All she ever wanted was to be a good girl for Daddy.
The strange man had seemed to know this, and when he snapped his fingers after entering her home, he’d stated, “I know what you’re thinking Katie, you want to be a good girl for Daddy don’t you?”
When she nodded her head, the man spoke again, “Good. First things first, good girls for Daddy wear their hair in pigtails; they’re so fun and Daddy loves to play with them.”
Katie hustled to her bedroom, hunting for hair scrunchies. Finding two, she carefully wove them into her brown locks, the end result being two dark and lengthy pigtails. Satisfied with her work, she ran back to the man.
"Excellent work young lady, but good girls don’t go running around with so many clothes on do they? No no no, they only wear their bra and panties around Daddy, to show that they are maintaining a healthy body."
The man watched in amusement as Katie’s mind worked through what he just said. She knew that wearing clothes was perfectly alright, but if it interfered with being a good girl for Daddy…
She shucked off her jeans and tanktop and threw them across the room.
"Such a lovely little girl you are. Daddy would be proud. Unfortunately, you’re still not a perfect Daddy’s girl yet. Come here, we need to put these handcuffs on you. They’re for your own protection, sometimes little girls do silly things like scratch and claw when they get upset. You wouldn’t want to hurt Daddy would you?"
Katie’s bare feet padded toward the man until she was a standing within arm’s reach. His eyes were devouring her scantily clad body. It made her skin crawl, but she needed to be a good girl for Daddy. She held out her arms in front of her.
The man ran his rough hands down her bare arms, goosebumps prickling up from her skin. Click, the cool steel snapped into place around Katie’s wrists, each one now restrained by the purple cuffs.
"You’re being so good little one, perhaps the best Daddy’s girl of all," Katie began to blush. "I think it’s time for the last couple of steps, don’t you agree?" She nodded her head and the man grabbed the chain that linked her handcuffs.
He led Katie into her parents bedroom and pulled her to the foot of their mattress. “Now, good girls crawl up onto Daddy’s bed to wait for him, don’t they? They want to show Daddy that they want and need his attention.”
Without thinking twice, Katie clambered up onto the bed, resting on her knees.
"Stay there girl," commanded the man as he walked around behind Katie. She heard the unmistakable rustling of his clothing being removed, and soon after, the mattress shifted as he joined her.
"I would say there’s only one more thing you need to be the perfect Daddy’s girl Katie, do you know what it is?"
She opened her mouth to speak and immediately it was stuffed with a large rubber ball. The man’s hands worked swiftly and secured the straps of the gag tightly behind her head.
"That’s right slut, Daddy doesn’t like hearing high pitched squeals of his little girl. He’d rather have her moan and drool through a gag."
He pushed Katie forward onto all fours and ripped off her panties, relishing the sight of her tight, tender fuckholes.
"Oh, and one last thing," he whispered in her ear as he snatched hold of her pigtails. "Daddy likes to take his good little girl in the ass."
A muffled scream echoed through the ballgag as the man’s cock pierced her reluctant hole.
Finally, Katie understood. He was her Daddy now.