Daddie and the Boi:

After some time I came to love love love Daddie, due to his feminisation of me. They way he made me feel girly left butterflies in my stomach. a deep desire to giggle and spend endless hours twiddling my hair. Generally my main way of moving about the house could be describes as a flounce.

One day I was sorting his wardrobe out as his arms had become too big for some of his tops. So he had asked me to sort through them and donate them to charity. As I went about this I felt fluttery knowing he would never cast me aside like that. I looked down, saw the garter peeping under my excited cock. I hate to admit this but despite my status as a kidnapee doing his chores made me feel good.

He was at the gym. I heard him come home. As a joke he yelled 'Honey I'm Home'. Part of me wanted to squeal, I felt like a pampered piggy princess. Quickly I tidied up running to greet him with great haste. How i'd missed him. Staring down on me he winked and blew a kiss telling me 'Good to see you gorgeous'.

I squirmed over my hips with my hands covering my encroaching boner. I felt like a woman. The organ between my legs wanted to pop up and greet Daddie with the same enthusiasm as me.

Lowering my eyes I felt as though I really added to the sexual tension between the two of us. I dared not rise my head to meet his pursed lips. Scared of rejection. Then he tapped my freshly shaved chin, raising my mouth towards his.

My tongue flopped into his mouth and danced circles around his as he indulged himself in biting my lip. Back and forth we worked on eachothers mouths until eventually I pulled away. The blissful exchange over.

When we finished he turned me around leading me to the kitchen where he sat down and asked me to grab him a coffee. So thats what I did, presenting it too him lovingly. He then pointed to the floor and told me to have a break. I sat by his leg leaning my head against the ledge of the sofa. Smiling on my I felt even warmer and wanted to swim in his eyes until the day I die. Despite his stinkiness.

Then he ran his beautiful fingers through my hair and I felt a surge of gender euphoria. Really, it was delightful. Restful and calming. Even though he smelled bad. Languishing for a few more moments before being filled with a cheeky urge. Looking up at him I bit my lip before I spoke. Saying 'I think you should shower', he laughed. Pausing for a second.

'Who do you think you're talking to?' He adjusted to a position where I was between his legs and his hands had easy access to me neck.

I responded, shivering from fright. 'I mean do you need help in the shower?' Standing he patted my head, saying 'no pet' you can start making dinner. Sighing a sigh of relief I nodded and stood. Before he followed suit he puffed his cheeks and breathed out slowly. 'Hey! You look amazing doll, truly beautiful. Do you feel good.' Standing before him I nodded 'if it werent for you kidnapping me I'd never of have found my true self. Being here with you, doing what I want to do and being who I want to be. Thats all you and I am grateful for your care.'

He looked like he was about to cry, so he pinched his tear ducts looking at me with so much pride. He stood and tapped my ass lightly leaving to go and shower. I felt hot horny and adored him even more. My testes cried out for relief. Although I knew not to touch until I was told.

Making a start on dinner I hummed to myself. Struggling with the intrusive thoughts of Daddie stripping me down and fucking me senseless. Those few minutes made me miss him, but the task helped take my mind off it.

Sexily, he returns in his Versace dressing gown. An expensive but appropriate garment for such a man. He sat at the table and scrolled, waiting for me. I placed his plate down asking if all was okay. He nodded hungry after his session. I smirks and watched him devour. Proud of the masculinity he presented with each bite.

The past totally forgotten. As far as my brain was concerned I was happy to be there as his lover and friend. He was happy to have food.

Now my thoughts were consumed with his plans for me later. I was excited and scared. My dick still twitched. Daddie noticed it raise pointed to it and said 'thats mine darling'.

Playing it coy I batted my eyelids. Imagining him worshipping my small but (in the moment) mighty penis.