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She’d really done it this time. Daddy hadn’t called her in a week. No text, no checking on her at work, nothing, absolutely nothing. Baby Girl sighed to herself as she looked out of her window. She mused upon what her punishment would be, but she knew this was part of it. For the first Friday night in a long time she got ready for bed alone and early. She had just brushed her teeth and started to put her hair up when the phone rang. She jumped and immediately her heart kicked into overdrive. “Could it be Daddy?” she asked herself out loud. She almost tripped as ran down the stairs. Reaching the living room, she picked up the phone. “Hello?” she answered her voice shaky and uneven. “You’ve been a very bad girl,” he said. His voice was low, calm, and menacing. Baby Girl shivered; he was obviously still very angry. “I’m sorry Daddy,” she said her voice timid and humble. “Not yet you aren’t. Get dressed,” he said. “In what Daddy?” she said in an effort to please him. She knew he liked when he picked what she wore. “Something sexy,” he said, the smirk in his voice evident. He was clearly silently amused at her feeble attempt to please him. She heard a click as he hung up. Baby Girl stood there frozen for a moment. Her heart pounded in her ears, breathing shaky and shallow. Then as if a bolt of electricity hit her, she spurred into action. Escort Küçükköy She ran to her room and laid out a revealing black dress, heels, and stockings. She pondered garters; she knew Daddy loved them. She did battle with her own inner modesty. Daddy’s desires won as she ran to the bathroom quickly and applied make up. She put on Daddy’s favorite black cherry lipstick. She straightened her hair so it came down all the way to her small firm ass. She quickly went to her room and pulled on dark purple panties to cover her pretty shaved pussy, and then the garter belt. She stepped into the slinky dress and pulled it up. She gently put her generous luscious handfuls into the built in support. She carefully pulled the stockings up her long toned legs and fastened each to the garters. She stood in front of the mirror to admire herself. The dress was pretty much open down the middle of her chest to her navel. She smiled and thought her Daddy would like this. She heard her front door open and quickly scooped up her heels and dashed downstairs. There he stood in the entryway. The man that captivated her body and mind. He gestured impatiently for her to hurry up. She quickly ran to stand in front of him for inspection, and he looked her up and down. She could have sworn she saw the corner of his mouth kick up in a half smile. He Mecidiyeköy escort just nodded her toward the car. Her heart sank slightly. It would seem she’d really outdone herself in the bad behavior department. She walked with much less confidence to the car than she did down the stairs. She buckled up silently as he began to drive. She didn’t dare ask where he was going, but her eyes went wide as they stopped at the very same club where she’d done her naughty deed. “What’s wrong Baby Girl? You’d rather be here with your friends than with Daddy?” She swallowed hard. “Of course not Daddy. I’d always rather be with you.” He walked to her side of the car and opened the door. He draped his arm around her shoulders as he led her into the club. Baby Girl clung to his side and took in the only warmth she was probably going to see for a while. Baby Girl sat at the bar and tried not to pout. Daddy had opened a tab and told the bartender to give her whatever she asked for. Then he immediately just left her alone. He had wandered to a group of women, smiling that smile that never failed to make her weak in the knees. The women swooned and Baby Girl gripped her shot glass as she tossed back shot after shot of tequila. Daddy carefully wrapped each woman around his little finger with his flawless charisma, charm and good looks. Every Merter escort bayan once in a while he’d glance over and shoot her a toothy grin exactly as she’d done with her friends. He grabbed one of the women by the hand. A blonde one, the one he knew would raise Baby Girl’s hackles the most. He led her to the dance floor much as she had done the men and began to dance with her. He caressed the blonde woman’s sides up and down as he held her backside close up against him. He nuzzled her neck. Every second he spent touching her put more fire in Baby Girl’s veins, but she took her punishment. After about an hour of Daddy making her watch him touch that other woman, he came over to find a very inebriated Baby Girl. He laughed and led her by the hand to his car and started to drive back to her house. The alcohol made her ballsy. Baby Girl did something she almost never did. “Did that make you feel better Daddy? Dry fucking another woman while I watched?” Baby Girl practically spat out. She yelped as a hand came down sharply on her thigh, but he said nothing. He led her to her room and started to unbutton his shirt slightly and roll up his cuffs. “Strip my bad little pet,” he ordered his voice sickeningly sweet and laced with venom. Baby Girl did as she was told and stood in front of him, eyes pointed downwards. He went to a chest on the other side of the room and pulled out her cuffs and spreader bar, fastening them all in place. Then he went back and grabbed the long leather whip. Very rarely was she bad enough to feel its lashes and she winced mentally when she saw it come out.