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I'd always heard people say that things could change in the blink of an eye, but I had never really believed that was true until it happened to me. Things changed a lot after my eighteenth birthday, but they were all for the better. For starters, my mother ran away with her boss. She left the divorce papers with my father's secretary, already signed. Turns out, she didn't want anything from my father. She didn't want the house or any of his money; she didn't even want custody of me. She just wanted the money in her bank account and all of her belongings. My father seemed alright with that. He signed the papers without any sort of hesitation, swiftly moving them along his desk just like they were every day paper work. Actually, after he came home that night, he seemed happier than he had in a long time. It was as if a large weight had been lifted off of his shoulders. We were sitting together in the kitchen, getting ready to eat dinner. I had just finished making a shrimp pasta with white wine sauce, and as I set it down onto the table, he reached forward, taking my arm and gently pulled me into his lap. I was sitting sideways with my legs draped over him, and I bit my bottom lip, looking up into his eyes, and with one swift movement, he placed one of his paws on my back, pushed me forward, and kissed me harder than he ever had. It took the breath right out of me, and we stayed there for several long minutes. I think he felt free. He felt free to do as he pleased in his own home. He no longer had to hold back in worry that my mother would see us together.

Not only was my mother out of the house, leaving plenty of alone time for us, but I had perfected my skills as a tease. Apparently, I'm what's known as a brat or, as my father called me, a pest. I always thought that little brats were spoiled children who cried when they didn't get what they wanted or talked back to their parents in disrespectful tones, but apparently, in the world of sex, a brat means something much different. Brats are, in essence, naughty submissives. Basically, I found disobedience to be a playful turn-on. I disobeyed orders or angered my father only to receive his punishment, and luckily, my father came to understand that I needed an alpha who would not only teach me a lesson but also accept that any number of lessons would not change my behavior. I think he loved it too, because he always seemed to enjoy giving me what I deserved. I couldn't control myself either. I took every opportunity I had to tease my father, and each time I tried to top myself.

One of my most memorable teases happened during the summer. Of course, I was spending most of my time away from school in a bikini and lounging by the pool. My father went to work every day, and every day that he was gone, I spent my time by the pool, soaking in the sun and watching as males stared. It was almost like an adrenaline rush to watch their eyes scan over my body. Were they imagining me without my bikini? I hoped so.

That's where I was heading, but I wanted to tell my father goodbye in the brattiest sort of way. I was in the kitchen, cooking up some sausage and eggs for my father before he went to work, which was something that my mother never did, but the perk that morning was my attire. I was only wearing an apron that tied around my neck. The back was completely open, showing my bare back and ass. I made sure to keep my tail high, and when my father walked into the room, I heard his footfalls stop immediately before a deep groan left his lips.

"Daddy, I made you breakfast." I said, turning to look over my shoulder at him with a seductive gaze. I tried to channel all of my desire for him through my eyes, and I think he saw it, because another groan left his lips as his eyes wandered over me.

"God, you're beautiful." He said with a slight shiver in his voice.

I smirked and turned around, placing the food onto the table. I then reached around and untied the apron, letting it fall to the ground at my feet before I stepped over the heap. I was completely bare then, letting him see my breasts and lower lips.

"Daddy, don't you want to eat something?" I asked, but I emphasized the word something, letting him know what I really wanted.

I pressed to his chest, letting my bare breasts rub against his suit jacket. Slowly, I reached up and tightened his tie, making it close around his throat just a bit tighter than normal. It was a very dominating move, and I knew he wouldn't take it lightly. He growled and snapped his paw up, gripping a handful of my hair with precision. He pulled my hair back, making me look up at him before he loosened his tie with his other paw.

"You're such a pest." He said with a smirk, tightening his grip on my hair. "You know that this is my last case day for a week. After today, I will make up for all the lost time. I promise." Slowly, he released my hair, but I simply bit my bottom lip. I didn't want him to release his grip. I wanted to feel the tug.

"I don't think I can wait Daddy. Please let me play with you." I whispered, rubbing my paw over his suit pants. I could already feel how hard he was. His pants were beginning to tighten, and I continued to rub, leaning up and kissing his neck just above the collar of his white dress shirt.

"Fuck..." He whispered, gently bucking his hips into my paw. "I'm going to take you so hard tonight." He growled out. I knew his adrenaline was starting to pump, because his muscles were tightening and his breaths were becoming short and hard. "Daddy has to go to work." He whispered, and I could hear the tone of regret that lingered in his voice.

I smirked, wanting to tease him more. I just couldn't stop doing it. He reached down to the table to grab some breakfast, and I eased my hand to my lower lips, getting some juices onto my finger before swiping the juices over his nose and muzzle.

His reaction was immediate. His eyes dilated, and I watched as he took a deep inhale. I was definitely a brat.

With a frustrated shiver, he wiped his nose and looked down at me with a lustful glare. His hand snapped up once more, but this time, his long, rough fingers wrapped around my soft throat. He tightened his grip just enough to slightly restrict my breathing, and I could feel my lower lips become soaked from that one action.

"When I get home, you better be on your back with those legs spread wide and ready for me, because you're not going to be able to walk when I'm done with you."

His words were sharp, and I knew he meant them.

"Yes sir." I whispered, feeling my nipples harden in excitement.

"Good girl." He responded, slowly releasing my throat. He didn't hurt me whatsoever, but he knew I loved it when he was forceful. "I'll be back at four."

"Bye Daddy." I said with a smirk, biting my bottom lip.

He took the rest of his breakfast to go, and I was left alone. I would have played with Drake, but he wasn't home either. One of my father's friends had asked to use Drake for a breeder to his female Great Dane. So, I knew Drake was off having fun, and I needed to find my own fun.

Originally, I wanted to go to the pool, but I changed my mind. I was too frisky to go anywhere. I wanted to tease, but I wasn't sure how. My father had been so busy with work that we hadn't mated in almost five days. It was driving me crazy. He was always cooped up in his office, filing papers and listening to people babble, and when he got home, he was extremely exhausted. He had promised to make it up to me, but I wasn't satisfied with just that. I needed him to be throbbing when he walked in the door.

I pranced upstairs, still naked from breakfast. I didn't have a need for clothes, not then. Once I got to his room, I playfully opened the door, gently stepping in as if I was breaking a rule. I thought it was sexy to sneak into daddy's room. It felt naughty even though I knew I was allowed in.

Biting my bottom lip, I tip toed over to his computer and wiggled the mouse, watching as the screen flashed to life. He had a stereotypical daddy background. It was a picture of one of his favorite cars streaking across the screen- a light gray Pontiac G8 with a V8 engine, not a V6. He was very specific about that fact.

I opened up the folder labeled pictures and scrolled until I found one titled "Work and Stuff." A grin spread over my face. He wouldn't have a work folder on his home computer. He used flash drives for all those things. I clicked it, watching as all the pictures splayed across the screen, and as I clicked on the first one, I began to explore. The first picture was a female raccoon, obviously a porn star, she had her legs spread wide with her fingers gently caressing her pussy lips and her breasts out. She was completely naked with a look of desire on her face, and I purred softly.

"Naughty daddy." I whispered, continuing to move forward through the folder.

There were several pictures, but I soon found the portion of the folder that I wanted. Some of them I didn't even know he took. My face was suddenly up on the screen, bright eyes looking upward toward the camera, but my lips were wide, wrapped around my father's shaft all the way to the base. The next picture had my lips even closer to his base. He had pushed my head forward as far as I could go, forcing me to take every inch of his shaft. My nose was rubbing the tuft of fur right above his sheath--the happy trail.

"Fuck..." I whispered, feeling my lower lips starting to tingle just like this morning. I needed something, and I needed it right then. I continued to scroll, watching as each picture flashed and then disappeared.

All too soon, the folder was over, and I quickly opened up one of the programs on my father's computer. It was called MyCam, and I bit my bottom lip as the black screen opened up and the tiny circle in the middle let me know it was connecting.

I waited several seconds, and at first, I thought that he wasn't going to answer, but just as I was about to exit, my father's face came up on the screen. He was sitting in his office, several degrees and pictures posted on the wall behind him, and I bit my bottom lip.

"Hey daddy. How's work?" I asked. He could only see from my shoulders up, but I'm sure he knew I was naked.

"Not too great baby girl. I've been here for almost twenty minutes and it feels like days." He replied, loosening his tie a bit. He must have been getting hot.

I slowly stood, letting him see my naked body, and I could hear a long huff leave his lips. I lifted my tail, swaying from side to side to tease. I was still so wet from looking at all of his pictures. So, I turned around, showing him my rump before I bent over and widened my legs a bit to let him see my lower lips. They were dripping onto my fingers and thighs with ease.

"Daaaaaddyy." I sang swaying my hips from side to side so my pussy danced across the screen, enticing him to move closer. He did move closer, and I could see him loosen his tie a bit more.

"Daddy I need to be fucked." I said in my most innocent voice.

Reaching back, I used my index and middle finger to slowly open my lower lips. I wanted him to see my pink walls. There was another huff, and I snickered.

"Don't worry baby girl. You're going to get it when I get home." He said in a raspy voice. He was trying to control himself.

"I don't believe you." I lied.

He smirked, and I heard his door open. He glanced up, and I could tell he was holding in a growl, because the corners of his mouth twitched up.

"Yes?" He asked a bit angrily.

I couldn't make out what the other person said, but I could tell it was a male, and I could tell that it sounded a bit urgent. My father sighed and looked back at the screen. I could tell he wanted to see more of me, but he seemed to have work to do.

"Remember what I said. I'll be home at four." He responded, and I could see him reach under his desk, probably trying to adjust himself.

"Yes sir." I said with a smirk. "I'll try to be good."

He disappeared in an instant, but I wasn't completely satisfied with my job yet. I needed to tease him more. I needed him to be in a fit of horny rage when he came home, but I was having a bit of trouble coming up with a plan.

Suddenly, it hit me, and a smirk spread across my face. What was I going to do? I was going to make my father jealous, and he would surely want to punish me after that, because I was going to be a bad girl. The computer in front of me was linked to my father's account on FetZone where he often talked to all of his friends or recorded me in bed with him, but I wanted to record myself.

I scanned the screen, looking for the square icon with a pair of handcuffs on it. It was perched in the far left-hand corner of the screen, and I quickly clicked on it, watching as it opened to show a list of all my father's contacts. A few of them were online, and as I skimmed the buttons, I found the one I wanted--"Stream Live."

Did I dare go through with it? I dared!

I was still completely naked, and I pushed my rump all the way to the back of the chair before I laid my legs over the long arms of the chair. This was the perfect position. At the top of the screen was a little window that allowed me to see myself, and I could see my body perfectly. My neglected lower lips were wet and my breasts bounced with every movement. With that, I leaned forward and clicked the Live button, watching as the webcam began to blink red. I leaned back on the chair and slowly slid my fingers down my body, gently stroking my pussy with my fingers. I simply stroked myself, rubbing my wet lips and teasing my clit until the computer made two small beeps. I looked up to see that there were two viewers, and I bit my bottom lip. I couldn't see them, but that didn't matter. It turned me on just as much to know I was being watched.

I simply stroked myself, teasing the men on the other side with my gentle moans and shivers, and within minutes, the webcam chat popped up, showing me messages. I had no idea who they were from, but I didn't care.

Slide two fingers into that tight pussy. The first message read, and I felt my cheeks begin to burn a bright red. They really were watching me.

I did as I was told and slid two fingers inside of my wet lower lips. It made me shiver to feel my walls stretching around my own fingers, and I began pumping them back and forth, curling them up against all my sweet spots to make my pussy drip.

"Like this?" I asked softly, biting my bottom lip as I awaited an answer.

Harder, was all the message replied, and I began pumping my fingers harder, pushing them in as deep as I could go, stretching my walls to please myself. It felt amazing, and the rolling sensations of my walls tightening and stretching caused my nipples to harden. They were pointing straight at the camera, practically begging for attention. I wondered if males were pleasing themselves on the other side, and I hoped they were. There was something about being told what to do and imt52+agining the males -playing with themselves that sent tingles over my body and made my pussy throb.

_Where's daddy?_Another message answered, and I could see that the message was from a different person than the first two.

"He's at work, and he left me here all frisky and alone." I replied, beginning to purr in pleasure for the naughty boys and myself. My pussy was practically dripping by then. The thought of being watched turned me on more than anything, and I knew my father would find out sooner or later.

Why don't you go get some toys and play for us? How would I have said no to that? It was too tempting, and I wanted to obey. I wanted to follow the orders that I was given, even if they weren't from my alpha. I nodded and got up from the chair, hurrying to the other side of the room where daddy kept all of my play toys. There was a decently sized red box sitting on the table filled with all my favorites, and I bit my bottom lip as I picked it up. It wasn't heavy and couldn't have been any more than twelve inches long and wide, but I knew what was inside. I hurried back to the chair and quickly sat back down. I set the box onto the computer desk and quickly positioned myself back with my legs on the arms of the chair, my pussy and breasts exposed.

Get something that will stretch you nicely. Said another male, and as I looked at my father's contact list, I could see names flashing online as well as the number of watchers for my little webcam show steadily increasing. Daddy was going to be extremely jealous.

I reached into my box and slowly brought out my Great Dane toy. It was the same size as Drake. Daddy had ordered it for me for my seventeenth birthday, and it had been used quite often when Drake wasn't around. It was nine inches long and so thick that my fingers couldn't touch even when I wrapped them around the shaft. It made my heart jump. The only thing it lacked was his knot, and that was a bit disappointing, but my father only wanted me to have the real thing and not a silicon copy.

"Like this?" I asked seductively, bringing the toy to my lips before I kissed the head. To tease more, I licked the toy from base to head, trying to get it wet and make it glisten in the light from the computer desk.

Slide it in deep bad girl. At this point, I wasn't paying attention to the screen names, but I could see that there were twenty five of my father's friends watching me, and I desperately wanted to please them all.

"Yes sir." I whispered, thinking of the way my father commanded me. It drove me wild.

Slowly, I pushed the head of the toy to my lower lips. I began to slide it in, watching on the screen as my pussy lips stretched wide to fit the toy. I loved watching myself even more than the boys, and I bit my bottom lip, watching the toy disappear. The sight of each inch disappearing inside me made my pussy ache and drip even more, allowing the toy to get deeper and deeper, but I had to push hard, fighting my tightening pussy to stretch and take the large cock that I was forcing into it.

"Oh god..." I whispered, gently bucking my hips as I managed to get seven inches inside of me. My pussy was stretched wide, and I wasn't sure that I could fit any more inside of me. I began to grind on the toy, feeling a puddle of juices starting to collect under me.

Better put those last few inches in, or I'll make you put something in your tail. My cheeks began to burn red, and I grinded on the toy, pushing it deeper inside of me. I began to moan, laying my head back on the chair and bucking my hips in bliss as the toy seemed impossibly deep inside my lower lips, but I couldn't manage to get the last few inches in. I wasn't sure how Drake made me take it all.

"F-Fuck..." I whispered, beginning to move the toy back and forth inside my aching lips. I could feel my pussy quiver around the shaft, but it didn't feel as good as a real, thick and hot cock. Somehow, no matter how many toys I had, they never seemed to amount to a real cock fucking me. Nonetheless, it felt amazing.

I began to pump the toy harder, but it made me squirm in the chair. I chose to move it as hard and as fast as I could, fucking myself just like my father would have--without mercy.

That's it! Pound that little pussy.

Ride that fucking cock.

Make yourself cum you little slut.

Everything they were saying was just adding to my pleasure, and soon, I could feel my climax starting to build. The toy was pounding against my cervix, threatening to push into my womb, but I knew it would never make it. Only a real shaft could have that power. I angled my hips upward, letting the toy begin to hit my g-spot, and it made me gasp. My other hand reached up and began to tweak my nipples, pinching them hard and making my whole body ache.

"I have to cum!" I called out for everyone to hear, and just as I said it, my hips began to buck violently with pleasure, and my muscles locked in bliss. My pussy clamped around the toy, making it almost impossible to pull the shaft out of my lower lips, and a hot gush of juices squirted from around the toy, causing my toes to curl. My hips continued bucking for several seconds as I came, and I bit my bottom lip, looking back at the camera to see myself writhing in ecstasy.

Fuck that was good.

I came so hard for you baby girl.

You should do that again sometime. My cock has never been this hard.

I wouldn't mind having that pussy all to myself.

The comments brought a smile to my face. There was just something about making men cum that drove me wild. It was a feeling that I lived for, and it was the feeling that satisfied me the most in life.

"My daddy will be so mad when he finds out." I whispered with a smirk, gently pulling the toy out of my aching lower lips to lick it clean. I tasted sweet, almost like homemade candy.

"You're right. I am." Came a booming voice from behind, and I quickly jumped up from the seat. I almost fell from how shaky my legs were. They were wobbling a bit, still numb from the climax that had erupted from my lower lips, and I had to support myself with one hand on the computer desk.

"Daddy!" I cheered, biting my bottom lip. "When did you get home? I thought you wouldn't be home till later."

"I finished up my meeting and decided to come home early since I've been working overtime all week. You can imagine my surprise when I came home to find you here instead of on my bed with those legs spread and ready for me. Instead, you're teasing my friends and being a bad girl."

I blushed and swayed my long, fluffy tail high in the air. "I was just having fun daddy." I said innocently, smirking at him as my pussy throbbed once more. It was already sore from the toy size, but it wanted so much more.

"Yes, but you disobeyed me. You know what that means." He snapped, looking at me with a stern gaze.

"No." I replied, but that was a lie. I knew what he was going to do to me. He was going to punish me.

"For the rest of the day, you're no longer my daughter. You're my pet. My baby girl would have followed orders, but you're a little mischievous slut aren't you?"

I bit my bottom lip. I don't think my pussy had ever throbbed that hard in my entire life. I wanted his punishment, and I wanted it very badly.

"No! Daddy, I promise I'll be a good girl." I proclaimed with my sweetest voice, but he simply smirked.

"Too late for that. Get in your room. Now." He demanded, and I scurried away, wondering what he had in mind.

Before I disappeared, I saw my father walk to the computer and smirk. "Sorry boys. Next show is mine." He said, and he turned the camera off.

I hurried to my room, and I sat onto the bed, crossing my legs and looking as innocent as I possibly could. We both knew I was a filthy girl, but I loved pretending to be innocent. For a while, I thought my father wasn't coming. I had been waiting for ten minutes, but just as I was about to get off the bed, I heard his footsteps thudding down the hall. My heart began to pound harder with each step, and I bit my bottom lip. He opened the door holding my red toy box, and I let out a soft moan from my lips.

"Daddy..." I whispered, and he brought his index finger to his lips.

"Shhh..." He whispered softly.

I wiggled from side to side, trying to calm the throbbing between my thighs, but it was no use. It just kept getting worse. I watched him as he paced the floor back and forth around my bed. It was almost like a predator circling prey.

I was about to say something else, but as I opened my mouth, my father gripped my throat. It happened so quickly that I didn't even see him move. I gasped as his claws rubbed the skin of my throat, but he wasn't hurting me. He was squeezing just enough to show his dominance but nothing more. He pulled me forward, making me stand to my feet before his lips crashed down onto mine. He kissed me with intense passion and need, and I let a soft moan escape my lips and slither into his muzzle. He kept his paw on my throat, but his other hand wrapped around my waist, pulling my body flush to his. I could feel every muscles tensed under his suit, and I could also feel the large bulge pressing to my hips.

As he pulled away from the kiss, our faces were still only centimeters apart. I was breathing hard from the kiss and his paw clenching my airway, but I remained quiet, knowing that he would speak when he was ready. Seconds later, he let out a soft growl and began to talk in a low, stern voice.

"This..." He growled, moving his paw down to my ass before gripping it tight, letting his claws prick at my skin. "This is mine." His breathing was becoming quick and hard as he pulled me closer. "You...You are mine."

"I am yours Daddy." I whispered, feeling his fingers temporarily tighten, making me shiver. My lower lips were newly soaked from his touch, and my heart raced from his presence. He always towered over me, making me feel small, but I loved that feeling. I loved feeling small and hopeless in his grasp.

"Bend over that bed--tail up." He growled, letting go of my throat. Once again my legs were weak, and I almost sank to my knees.

I did as I was told and turned around, facing my bed and bending over until my cheeks spread. From the soft breeze that danced across my pussy and tail hole, I knew he could see all my sensitive spots, and I began to sway my hips from side to side to entice his attention. I placed my paws as far in front of me as possible, almost touching the opposite side of the mattress. My tail lifted, and I curled it against my back, blushing as I could feel his thick fingers teasing the back of my thighs.

"Spread those legs." My father said, but this time he was across the room. I spread my legs wide for him, knowing he could see my tail and pussy clearly now. I heard a zipper, and as I looked back, I could see he was rummaging through my red toy box, probably contemplating what he was going to do to me.

As he walked back over, he laid something by my hips. I could feel the silicon rubbing against my fur, but I couldn't tell which toy he had selected for me. His clothes began to ruffle, and I started to purr as I watched him undress through the mirror across the room. He may have been an older man, but he was more handsome than any teen my age. He was toned and muscled, and my pussy quivered just from the thought of his cock entering me.

"Daddy, I love you." I said innocently, but he simply smirked at me.

"Close that dirty little mouth until I tell you to open it." He growled, snapping his jaws and showing his razor sharp canines.

He picked the toy up, and before I could protest, he pushed it hard and rough into my pussy, making me raise up on my tip toes and squeal. My claws dug into the comforter, and I raised my hips off of the bed, feeling my pussy throbbing from the sudden intrusion. I had stretched so fast around the Drake toy that my pussy already felt sore. I knew it was the Drake toy too, because it seemed impossibly long and thick. Also, I had every inch and curve of Drake's cock memorized just like my father's. I felt my father put his hands on the base of the toy, and I bit my bottom lip hard as he began to push it forward once more.

"Seems you need help taking these last few inches honey. Let me help you with that." He said with a sly voice, and I gripped he covers harder, feeling him force the toy against my cervix.

"Oh god!" I gasped, feeling my toes attempt to curl. Since I was already on my tip toes, my claws extended, digging into the carpet as the toy seemed to push deeper and deeper. My pussy quivered, tightening around the shaft, but my father didn't stop. He pushed the toy until it popped into my womb just like Drake.

"If you want to be such a dirty little girl, you have to be able to take the big boys." He whispered into my ear, and I shivered on the bed from the feeling of the toy locked inside me. I wiggled my hips from side to side, feeling the thick toy grind on every inch of my lower lips and inside my womb. It was an addicting feeling, and I tried desperately to push it out by tightening my walls and wiggling faster, but it was stuck and stretching me wide.

As I mischievously tried to push the toy from my lower lips, my father was just watching me. He was standing behind me with his arms crossed and watching my hips and pussy dance for him, but just as the toy started to leave my lower lips, he reached forward and slammed It back in, making me scream before his paw crashed against my ass, giving me a hard, dominating spanking. He spanked me again, but this time, he gripped my ass cheeks, letting his claws scrape of the skin as he asserted his dominance.

I heard him behind me, ruffling his clothes. He was unbuttoning his shirt and loosening his tie, but my favorite sound was the clanking of his belt buckle as he undid his suite pants and let them fall to the floor. He left his tight and dress shirt on, but I could see his muscled chest as the flaps of his shirt swayed back and forth. He moved behind me, pressing his already throbbing cock against my ass cheeks. He was teasing me with it, grinding it back and forth between my cheeks.

"You know, for being such a dirty slut I should double stuff that little pussy of yours and make you scream, but I think there's another hole calling my name." He growled seductively.

He pressed his hips harder to mine and leaned forward, letting his muzzle rest on my shoulder as he began to kiss my neck and trailed his kisses down my back, making me shiver from the tingling sensation. I thought he was being sweet, but just as I was beginning to relax, he gripped my sides just under my arms and forcefully pulled his paws all the way down my body until they were on my hips. I gasped and squealed, feeling his claws scraping against my skin. He was so skilled that he didn't even cut me once, but I knew he could have, and that made my pussy throb hard. I was simply a toy for him to bite, claw and fuck.

His ears twitched at he became even more excited. I'm sure it was from watching my hips wiggle from side to side. He loved when I struggled to take things. He always told me that it was his favorite part about fucking me, watching me struggle around his shaft or another toy. His tail was twitching behind him, and a mischievous grin came over his face.

I instantly felt his left paw on my back, holding me down to the bed before he moved his hips closer to mine. His other paw slipped between my lower cheeks, and his middle finger began to dance around my tail hole. I bit my bottom lip and wiggled my hips from size to size, trying to move away from his fingers, but he still had my upper body pinned to the sheets.

"Daddy no!" I moaned out, smirking as I continued to move my hips away from his fingers.

He growled and slapped my ass hard, sending a shiver through my whole body.

"Stop moving away from me little slut. You know you want this." There was a smirk on his face. I did want it. I wanted it more than anything, and I obeyed, keeping my hips still and biting my bottom lip.

"Can I have some warming lube too?" I asked with a purr. I always loved the way warming lube made my tail feel. It made my tail feel like it was in heat just like my pussy, but my father simply shook his head and pinned me harder.

"Bad girls don't get lube."

That was all he said, and I had a slight moment of panic, blushing hard. Was he serious? Was he really going to punish me like that? The thought made my pussy ache, and I could feel my walls tightening around the toy as I became even more excited. My father then spit onto his hand before pushing his fingers back against my tail hole, coating my tiny, tight entrance with his slick spit. It made me feel filthy to know that's what he was using. It made me feel like nothing more than his dirty toy, and I absolutely loved it. I began wiggling my hips softly, helping him rub the saliva all over my tail before he pushed his middle finger inside, making me moan. He was coating me.

I felt his hand disappear from my body for a few moments, and I suspect he was coating his cock so that he could slide in. When the thick head of his feline cock pressed to my tail hole, I lifted my tail high, curling it against my back, but I teasingly wiggled my hips once more.

"D-Daddy please don't!" I begged innocently. I tried to make my voice as sweet and innocent as possible, but he wasn't buying it. He knew my tricks, and he knew what I really wanted.

Without another word, he pushed forward and began forcing his thick shaft into my tiny tail, making me gasp and squeal from the sudden penetration. He pushed his hips forcefully, making them inch closer and closer to my cheeks as his cock buried itself inside my tail. The feeling of stretching was almost too good to bare. I could feel my tiny tail spreading with every inch that entered me, splitting me open to match his size. It was one of the most amazing feelings in the world, and I began to moan, letting my tongue hang out in pleasure as if I was a canine.

My father didn't take my tail often, and when he did, he was always very gentle with it, but this time was different. He didn't seem to want to be gentle whatsoever. With one hard buck, he rammed his entire length inside me, making me scream in bliss and just a hint of pain from the sudden stretch. He seemed to only smirk more, and he reached forward with his free paw and took a handful of my long hair before wrapping it around his wrist and pulling back. My back was now arched, and he removed his paw from my back and placed it on my left hip, gripping hard and letting his claws dig into my skin, this time bringing blood. I could feel the warm droplets begin to seep out from around his claws, but I didn't care. I was enjoying this too much.

"You like being fucked like a slut baby girl? You're soaked. I imagine you do." He said, grinding his hips against my ass. He was still buried deep inside me, and I could feel his shaft rubbing against my walls as he grinded, making me want to wiggle even more than before.

"Yes!" I managed to moan before he pulled his cock halfway out. I had no time for any other reaction, because he rammed himself back inside me, pulling my hair hard with his fist. My eyes wanted to roll back in my head with pleasure. He was ramming my tail so hard that I could hardly see straight, and each time he rammed himself inside of my tail, his hips hit the toy inside my pussy, forcing it deeper and deeper as well. I gripped the sheets hard, pulling and tugging them with each thrust that sent a jolt through my body. My claws began to dig into the fabric just like my father's claws sank into my hip, and as my head began to spin in bliss, I felt myself cum hard from the overstimulation that danced through my body. I could feel my juices squirt out from around the toy to coat the floor below me and my thighs. My father continued to thrust, pounding my tail as though it was my pussy. I began to wiggle, but there was no escaping his thick shaft.

"Fuck yes baby girl. Your tail is so tight." He moaned out, gripping my hips harder as he crashed his hips into mine. He was fucking me as hard as he could manage, taking no mercy on my tiny tail hole as he used to. I could feel my tail hole getting sore, aching from the constant penetration and stretching, but it didn't feel bad at all. It simply made me feel even filthier, and I lifted my hips slightly off the bed to give him a better angle. I wanted to be fucked as hard as possible. I wanted to be used for nothing more than his pleasure.

"D-Daddy I'm sore! P-Please no more!" I begged, but my intense begging only enticed him to go harder.

"Fuck yes! You better be." He growled. As I looked back at him, I could see he was watching his cock disappear into my tail before being pulled back out. I think he enjoyed watching me take every inch, and he knew it was a struggle, but he didn't care. He rammed his dick inside me to the hilt every time, and with each hilt I could feel a hard throb in the head of his member.

"Here it comes baby girl. I'm all pent up. I can't hold it anymore." He yelled out, and he let go of my hair before slamming both of his large paws down onto my shoulders. I was pinned to the bed hard, unable to move, and as he pinned me, he continued to ram my tail, causing my hips to buck forward with every slap of his hips. He was fucking me so hard that I would hear a loud slap as he hilted his cock and slapped his hips to my plump cheeks. My hips were pinned to the edge of the bed, making them perfectly still for him as he continued to pound me, and I began to scream in pleasure, hoping that the whole neighborhood could hear my squeals of pleasure that my father was giving me. He was breathing hard, panting almost like an overheated dog, and I could feel my own climax beginning to build from the pleasure of him inside me and the feeling of my clit grinding on the very edge of the mattress.

With one last thrust, he hilted inside of me, and I screamed in complete ecstasy. The barbs on the underside of his head spiked out, digging inside the walls of my tail hole, locking him in place just like a knot for a canine would have. I could feel him lean forward and begin to shiver as hot, thick ropes of cum began to explode from the tip of his dick, filling me with a week's worth of backed up seed. I couldn't move a single inch. I simply had to lay pinned to the bed as he filled me and continued to grind his hips on my ass with each spurt.

"Take every fucking drop. You're daddy's little slut." He moaned out, growling as he grinded harder.

His words and the hot ropes of cum sent me over the edge, making my hips and pussy quiver in need. I came, finally reaching my second orgasm as my father greedily continued to try and ram his cock deeper, causing his barbs to push deeper inside my tail. I could feel my pussy tighten, quivering around the thick toy as my juices continued to squirt and coat my thighs and even my father's sack.

"F-Fuck yes!" I whispered, shivering as I continued to grip the bed and panted from how sore my lower half was. I felt so dirty, but I loved it, and I smiled as my father leaned down and kissed my neck. He kissed from my shoulder all the way up to my ears before giving my ear a playful nip. His actions were loving, and I knew he was done punishing me at that point.

"Did you enjoy that baby girl? I know you love being a little slut for daddy." He said, smirking as he gently laid onto my back, stuck inside of my tail for now.

"Yes daddy. I fucking love it more than anything. You make me feel so filthy." I whispered, smiling as I snuggled my face against my soft comforter.

"I hope you don't think your punishment is completely over." He said in a snide tone, and I began to purr, wondering what was coming next.

"It's not?" I asked softly.

"Nope. Tomorrow, you get the next part." He replied, growling as he bucked forward to make my whole bed shake. It was then that I could see how far my bed had moved out of place. He had fucked me so hard that my bed was at least two feet from its original position. "Hope you're ready for it."

"Oh, daddy I'm always ready for you." I said with a giggle, and he pulled me up, helping me move to lay on my side on the bed as he pressed to my back, still locked deep inside me.

My belly was puffy with his cum, and I purred, feeling full and content for the first time in over a week. It was totally worth the wait, and since I knew he was going to punish me the next day too, I could rest easy with his cock buried inside me and his arms perched on my hips.