Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
I bounced down the stairs in my beautiful Easter dress. The white nylons I wore felt so soft between my thighs. I felt like a Princess ready to show off to her king. “Daddy! I’m ready! Come look at my dress!” My little Mary Janes tapped on the hardwood floor as I went in search of my Superman. Daddy’s the best man I know, and I love him so much. The house was surprisingly quiet. Normally, during the holiday, the house is bustling with family. Everyone stuffed deviled eggs into their mouth and talked about whether Mommy’s ham would be dry again this year. But today, I couldn’t find a single soul. Not a cousin or an auntie. No uncles or even Mommy were in sight. “Daddy?” I called, getting a little scared and feeling alone.
“In here, Princess,” Daddy called from his bedroom. I skipped into the room and saw he had a weird metal egg in his hand. He smiled at me and petted the end of the bed.
Kayla’s Easter Egg Hunt
“Where is everyone?” I asked, walking closer to him. “Are we still doing an Easter egg hunt?” My brows knitted together in confusion as I looked at what was in his hand. It had a pink gem at the end and a tiny stem at the tip of the egg.
“We are going to have a special egg hunt today, baby. Just you and Daddy.” A weird tremor stirred in my tummy at his words. I love Daddy and trust him so much, but… something was beginning to feel very wrong.
“Oh?”
He petted the bed again and said, “Climb up here on your hands and knees for Daddy. I’m going to give you our special egg, and then you’ll hide it for me.” I never disobey Daddy, so I crawled up on the bed like he asked. His hands rubbed up the backs of my thighs, and my body went stiff. I couldn’t even breathe as he flipped up my dress and pulled down my pantyhose.
“Wait!” My hand tried to brush the back of my dress down to cover my bum, but Daddy spanked me hard, and I looked up at my hero in horror. Who was this man, and why was he treating me like this? My lower lip trembled, and he gripped my hip to keep me still.
“Don’t make me angry, Kayla. Do as I say.” he pushed the cold, weird egg to my lip and barked “Suck it.” I did as he said, out of fear of his anger. Daddy swirled the egg on my tongue, then pulled it out when it was all drooly. Then… he teased it down my asscrack and I squeezed my eyes shut as he pressed the bottom of it to my asshole and pushed until it sunk in. “There. That’s so pretty, Princess.”
Tears stung in my eyes, and my backside hurt so severely from the stretch. He pulled up my pantyhose and helped me off the bed. The egg inside of me felt huge and awkward. “I don’t like it, Daddy.” I whimpered. He kissed my forehead, then said
“Then you better hide good, Kayla. Because when I find you I’m going to replace that buttplug, erm, egg with my cock.”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
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