My body shivered as the doorbell rang, causing me to jump. I opened the door, and there he stood in his tailored blue suit and shiny black dress shoes. He made his way inside, and I guided him to a seat on the sofa and offered him refreshments.  He declined the food but made it clear he had other, more pressing things on his mind. Quickly, my mind raced back to earlier, and I knew that meant he was ready to deliver the punishment I’d been anticipating most of the day. He instructed me to kneel before him, and I obeyed without hesitation. I lowered myself to my knees, looking up at him as he smiled down at me.  He cupped my face, and his thumb gently ran across my bottom lip.

His voice was deep and low as he spoke, “You know Daddy doesn’t like it when you disobey, and now it’s time to make things right.” He instructed me to undress as he unfastened his pants and unzipped them, letting his cock free. I sat nude before his body, ready for whatever punishment Daddy saw fit.  He called me closer with the curl of his finger and instructed me to get his cock ready before he would stretch my holes and make me his personal canvas to paint with cum.