I kneel on the floor, my knees apart and my hands on my thighs, waiting patiently for him to return. I don't know how long I've been waiting exactly, but it doesn't really matter. It's for Daddy, so I wait.
I inhale sharply as I hear him approach, keeping my eyes lowered as Ive been taught but he asks me to look at him. I take a deep breath before slowly raising just my eyes from his feet; up along his legs and over the front of his jeans. He doesn't have a shirt on and I can see the muscles of his arms. Just that glimpse is enough to make me wet.
Daddy tells me to stand and to be still, so I do; as he unzips my jeans and pushes them down over my hips, I'm glad I wore pretty panties for him today. He pulls my jeans off and folds them neatly, placing them on the floor nearby.
"Arms up!" he commands softly, I raise my arms so that he can remove my T-shirt; it's also folded neatly and placed atop my jeans. The air feels nice in my naked breasts.
I can hear the others but I keep my eyes lowered. I know I'm here to be examined but I'm not sure what that entails. My nerves are on high alert but Daddy's energy is so calm, it's soothing.
Daddy runs his hands down my legs, from hip to feet. He taps my ankles gently and I know this means to spread my feet apart. I do as I'm silently instructed, placing my feet at shoulder width. Daddy kisses the front of my panties, his fingers slipping between my wet lips and tells me I'm a good girl. As always, a small shudder of pleasure surges through me at those words.
My fingers are interlaced behind my head as I stand here, nearly nude. Daddy stands up and pulls my nipples, "Chest out and eyes closed, princess." I wasn't sure my nipples could get any harder but I was wrong.
I answer him properly, "Yes Daddy," as I close my eyes.
I sense him moving away from me and hear a door open, two voices enter the room and Daddy tells them to shush. The excited chatter stops.
I can feel eyes on me as I stand quietly, feeling the people around me. I'm shivering, but only partly due to a chill. Daddy places his hand on my hip and a wave of calm washes over me. I know I'm safe, he'd never hurt me.
More hands touch me, one tugs my right nipple and I inhale sharply. Another slides gently over my backside, giving a smack that makes me jump. Yet another reaches between my thighs, I know they can feel the wetness that is there. I'm always excited when I'm doing as Daddy tells me.
"Well girls, should we give our new friend a proper welcome?"
"Yes Daddy!" they reply in unison; the excitement easily heard in their voices.
I am carefully led to another room and to the bed. My eyes still closed, I am eased down onto my back as multiple hands wrap ropes around my wrists and ankles. The ropes are tugged tight and I sigh, being restrained is so comfy for me, the tension ebbs from my body.
I feel pressure of two bodies on either side of my torso, pressure on the mattress from the third person is between my knees. I try to relax, reminding myself that I am not in control. Ive agreed to this, but have no say in what is going to happen.
I feel light brushes of fingertips starting at my neck and tracing down to my taught nipple, at the same time two hands are grazing the skin of my shins, up over my knees and tightly gripping my upper thigh.
I gasp sharply as I feel long hair caress my lower belly and gentle lips kissing mine.
