~~Elena~~
Two weeks in, and I’m sure Daddy’s noticed I’ve been a naughty girl, begging for his punishment.
My p***y throbs so hard, aching for his hands, his mouth, his c**k to tame it. Only he can calm the fire burning inside me, and I’ve been craving it every night, rubbing my clit raw to thoughts of him.
It was Friday, and I’d dressed for my best friend Sonia’s party, my crop top barely covering my t**s, my skirt so short it rode up with every step, showing off my thighs.
In the living room, Mom was serving dinner, off work for once, chatting with Daddy about his company.
His eyes flicked to me as I walked in, raking over my body, lingering on the strip of bare stomach, the hem of my skirt barely hiding my panties.
“Elle, oh my God,” Mom gasped, setting down a plate. “That dres
