She obediently humped her pillow as she heard Daddy finish brushing his teeth in the bathroom. Daddy had decided, about a month and a half ago, that she was far more amusing to him when she was routinely edged and denied. The bathroom door closed and she heard him chuckle.
“You’re adorable. Turn around and give me a little show before bedtime.”
He stood with his arm on the doorframe, his shirt unbuttoned, but otherwise totally dressed, she bit her already sore lip as she stared at him, pathetically humping the only thing she was allowed to.
“You did a very good job making the bed today slut.”
“Thank you Daddy.” She replied, continuing her miserable nightly task.
“Slow down a bit, I have a surprise for you.”
She slowly ground her wet cunt onto the mound of fabric, becoming embarrassingly wet when she saw that he had returned with a cage, which he put at the foot of the bed. She was nervous, terrified even, but so frustrated she was unable to speak a word. Today was supposed to be her last night of edging, teasing, tomorrow Daddy said she could cum, she needed to be a good girl.
“This is where bad girls go. You’re not a bad girl are you?” Daddy sternly asked her as he pulled out his phone, and made it no secret he was recording her.
“No Daddy… I’m, I’m a good girl.” She whimpered as he took off his belt, pants, shirt, set his phone on the nightstand and sat next to her, groping her ass and every so often sticking his fingers in her cunt.
“I like it when both of these holes are equally wet, I know you do too. This one doesn’t lie.” He put in another finger and massaged her cunt for no more than a moment, before his wet fingers entered her mouth to be cleaned. “You look pretty with that butt plug too. We’re going to make that a constant thing. Ok?”
“Yes Daddy” she answered as he stood up and began to beat her with his belt.
“Hump your pillow faster, let’s get you worn out before bedtime.” She obeyed as each smack of the belt seemed more awful than the last, blissfully humiliated and squirming under the strict guidance she had gotten so used to.
Eventually the belt stopped, and she heard “Hold still, slut.”
She stuck her ass in the air, her face buried in the bed as she had been trained to do, as a warm splatter of Daddy’s cum graced her skin. “Good girl” he groaned as she shook the remaining few drops onto her quivering ass and lower back, rubbing it into her skin before taking her thong off, cleaning up the cum, flipping her over and stuffing it into her mouth.
“Is that yummy slut?”
She nodded, as Daddy turned off the light, and she cuddled up next to him, his leg replacing the function of the pillow, the taste of her frustration and his satisfaction swarming her senses.
“We’re going two more months. If you say a single word you’re going in the cage, and I send that video to everyone we know. Good night slut, sweet dreams.”
He kissed her forehead as she squirmed on his leg, whimpering softly into her wet gag, until falling into a deep, frustrated sleep.
