Baby, are you sure you want to do this?
Of course, I am sure. I don’t understand why Daddy would even ask that. I have never been more sure of anything.
I won’t let him deter me. I mean, all I am asking for is his pleasure. Honestly. That is all I want. Ok, maybe I need to see it, see it on his face. That instant when he loses control and can’t hold it in anymore. I need that. I have more than earned it. He knows that. I know that.
I wish he could see how bad I want it. I wish he could see how I would beg for it.
I will just push a little further. It won’t hurt to be just a little more bratty. Maybe just a tiny bit demanding.
He makes me laugh, saying he is taking notes. I don’t believe for a second that he doesn’t enjoy pulling out the brat in me. I see the hunger it creates. I can tell how his fingers itch to get a hold of me.
That should stop me, but it doesn’t. Just one more taunt. Just one more time being a little defiant. What could it hurt?
Ok, little miss priss. I think that is enough. If you thought you could be my princess, you are mistaken. You are just my little brat, my little toy, and I am going to show you what you deserve.
I see how he is stalking me. Circling me. And then suddenly the pounce.
His hand is on my throat, and I am now up against the wall. His belt is suddenly off, making the most delicious sound as it is yanked from his jeans.
You think you are so cute, but you are going to see what you get for pushing me. You wanted to see where my limit is. Here you go. Now we will find yours.
I did ask for it.
Lisa Gray 