perfume and head downstairs. Aiden was waiting by the front door, keys in hand. He holds a hand out to me. He walks me out and helps me into the car. We head over to the club first.

Me: Can I have a glass of wine?

Aiden: No.

I start pouting.

Aiden: Water or juice?

Me: Fine. I’ll have juice.

He goes behind the bar and makes me a glass of pineapple juice.

Aiden: I’ll just be a second. Wait here.

I sit at the bar sipping on my juice when my eyes land on the VIP lounge. I stand up and make my way there. I walk through the room remembering the things that went down here. I remember the beginning of the foursome with Stacy and Dee. I clench my thighs together.

Me: Stupid pregnancy hormones!

I made my way to Aiden’s office. He was digging in his safe.

Me: Daddy?

He closes the safe and turns around.

Aiden: I thought I told you to stay put.

Me: What’s in there?

Aiden: What helps me provide for you and the little one. What are you doing in here?

He looks at me and already knows what it is.

Aiden: Come here.

He takes a seat on the couch in his office. I run over to him and start unbuckling his pants.

Aiden: Someone’s impatient.

Me: Shut up!

I pull his pants down. I pull my panties down. He holds his hand up.

Aiden: You’re wearing panties.

Me: Yeah.

Aiden: Does that seem easily accessible to you?

Me: No.

He holds his hand out and I hand them to him. He takes them and places them into the safe.

Aiden: Don’t ever wear them again.

Me: Yes Daddy.

He sits back down and pats his lap. I sit on his lap.

Aiden: How do you want it, baby?

Me: I don’t care Daddy!

He pushes into me. I moan into his mouth. He goes slow.

Aiden: You want it clean or dirty?

I think for a moment. Clean meant getting fucked in whatever position we started. Dirty meant anything went. I kiss him, aggressively invading his mouth with my tongue.

Me: Dirty.

He smiles.

Aiden: Say no more.

He thrust deep one time. He pulls the top of my dress down, exposing my breasts. He takes one in his mouth. I moan as they had become sensitive from the pregnancy. He was over stimulating me. His dick was inside me. He popped a finger inside my ass. The hungry attention he showed my breast. And him rubbing aggressive circles on my clit, I was losing my mind.

Aiden: Daddy’s horny little girl.

Me: Fuck! Don’t stop!

Everything becomes more intense. He starts fucking me harder and deeper. He puts another finger inside of my ass.

Aiden: Ready?

Me: Yes!

He kisses me then bites down on my shoulder. I scream out in pain and pleasure and start cumming. I collapse on his chest. He runs his hand up and down my back.

Aiden: Better?

Me: Better.

Aiden: Good. Now we have to make an unexpected stop.

Me: Where?

Aiden: You’ll see.

He walks off and comes back with a wet cloth to clean us up. We get back in the car.

Aiden: Now stay here. And I mean it.

I pout and stay in the car. The sign on the building was so faded; I don’t see how anyone could figure out what this store was for. After about twenty minutes, Aiden comes out with like six bags and puts them in the back seat.

Me: What’s that?

Aiden: Nothing to concern yourself with now. Here.

He holds a little red ball out to me.

Me: A stress ball?

He starts laughing.

Aiden: Put it in.

Me: In where?

His eyes go from my face to my pussy.

Me: In there?

Aiden: Yes.

I slide it in.

Me: Ok, is it --?

It starts vibrating in me and I grab the dashboard of the car. It took me by surprise.

Aiden: Now no more interruptions. I still have things to do.

I nod.

Aiden: By the way, if that’s what the lowest setting did to you, I can imagine what max will do to you.

Me: That’s low?!

He nods and starts laughing. We head off to the next business, and I try to keep myself together, but this ball was bad news for me.