Free Caroline's Rocking Horse by Emily Tilton, Blushing Books Page B

feel his hardness against my backside through the jea ns. I felt shamefully dominated and degraded. I looked in the mirror and saw a wanton scene that I would never have imagined on my own. The contrast between his clothing and my nakedness, the redness of my face with shame and arousal and the way his fingers were claiming me so brutally all conspired to make me feel like his possession—like a toy that he could use in any way he chose.
    At the sight, I went over the cliff of my orgasm, giving a shriek at the intensity of the feeling.
    He held me back against his chest while the shaking left my body. He kissed my cheek. He said, "Good girl," and left me to finish making my young pussy look the way he wanted it to look.
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    The trip to the wicked store with the sex toys was everything it had promised to be. I was in one continuous blush as we moved through the section with the various things that naughty girls played with, and my daddy, his hand firmly on my bottom, asked, over and over, something like, "What do you think a girl would do with this?" and I replied, over and over, something like, "I'm sure I don't know, Daddy. It looks like something only a very bad girl would use."
    "Well, Caroline," he would say, "that's true. But if a Daddy wanted to play with his little girl with a toy like this, what do you think it would feel like?"
    Then I'd giggle and grab his upper arm, bury my face in his chest and whisper, "Oh, Daddy. You make me feel so funny."
    "Do I need to inspect you right now?"
    "George for God's sake, you're making me so, so hot. Please take me home and fuck me."
    "Little girl, I'm shocked! Your bottom is going to pay for that naughty language! Now you go stand in the corner over there while Daddy makes his purchases."
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    Even better was later when we were home and George made me show him on the computer all the different naughty sites I liked to visit. There were lots and lots of books to show him, of course, and he made me read my favorite part of each of them. He heard how a great many schoolgirls had to undergo shocking things and about endless spankings of grown women who had discovered at some time in their 20's (just like me) that a daddy's firm hand was exactly what they had been missing all their lives.
    After three or four of these little excerpts, it became even more interesting because my Daddy told me I really should take off all my clothes so that he could get a close look at how these literary moments of feeling were affecting me, and also in order that he could easily enact any of the things in the stories he wished, if the "spirit" moved him to do so.
    (Since I am baring my soul to you, dear reader, I should admit that I lied to my daddy that day about my true favorite passages. You see, all my real favorite passages were about authoritative men enjoying young women along the "narrower passage," as it is sometimes called. As you'll see, I was amply, if symbolically, repaid that very night for this dishonesty, but at the time I simply couldn't yet admit in what direction my very lewdest desires lay.)
    Thus it was that I read to him the part of the faux-Victorian novel (or at least I've always assumed it was faux, though information on this particular novel—as is true of several of the ilk, actually—is hard to come by) where the young girl named Jane, naked on her knees before the middle-aged o fficer, innocently uncovers him and starts to fellate him as if she were enjoying a piece of candy.
    George liked that one a lot; in fact, to the extent that anyone ever looks like his eyes are going to bug out of his head, George 's did, when the officer decides he has no choice but to introduce little Jane to the delights of sixty-nine.
    Thus it was that, naked on my knees in front of my daddy, I uncovered him and sucked on him like a piece of hard candy, more for my own satisfaction than for his (that turn of phrase is borrowed directly from the "novel"), just as Jane had enjoyed