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Lillycane said:

I stopped feeling scared but became increasingly confused. Maybe he was just watching out for me? Or was he just simply watching.

My mind and heart raced to find an explanation, any sort of reason to shoo away the truth blinking me in the eye. That's when I ducked, as silly as that sounds, out of view of the camera and the confusion held behind it. I felt safer on the floor, more in control of myself.

But is that what I wanted? To be safe? To be in control? Of course not.

I already knew the answers to those questions, but did he? Could he tell from watching me at my most secure, when I'm home alone dancing around my apartment. Singing and sighing over the touches I've never felt, the desire to be more more more just for him. Better, better, better. Needing to be the best, to be his. His little girl, dancing and singing just for him. If he wanted her to model, why not strike a pose.

So that's what I did.

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Lillycane said:

I set the invasive technology down almost casually, but there was pescision in my actions. He would have to know I was onto his game then and that I was ready to learn the rules. His rules. I wondered what sort of trouble I was getting myself into...

The kind where it didn't take much to imagine my hands locked behind my back, my head tilted high with my legs spread wide. An obedient little play thing hoping that he wants her, that if she's still enough, quiet enough, pretty enough. He'll want her, no, he'll need her. So he'll take her, because she's his. Because she's been his for her entire life.

I swear I could feel his hands roaming my body, not knowing where the silk of my lingerie ended and young soft skin began. I could hear him instructing me, complimenting me, whispering dirty things that no little girl should hear.

"Lift your head higher, princess, Daddy wants to watch while you cry with my cock buried in your tight throat."

Nearly there. So close I can almost smell it... smell him, fresh and clean out of the shower but still surrounded by the smell of him. Like he can't ever scrub off the scent that makes me uncontrollable, the smell that makes him mine. To imagine our scent combined only made me crave his taste even worse. So so close.

I hope you're watching, Daddy. I need you to be watching me.

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Lillycane said:

I set the invasive technology down almost casually, but there was pescision in my actions. He would have to know I was onto his game then and that I was ready to learn the rules. His rules. I wondered what sort of trouble I was getting myself into...

The kind where it didn't take much to imagine my hands locked behind my back, my head tilted high with my legs spread wide. An obedient little play thing hoping that he wants her, that if she's still enough, quiet enough, pretty enough. He'll want her, no, he'll need her. So he'll take her, because she's his. Because she's been his for her entire life.

I swear I could feel his hands roaming my body, not knowing where the silk of my lingerie ended and young soft skin began. I could hear him instructing me, complimenting me, whispering dirty things that no little girl should hear.

"Lift your head higher, princess, Daddy wants to watch while you cry with my cock buried in your tight throat."

Nearly there. So close I can almost smell it... smell him, fresh and clean out of the shower but still surrounded by the smell of him. Like he can't ever scrub off the scent that makes me uncontrollable, the smell that makes him mine. To imagine our scent combined only made me crave his taste even worse. So so close.

I hope you're watching, Daddy. I need you to be watching me.

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Lillycane said:

I stopped feeling scared but became increasingly confused. Maybe he was just watching out for me? Or was he just simply watching.

My mind and heart raced to find an explanation, any sort of reason to shoo away the truth blinking me in the eye. That's when I ducked, as silly as that sounds, out of view of the camera and the confusion held behind it. I felt safer on the floor, more in control of myself.

But is that what I wanted? To be safe? To be in control? Of course not.

I already knew the answers to those questions, but did he? Could he tell from watching me at my most secure, when I'm home alone dancing around my apartment. Singing and sighing over the touches I've never felt, the desire to be more more more just for him. Better, better, better. Needing to be the best, to be his. His little girl, dancing and singing just for him. If he wanted her to model, why not strike a pose.

So that's what I did.

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Lillycane said:

I set the invasive technology down almost casually, but there was pescision in my actions. He would have to know I was onto his game then and that I was ready to learn the rules. His rules. I wondered what sort of trouble I was getting myself into...

The kind where it didn't take much to imagine my hands locked behind my back, my head tilted high with my legs spread wide. An obedient little play thing hoping that he wants her, that if she's still enough, quiet enough, pretty enough. He'll want her, no, he'll need her. So he'll take her, because she's his. Because she's been his for her entire life.

I swear I could feel his hands roaming my body, not knowing where the silk of my lingerie ended and young soft skin began. I could hear him instructing me, complimenting me, whispering dirty things that no little girl should hear.

"Lift your head higher, princess, Daddy wants to watch while you cry with my cock buried in your tight throat."

Nearly there. So close I can almost smell it... smell him, fresh and clean out of the shower but still surrounded by the smell of him. Like he can't ever scrub off the scent that makes me uncontrollable, the smell that makes him mine. To imagine our scent combined only made me crave his taste even worse. So so close.

I hope you're watching, Daddy. I need you to be watching me.

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Lillycane said:

I set the invasive technology down almost casually, but there was pescision in my actions. He would have to know I was onto his game then and that I was ready to learn the rules. His rules. I wondered what sort of trouble I was getting myself into...

The kind where it didn't take much to imagine my hands locked behind my back, my head tilted high with my legs spread wide. An obedient little play thing hoping that he wants her, that if she's still enough, quiet enough, pretty enough. He'll want her, no, he'll need her. So he'll take her, because she's his. Because she's been his for her entire life.

I swear I could feel his hands roaming my body, not knowing where the silk of my lingerie ended and young soft skin began. I could hear him instructing me, complimenting me, whispering dirty things that no little girl should hear.

"Lift your head higher, princess, Daddy wants to watch while you cry with my cock buried in your tight throat."

Nearly there. So close I can almost smell it... smell him, fresh and clean out of the shower but still surrounded by the smell of him. Like he can't ever scrub off the scent that makes me uncontrollable, the smell that makes him mine. To imagine our scent combined only made me crave his taste even worse. So so close.

I hope you're watching, Daddy. I need you to be watching me.

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Lillycane said:

I set the invasive technology down almost casually, but there was pescision in my actions. He would have to know I was onto his game then and that I was ready to learn the rules. His rules. I wondered what sort of trouble I was getting myself into...

The kind where it didn't take much to imagine my hands locked behind my back, my head tilted high with my legs spread wide. An obedient little play thing hoping that he wants her, that if she's still enough, quiet enough, pretty enough. He'll want her, no, he'll need her. So he'll take her, because she's his. Because she's been his for her entire life.

I swear I could feel his hands roaming my body, not knowing where the silk of my lingerie ended and young soft skin began. I could hear him instructing me, complimenting me, whispering dirty things that no little girl should hear.

"Lift your head higher, princess, Daddy wants to watch while you cry with my cock buried in your tight throat."

Nearly there. So close I can almost smell it... smell him, fresh and clean out of the shower but still surrounded by the smell of him. Like he can't ever scrub off the scent that makes me uncontrollable, the smell that makes him mine. To imagine our scent combined only made me crave his taste even worse. So so close.

I hope you're watching, Daddy. I need you to be watching me.

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Lillycane said:

After bliss comes clarity. Reality. Answers to questions that I stopped asking.

Sometimes that leads to regret, but not today. No, I don't think either one of us would regret our actions that led us to each other. That led us to here.

And here feels good. Feeling wanted, needed. With my skin tingling and my eyes burning a hole into the camera. Knowing you've always been able to read me better than anybody else, you must see how much I want you. How much I've always wanted you.

I wonder where and when you'll see this. At work, hidden away in your office? Maybe you like to wait until you can sneak out of bed at night, when it's more private. Maybe you go into my old room, sit at my computer where I spent most of my time learning how to make men want me.

You should have taken me a long long time ago, Daddy. But like I said, no regrets. I'll be waiting bent over your favourite chair when you come over for dinner tonight. I've been a bad girl, Daddy.

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Lillycane said:

After bliss comes clarity. Reality. Answers to questions that I stopped asking.

Sometimes that leads to regret, but not today. No, I don't think either one of us would regret our actions that led us to each other. That led us to here.

And here feels good. Feeling wanted, needed. With my skin tingling and my eyes burning a hole into the camera. Knowing you've always been able to read me better than anybody else, you must see how much I want you. How much I've always wanted you.

I wonder where and when you'll see this. At work, hidden away in your office? Maybe you like to wait until you can sneak out of bed at night, when it's more private. Maybe you go into my old room, sit at my computer where I spent most of my time learning how to make men want me.

You should have taken me a long long time ago, Daddy. But like I said, no regrets. I'll be waiting bent over your favourite chair when you come over for dinner tonight. I've been a bad girl, Daddy.

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Lillycane said:

After bliss comes clarity. Reality. Answers to questions that I stopped asking.

Sometimes that leads to regret, but not today. No, I don't think either one of us would regret our actions that led us to each other. That led us to here.

And here feels good. Feeling wanted, needed. With my skin tingling and my eyes burning a hole into the camera. Knowing you've always been able to read me better than anybody else, you must see how much I want you. How much I've always wanted you.

I wonder where and when you'll see this. At work, hidden away in your office? Maybe you like to wait until you can sneak out of bed at night, when it's more private. Maybe you go into my old room, sit at my computer where I spent most of my time learning how to make men want me.

You should have taken me a long long time ago, Daddy. But like I said, no regrets. I'll be waiting bent over your favourite chair when you come over for dinner tonight. I've been a bad girl, Daddy.

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Lillycane said:

I'll be waiting bent over your favourite chair when you come over for dinner tonight. I've been a bad girl, Daddy.

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Lillycane said:

After bliss comes clarity. Reality. Answers to questions that I stopped asking.

Sometimes that leads to regret, but not today. No, I don't think either one of us would regret our actions that led us to each other. That led us to here.

And here feels good. Feeling wanted, needed. With my skin tingling and my eyes burning a hole into the camera. Knowing you've always been able to read me better than anybody else, you must see how much I want you. How much I've always wanted you.

I wonder where and when you'll see this. At work, hidden away in your office? Maybe you like to wait until you can sneak out of bed at night, when it's more private. Maybe you go into my old room, sit at my computer where I spent most of my time learning how to make men want me.

You should have taken me a long long time ago, Daddy. But like I said, no regrets. I'll be waiting bent over your favourite chair when you come over for dinner tonight. I've been a bad girl, Daddy.

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Lillycane said:

After bliss comes clarity. Reality. Answers to questions that I stopped asking.

Sometimes that leads to regret, but not today. No, I don't think either one of us would regret our actions that led us to each other. That led us to here.

And here feels good. Feeling wanted, needed. With my skin tingling and my eyes burning a hole into the camera. Knowing you've always been able to read me better than anybody else, you must see how much I want you. How much I've always wanted you.

I wonder where and when you'll see this. At work, hidden away in your office? Maybe you like to wait until you can sneak out of bed at night, when it's more private. Maybe you go into my old room, sit at my computer where I spent most of my time learning how to make men want me.

You should have taken me a long long time ago, Daddy. But like I said, no regrets. I'll be waiting bent over your favourite chair when you come over for dinner tonight. I've been a bad girl, Daddy.

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MasterSnatch said:

Lots of nice pictures to feast on, quite happy with that.

Not so much one thing however.

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Lillycane said:

Oh yea? What's that? I'm guessssssing.... not nude enough?

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Lillycane said:

After bliss comes clarity. Reality. Answers to questions that I stopped asking.

Sometimes that leads to regret, but not today. No, I don't think either one of us would regret our actions that led us to each other. That led us to here.

And here feels good. Feeling wanted, needed. With my skin tingling and my eyes burning a hole into the camera. Knowing you've always been able to read me better than anybody else, you must see how much I want you. How much I've always wanted you.

I wonder where and when you'll see this. At work, hidden away in your office? Maybe you like to wait until you can sneak out of bed at night, when it's more private. Maybe you go into my old room, sit at my computer where I spent most of my time learning how to make men want me.

You should have taken me a long long time ago, Daddy. But like I said, no regrets. I'll be waiting bent over your favourite chair when you come over for dinner tonight. I've been a bad girl, Daddy.

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Lillycane said:

After bliss comes clarity. Reality. Answers to questions that I stopped asking.

Sometimes that leads to regret, but not today. No, I don't think either one of us would regret our actions that led us to each other. That led us to here.

And here feels good. Feeling wanted, needed. With my skin tingling and my eyes burning a hole into the camera. Knowing you've always been able to read me better than anybody else, you must see how much I want you. How much I've always wanted you.

I wonder where and when you'll see this. At work, hidden away in your office? Maybe you like to wait until you can sneak out of bed at night, when it's more private. Maybe you go into my old room, sit at my computer where I spent most of my time learning how to make men want me.

You should have taken me a long long time ago, Daddy. But like I said, no regrets. I'll be waiting bent over your favourite chair when you come over for dinner tonight. I've been a bad girl, Daddy.

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Lillycane said:

There's something about walking home alone in the middle of the night that makes me feel...

vulnerable.

Not because that's when the monsters come out, but because that's when I feel most visible. I can hide in the daytime, blend in with the crowd. But there's no one else around at 2 in the morning. Well that's not true.

Couples fighting, grabbing at one another, kissing and stumbling. A knight in shining armour (Adidas for the modern), dropping down to offer a piggy back to the princess too drunk to walk in those heels. Gripping onto her thighs a little too eagerly. Patience is a virtue and passion is sinful, I don't have to question what side of the coin those two landed on last night.

Groups of guys, chanting and cheering, fighting to be the loudest. Hollering at me across the sidewalk, lewd comments about my milkshake and my white t shirt. Any other self respected girl would roll her eyes, increase her pace, head held high. Which is what I did.

But I also thrust my chest out further, swayed my hips slower, sipped from my milkshake and then licked my lips after.

Wanting to be both, to be the good girl who is worth MORE than a less than sober cat call. To be the slut who grins and hikes up her skirt to show off that she's not wearing any panties. To be safe and sound in my own bed in my pajamas, cuddling my cat. To be whining and dripping in someones bed that I was never meant to feel underneath my bare back with hands touching me that I've never seen before. I want to be both.

Vulnerable in the way that makes me question myself. What do I WANT. Why do I want it. Will I ever experience it? What if I do and I can't stop at one time, three times, one hundred times. If I'm like this now, what will I be like then? Insatiable, depraved, needy, hungry, selfish. Like how I am now only worse? Better?

I don't know. But I want it.

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Lillycane said:

After bliss comes clarity. Reality. Answers to questions that I stopped asking.

Sometimes that leads to regret, but not today. No, I don't think either one of us would regret our actions that led us to each other. That led us to here.

And here feels good. Feeling wanted, needed. With my skin tingling and my eyes burning a hole into the camera. Knowing you've always been able to read me better than anybody else, you must see how much I want you. How much I've always wanted you.

I wonder where and when you'll see this. At work, hidden away in your office? Maybe you like to wait until you can sneak out of bed at night, when it's more private. Maybe you go into my old room, sit at my computer where I spent most of my time learning how to make men want me.

You should have taken me a long long time ago, Daddy. But like I said, no regrets. I'll be waiting bent over your favourite chair when you come over for dinner tonight. I've been a bad girl, Daddy.

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Lillycane said:

After bliss comes clarity. Reality. Answers to questions that I stopped asking.

Sometimes that leads to regret, but not today. No, I don't think either one of us would regret our actions that led us to each other. That led us to here.

And here feels good. Feeling wanted, needed. With my skin tingling and my eyes burning a hole into the camera. Knowing you've always been able to read me better than anybody else, you must see how much I want you. How much I've always wanted you.

I wonder where and when you'll see this. At work, hidden away in your office? Maybe you like to wait until you can sneak out of bed at night, when it's more private. Maybe you go into my old room, sit at my computer where I spent most of my time learning how to make men want me.

You should have taken me a long long time ago, Daddy. But like I said, no regrets. I'll be waiting bent over your favourite chair when you come over for dinner tonight. I've been a bad girl, Daddy.

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