Daddy's Little Prince || Shance Short Story

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I pouted slightly as I played with the hem of my baby blue sweater. Daddy had been gone for only an hour and I was already missing him. What a pathetic baby I was. I needed to exercise patience, but how could I do that if I couldn’t even stand my daddy being gone for even 15 minutes? Sure, he got me a lot of nice things to help me provide for myself, and I loved him dearly, but he was gone a bit too often, and a terrible itching feeling was creeping up to me, whispering in my ear. I couldn’t hear it, but it was telling me something bad. I decided to just read the note that he’d left for me again, probably for the seventh time. I’d only stopped reading to get a cookie, but I could never get tired of his loving words.

My name is Lance, but only my daddy can call me pet names, like ‘doll’ and ‘pet’ and ‘baby’ and other things like that. I like them a lot, and I tell them to myself when I feel sad that I’m alone, telling myself that my daddy will come home soon and call me those names again. Speaking of my daddy, his name is Takashi, but his friends call him Shiro. I used to call him that until he took me in as a sugar baby, so now I call him ‘daddy’, ‘master’, and other cute things like that. I can tell he likes them, and I do too.

Daddy told me he wasn’t going to be home for a while, so I tucked myself out of sight from the camera outside the door to our room, underneath the sheets, which still smelled like him. I slid down my black shorts, revealing navy blue panties that strung lace around the terra incognita of my tanned skin. They lined my curves gracefully, along with the matching corset I bought. Daddy let me buy anything I wanted when we went out once, so I went to Victoria’s Secret and bought this as a little surprise for him. He was probably going to be proud of me for buying something to please him with. I didn’t want to flatter myself, but with the way that the lacy aegean blue undergarment outlined my every curve, gold and black beads dangling from the thin hem, it was sure to tempt him. Garter belts attached to the black stockings that I’d bought a while ago, accented with blue fake roses sewn in. A navy blue corset with black studs at the straps and hemline was attached to the panties by deep black suspenders that were consisted entirely of dark lace and gold pearly studs. All of this beauty that the store lady had given me a discount on (‘make that daddy of yours proud, sweetie~’) hid under my big blue sweater and black booty shorts.

I waited for him to get home for a few more hours, passing the time by very carefully sliding my hand into the rough fabric of the lingerie, rubbing the shaft of my member, imagining my thin fingers as my daddy’s rough big ones that knew all my weak spots. Feeling the pad of my thumb rub against the sensitive bone, I let a small moan slip from my lips quietly, the sound getting louder as I worked myself off, but not enough to make myself cum, because I wanted to save that for when Daddy got home.

It was getting harder to stifle my overwhelming moans as I imagined that it wasn’t my own small hand running up and down my member, but instead it was my daddy’s, being extremely soft and gentle to me, all the while overwhelming me with pleasure. This was against Daddy’s rules, I knew that, but he wouldn’t know. I wanted to cum badly, I wanted to feel the relief of releasing my seed, but I knew that my daddy would want to see it firsthand, so I saved the view for him. For now, nestled under the giant white comforter, I worked illicitly on my bone, but just as I felt my orgasm start to heat up and tingle in my body, I heard the code to the door beep. Had it really been that long?

I immediately dried myself off, readjusted my clothes, and made it look like I was half asleep, on the verge of falling into a deep slumber. I heard his footsteps come upstairs as I cuddled my big fluffy teddy bear that he’d gotten for me, nearly drifting off to sleep as I thought of what he would think of my new outfit.

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“Baby, I’m home,” I called, hanging up my jacket and walking upstairs. I heard soft snoring and peered into the room we shared to see him asleep, cuddling his teddy bear. I changed out of my work clothes into something more comfortable and crawled onto the bed, placing my hand on his shoulder gently. “My little ningyō, are you awake?”

He stirred a bit and sat up slowly, rubbing his eye. He looked around a bit until his eyes landed on me, then his eyes widened in excitement. “Daddy! You’re home!” He hugged me excitedly, nuzzling his pretty head into my shoulder. I smiled and hugged him back.

“Did you miss me, baby?”

“Of course, daddy! I have a present for you, but it’s going to be a surprise for a little bit, okay?”

I raised an eyebrow at that last comment, but nodded. It was probably going to be special if he was willing to keep it a secret until he was ready to reveal it to me. He smiled brightly and kissed my lips gently, his own warm and soft, as they always were, contradicting my own chapped rough ones. He, for some reason, still liked my lips, even though they were undesirable. He pulled away and hopped off of the bed, hopping downstairs to get some milk. I smiled gently to myself and thought to myself, ’What a beautiful baby. I can’t believe he’s actually mine.’

I suddenly heard his voice calling me downstairs in the form of a slightly desperate ‘daddy, come downstairs, please’. I rushed downstairs to see what the fuss was, and my eyes landed on the most beautiful sight to see after a long day of work.

My beautiful baby was kneeling there, on his knees, on the floor, in front of me, perched atop a bundle of blue blankets, in the living room, wearing a beautiful three-piece set of lingerie. A dark blue corset with black studs attached to matching panties by lace suspenders, which were strapped to a pair of fishnet stockings, was adorning his delicate tanned body, navy blue and black clashing against the caramel hue of Lance’s soft perfect skin, gold beads dangling at the hem and straps of the set. His normally tamed chestnut hair was tousled and messy, but in my opinion, that made him even cuter. His innocent ocean eyes, which always lured me in with the unstable periastron that drew close in those gentle irises, were looking up at me with a gentle submissive look.

“Surprise, daddy,” he smiled, his voice down to barely a whisper. Heat rushed to my face quickly, and I was shell shocked. When did he ever get this? “Are you happy? I wanted to make you proud since you looked stressed when you left.”

I snapped to my senses and leaned down, tilting his chin to face me in a soft manner. “When did you get this?”

“When we went to Arus Mall and you told me I could buy anything I wanted, I decided to get this for you because, well, because I thought you’d be happy to see me in it,” he explained softly. His face suddenly contorted from a look of innocence and purity laced with lust to a sad look, forlorn and guilty. “D...do you not like it? If so, I’m sorry for wasting your money, Daddy, I can make it up to you, I-”

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I was cut off in the middle of my apology by warm rough lips that I loved so dearly against mine. Once he pulled away, his forehead touching mine ever so slightly, he whispered, “I love it, baby, and I love you. I love you so so much. You’ve really made your daddy proud.”

At this, my insides warmed, and I beamed up at him. I made my daddy proud! My eyes were overcome by a sinister look, and, with seductive and nonetheless husky tones lacing my voice, I leaned up and whispered, “Why don’t we put it to good use?”

I felt him tense, and he purred slightly before pulling away and saying, “Why don’t we?”

He picked me up, took me to our room, and locked the door, setting me gently on the bed. He took out the fuzzy blue handcuffs I loved and hooked them to my wrists, trapping my hands against the headboard of the bed, leaving my body defenseless and vulnerable to any dirty things he planned to do to me.

“You’re such a pretty present to walk home to every day, baby,” he whispered, his hot breath against my ear, sending a shiver scampering down my back, my spine quivering as he slid his hand under the lace, giving my ass a firm squeeze, extruding a quiet moan from me. He knew very well I was sensitive there, yet he was still so so gentle with me, and I loved him for that.

“Then why don’t you unwrap me?” I teased, adding a bit of flair to my tone. I felt him blush before hooking onto the suspenders and unbuckling them, sliding the panties off. “These look so beautiful, but if we’re to have a good time, they’ll have to temporarily come off.”

I only nodded quickly as he slid the panties and stockings off, carefully unbuckling the garter belts and sliding them off, setting them to the side, leaving my body half-naked. Upon watching him, added to the feeling of his warm hands sliding down my thighs, my erection perked up and started to twitch in anticipation. Daddy, noticing this, chuckled a bit and touched the very tip teasingly. A shudder went down my back, and I tried to buck my hips up to the touch. It felt so pressured, but I still loved the feeling and yearned for more. “P-please don’t tease me, daddy…”

He nodded, gave me a quick peck, and slid off the corset, unbuckling the straps. Leaning down to press a solid kiss against my lips, his hands roamed my body slowly, tentatively running across every curve and crevasse of my body. I shivered in pleasure, the warmth eliciting a soft moan from me, just enough to allow Daddy to slide his tongue in, exploring every nook and cranny of my mouth that he’d memorized. As he lifted me by my thighs and clenched my ass firmly, his tongue had a battle with mine, his emerging victorious almost immediately. He parted his lips from mine, a small string of saliva connecting our tongues.

“Be a good boy for Daddy, okay?” he whispered in my ear, earning a nod from me almost immediately. He smirked and took his prosthetic hand, holding it up to my member, just at the top of the shaft, where I was most sensitive. “I got something new for my prosthetic, just for you~”

At the tone of voice he was using, I could tell that whatever new feature he had was bound to make me a stuttering blushing mess by the time he was done with me. He cupped the knot under my member, causing me to shiver slightly, then his hand glowed a faint purple. I cocked my eyebrow, and as if on cue, the hand started to vibrate. A jolt went through my body, starting from the bottom and traveling up to my lips, eliciting a string of moans poured from my mouth.

“Ah- ahh- oh god, Daddy, it’s so g-good, ah,” I couldn’t stop the flow of moans and grunts that escaped my mouth. The orgasm I had before he came home had faded a bit earlier, but now it was coming back at full force. Shivers crept up my back, and I bucked my hips to his passive gentle touch. This was the first time he’d ever used toys with me, and it felt so so good. I didn’t know why I hadn’t thought of asking him for toys before. I guess I was just embarrassed of what he would think.

“Does my baby like that?” he whispered huskily in my ear. “Does my baby want his cock pleasured until it hurts, does he want his hole dripping with my seed?”

Those little sweet nothings were enough to make me whimper and plead, well, not exactly pleading. I was trying to say yes, trying to tell him that I wanted more, trying to beg for his rough fingers inside me, but it was more of me whimpering and moaning needily, to which he responded with fumbling for the little lube bottle that he kept on the nightstand, occupying himself by leaving love bites all over my skin, deepening a few of the older ones, making sure to leave a dark hickey on my sweet spot, which earned a sweet silky moan from me.

Leaning down as he popped open the cap to the lube bottle, he took one of my hard buds in his teeth and nibbled on it, to which I couldn’t help but groan in pleasure. It was all so overwhelming, and I didn’t know how much longer my orgasm could be held back. Little jolts of what slightly felt like electricity were buzzing around where his hands or his lips roamed, causing my body to tremble under his touch.

“Such a good boy~ Just taking everything I give like a good little pet~” he praised, which had me quivering. He knew I was an absolute slut for praising, and he planned to take advantage of it.

“Ngah- d-daddy, please, I- ah~” I whimpered, feeling a fluttery feeling quake and convulse in my bones, coursing through my veins. Never in my life had I been taken this hard, not even by my Daddy, because he knew to always be gentle with me. This was a foreign feeling, almost supernatural in a way. I could feel his fingers prodding sloppily at my bone, which was damp with precum already. Moans slid gracefully from my lips, making him smirk as he gripped my erection, causing me to gasp and whimper, bucking my hips up to the touch. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, the hand that was vibrating gripped my member and started to vibrate against that. Oh god, it felt amazing.

Shudders traveled from my V-line to every bone in my body, causing quaking wails of pleasure and slight pain to be released from my lips. That orgasm wasn’t going to be held back any longer if he kept this up. Warmth and tingles were rushing through my body like food dye in water, and the heat pooling at my stomach wasn’t going to stay there very long.

“D-Daddy, I- ah- I-I’m gonna- hah- ah-” I barely managed to muster as a smirk made its way onto his face.

“Oh my, is my baby going to cum from just this~?” he asked seductively, the flirtatious tone in his voice luring me in. “Naughty boy~ Don’t cum yet, I’ll tell you when, okay?”

I was only able to give a weak nod as thin strings of white precum tangled against my member and lower chest. Daddy did nothing but pull away, leaving my hips bucking and begging for more. He untied the handcuffs and slid off his pants, leaving only his boxers on. “You know what to do.”

I nodded quickly and pulled down his boxers tentatively, one of the beads of my bracelets (which he’d forgotten to take off) temporarily tangling into the threads of the fabric before untangling, and both my hands and his member were free. No matter how many times I saw it, I could never get over how big it was. I was astounded that it ever fit inside me. I took it very gently with my fingers, and I could feel the shiver that went down Daddy’s spine due to my cold hands.

Taking the head in my mouth slowly, I could just barely hear Daddy’s low moan over the ringing in my ears from stretching my mouth so much. Taking as much as I could in, I pumped my lips up and down against the soft malleable skin, feeling the bone twitch slightly in anticipation inside my mouth.

“Ah- b-baby, you’re working so well- ah-” he grunted, gripping onto my hair. Squeezing the shaft gently, I made sure not to hold back on making it wet. I could tell we were running out of lube, and there wasn’t going to be enough for his member, so I decided to use saliva to make it better, even if it was going to go in dry due to it. Daddy’s soft moans and grunts had my insides feeling some type of way, and I felt like gagging because the head was hitting the back of my tongue, but I sucked it up and kept giving him one of my infamous blowjobs that I knew he loved. The salty taste of precum stung my tongue, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me from pleasuring my one and only Daddy. I could feel his hands grip the sheets tightly, so I took away one hand to rest it gently on Daddy’s kneecap. He relaxed almost immediately, and I took the opportunity to pump his beautiful cock up and down, earning the faded moans that came back in full force.

I suddenly felt the parts of his member I couldn’t fit come stashing into my mouth, causing me to choke and pull away a bit. I coughed, still feeling the gag reflex lasting on the back of my throat.

“Sorry, baby,” Daddy apologized, his face still pink. “Daddy couldn’t resist you.”

“It’s okay, Daddy, just warn me next time, please,” I asked. Once he nodded in agreement, I dipped back down and took the damp member in my mouth, holding on with both hands, the moans erupting again. After a little while, he pulled away and cuffed my hands again, this time laying me flat on my stomach. I could hear the lube cap being popped open, and my erection perked up, twitching in anticipation. Daddy, upon noticing this, chuckled slightly. “My baby eager?”

I could only nod weakly as I felt his head prod at my hole, tensing up a bit. Shifting slightly to grant him better access, I whispered, “I’m yours. Do what you want with me.”

At that, I could feel the bone press into my hole, eliciting a sharp whine from me. It felt so dry… “Mm...k-keep going…”

Soon, as it always did, pain melded into pleasure, and I found myself rocking my hips to the rhythm of his thrusts, which were getting more powerful by the moment. Suddenly, I felt a slap on my skin, directed at my thigh, which caused a sharp wail to come out of my mouth. It felt good, though, so naturally, I begged for more. Well, it was more of me whimpering and crying out incoherent words. “D-Daddy, I- ah- p-please- I-I need-”

“Need what, baby?” All this teasing was bringing my orgasm closer to spilling out, and I was ready to beg for as long as I needed. “Ask for it like a good baby. I want the whole neighborhood to hear you scream.”

“D-Daddy, please! I-I need you- I need your cock in me!” I whimpered, gripping onto his thighs and pushing my hips down. “Please, let me have all of your godly cock inside of me, please, daddy!” It felt like the rest of the world was a void and the only colored thing was me and my daddy, tangled in the sheets, his member in my hole. It felt so stretched out, it almost felt like my insides were bruising, but it felt so damn good at the same time. Daddy must’ve noticed my slight squirming, because he whispered in my ear gently, “You know the safe words; red for stop and blue for go.”

I nodded gently as he lowered me onto his lap, causing his member to press further into my hole, slipping a quivering whimper from my lips. I persisted nonetheless, fitting as much of his member in as I could. His head was nearing my prostate, and I could feel the heat of my orgasm rising steadily.

Then his member slammed into it, with such deadly accuracy that it caused a loud scream-like sound to escape my throat.

“D-Daddy! Ah- it’s so- so- hahh- please, oh god, more- ngah- d-daddy, more, more, please please please!” I wailed loudly, throwing my head back onto his shoulder. “I-I need you so ba- ah- daddy, please, ngh- gahh, daddy, m-more, I need it so bad- s-so good, ga- ahh-”

My moans and pleads were accompanied by his laboring grunts as he struggled to fulfill my wish and fit more inside me. It all felt so good, it felt like tidal waves were crashing over me, drenching me in pleasure. “D-Daddy, please, I-I need to- ahh- daddy, please-”

“What do you- ah- need to do-?” he asked in between grunts and pants.

“I-I need to- please let me- ah, daddy- I-I need to- I need to c-cum…”

Upon hearing this, he rubbed my thighs soothingly and slowed his thrusts a bit - just a bit, mind you - which allowed me to cum, which I did. Tethered ropes of white strings decorated my chest, my thighs, and the sheets.

“You came so much, baby~!” he purred, rubbing my hips and stomach gently, his hands gliding across my body.

“O-Only for you, daddy~” I murmured. He held my slightly rocking hips still and waited for permission. I knew what he wanted to do, and I gave a slight nod.

A few seconds later, I felt his hot seed filling up my hole, dripping a bit. He slowly pulled out of me, leaving my body feeling slightly empty, aside from the cum that dripped from my hole slightly.

“You were such a good baby~” he praised quietly, causing me to beam. “Do you want to snuggle or bathe first?”

“Can we take a bath first? I don’t wanna feel sticky,” I replied quietly. He nodded and picked me up, carrying me into the bathtub. He filled it with warm water and poured the formula for bubbles inside, the water foaming up. As he crawled in behind me and placed me gently on his lap, I popped a few of the bubbles, the sweet scent of strawberry vanilla wafting into my nose. He washed my body and hair as I played with the bubbles and my bath toys, being careful with my sensitive spots, like my ass and my member. Once he was done cleaning me, he washed me off and wrapped me up in a towel, drying me off and carrying me to the bed. Sliding me under the covers, he crawled in next to me and spooned me, making me feel all cute and little in his arms. He always knew how to get me to feel better after a heated session, and I loved that about him. I pushed my body against his, trying to feel as much of his body warmth as I could. I always felt safe around him. Drifting off to sleep, I had a sweet little smile on my face as I dreamed of my sweet sugar daddy.

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The next morning, I woke up to Daddy snuggling me, breathing gently down my neck. I slowly peeled away from him, despite what I wanted, and changed into a big pink sweater and white thigh-highs, nothing underneath but my lovely black booty shorts. I went downstairs and grabbed a cookie, chewing slightly as I read a book. I heard Daddy come downstairs and didn’t turn my head, as I was sucked into the plot of the book. Daddy tapped my shoulder, and I looked up gently.

“I’m going to the Space Mall today, baby,” he said, smiling a bit. “Do you want to come with me?”

I nodded eagerly and got up. Once I got upstairs, I started changing into a pink hoodie, ripped jean shorts, and pink sneakers. I left my hair messy as I went downstairs and joined Daddy, who led me out into the car. The chauffeur sped off, and I laid my head on Daddy’s shoulder, waiting until we got to the mall.

He helped me out of the limo and held my hand as we walked into the mall, stopping at Victoria’s Secret first. I picked a few things out for myself, and he sent me off to pay for my chosen lingerie while he looked for something. The young woman at the counter, upon seeing me, gave a little wink and flirtatiously leaned against the table.

“Hello~ My name’s Nyma, what can I do for you?” she asked, leaning against the table, pressing her breasts together. I wrinkled my nose in disgust a bit, but handed her my desired lingerie and the money needed. She took them and scanned the tags, placing them in a bag, never breaking eye contact with me, making me uncomfortable. “Will that be it?”

I nodded and took the bag, thanking her and turning away to find my daddy, when she grabbed my hand and placed a piece of paper into my palm. I read it and found out it was her number.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t take this. I-I have a boyfriend,” I said, sliding the paper back to her.

She raised an eyebrow at my little stutter and shook her head, although her face crinkled in slight disgust at the mention of my being gay- or, well, bi. “He won’t find out~”

“Yes, I will.”

I turned around and saw my Daddy approaching, placing a protective hand on my shoulder. He glared hard at Nyma, who gulped a bit and shrunk away slightly upon seeing him.

“My baby is mine, okay? I know girls who are just like you, and all they do is use their boyfriends and throw them away. I’m not letting you do that to my baby.”

“Ugh, whatever. You fags are disgusting anyway. But I know I can treat you better than this guy, hon~ The offer is always open~” she said, sending a wink towards me and sliding the paper back to me.

“No, thanks. I’m happy with my daddy and there’s nothing you could ever do to change that. And there’s no way I’m calling you, ever,” I replied, crossing my arms. I took Daddy’s hand in mine and pulled him out of the store, but not before delivering a solid middle finger to Nyma.

I walked out to the fountain and sat down on a bench, my daddy following me. I turned to him, and once he turned to me, I cupped his cheek in my hand and kissed him firmly, crawling onto his lap and wrapping my legs around his waist. He seemed shocked at first, but responded with moving his lips against mine and placing his hands tentatively on my torso. I didn’t care if we were in public or if people were watching us with various mixed reactions; all that mattered right now was the wonderful euphoric taste of Daddy melting against my lips, leaving me hungry for more.

Once we pulled away, I stared into his onyx eyes with passion and desire. “I belong to nobody but you.”

He only responded with ‘yes you do, baby’ before cupping my cheeks in his big rough hands and placing a solid kiss to my lips. I held one of his wrists and pressed my body against his, using my free hand to gently stroke his kneecap. Just before our lips parted and our eyes slowly fluttered open from being subconsciously closed shut, I heard a camera flash. It was a teen, no older than sixteen, taking a Polaroid of our little exhibition-style make-out. I raised an eyebrow, and he snapped up, stuttering badly as he put his mint green Polaroid down.

“I-I’m sorry, it’s just that I don’t see many queer people anymore, and my family doesn’t accept me, so I just wanted to capture the moment,” he explained shyly. “I’m so sorry if you didn’t want that, I’m so sorry, I-”

“Hey, it’s okay,” I smiled reassuringly. He relaxed, but he was still tense. “It’s nice to know that people feel better because of us. We’re usually not this public, but if it makes you smile, then we’re okay with it. Right, daddy?”

“Of course,” he nodded, sincere and genuine. “We’re always open to helping people feel better about themselves. What’s your name, son?”

“M-my name is Lotor,” he replied quietly. “I have a boyfriend, his name is Hunk. We’re still going strong, and he’s helping me get over my family disowning me.”

“Well, he’s very lucky to have someone like you,” I smiled. He grinned brightly, thanked us, and went up to a man with dark mocha hair and a yellow-orange bandana. They talked for a bit, then their lips connected. I felt a warm bubbly feeling rise up in my chest.

“Look at that, daddy,” I smiled dreamily. “We’re inspiring people by our actions. Isn’t that wonderful?”

“Yes, very,” he nodded. He placed a soft chaste kiss on my lips and gazed into my eyes with so much love and endearment that I wanted to melt. “It’s thanks to you that we’re able to do public displays like this.”

I smiled and pecked his cheek, saying quietly, “It’s thanks to both of us. I love you so much, daddy.”

“I love you too, baby.”

We stayed there for a little, then got up and explored a few more stores. He got me a few more plushies and cute clothes, and soon enough, it was time to go. We cuddled in the back of the car for a bit, Daddy whispering sweet nothings in my ear. It all felt so good. So right.