At 6:00AM, daddy woke me up by kissing on the back of my neck. "Wake up sleepy head," he whispered.
Although I am never up this early in the morning, I turned and smiled at him. It was as if I had been dreaming the events that took place the night before. When I realized it was true I whispered "Good Morning Daddy," as I rubbed my eyes.
Daddy reached over and began playfully rubbing me up and down. Occasionally squeezing my nipple. His hands got more and more aggressive. I loved every bit of his attention. He leaned forward and kissed me. As he kissed me, he pinched my nipples hard, sending a twinge of pain through my body. It didn't take him long to realize that it was the pain that really made me hot. "You like that don't you?" Daddy managed to say as I worked my lips away from his tracing them down his neck shoulders, and chest.
"Yes daddy, I love that." Was all I managed to say before he climbed on top of me.
"My sweet, sweet baby...I can't tell you how long I've thought about and wanted this...Lisa, I want to make you my submissive slut...how do you feel about that?"
I wrapped my arms and legs around him. I looked him in the eye and confessed that I had already read most of his book, "Different Loving." I told him how I masturbated to the thought of being his submissive on many occasions.
Daddy became very serious. He was almost a scary serious. "You know that being my slut means that you can have absolutely NO more boyfriends. You will be mine and mine only. If I choose to share you, that is one thing, but it will ultimately be MY decision."
I nodded letting him know that I understood. He replied; "We don't have time to begin your training today baby, but I promise after we get you settled in here, we will start."