"Good morning beautiful," he said with a smile. I went outside in my pyjamas (old track pants and a long sleeved t-shirt) and gave him a good morning kiss. Then I ducked into the trees to do you know what. I came back and told him I was going to get changed.
"Don't forget your tail sweetie," he said. I went back to the tent and put the plug in, pulled on another long-sleeved t-shirt without a bra and then wondered how the whole tail thing was supposed to work with pants. I pulled on a pair of tights with the tail tucked inside them but sticking out at the top.
"That won't do," Daddy said when he saw what I'd done. He pulled his utility knife out and had me bend over for him. He felt around and located the plug then cut a whole in my tights and pulled the tail through. "Much better," he announced. Then he went to his bag and pulled out something else. "One of the things about camping is that you have to be careful your pets don't wander off." He showed me a black leather collar and then put it around my neck. There was a silver link attached to it that he tied a thin rope to. I stared as he walked over and tied the end to a tree. "There, that should keep you safe," he said. "There's enough length that you can pee but not get lost."
I explored how far the rope let me go. I couldn't get to our tent, but I could get to my chair by the fire and I could reach the cooler and the bag with snacks in it. I decided there wasn't any point objecting. If Daddy was happy, then I was too.
Daddy cooked breakfast for us and I wondered if he'd actually like it if I ate it on the ground like a puppy, but it was bacon and eggs and I wanted to use a plate and cutlery, so I did. He made me do the dishes and even made me take my top off while I did them. He heated some water over the fire for me and then watched as I stood there topless and cleaned them at the camp table. Every now and then he'd play with my tits. At least I could tell he was hard from it.
Daddy had packed some board games and we spent the morning playing those. Whenever something went against him, he'd make me suck his cock to make up for his bad luck. When I won I got spanked. After the third game that we'd played he told me it was time to go for a walk. He went to the tree and untied the rope, but just coiled it up and held it like a leash. When he said we were going for a walk, he meant he was taking me for one like a dog.
"I can't risk you running off," he said in explanation. I wondered about the fact that I was topless. Would he really take me half dressed? It turned out that he would. I had considered asking about dressing, but decided that if he wanted me to he'd tell me and that if he didn't that he might be disappointed that I had even asked. We were camped in a pretty remote area, so the chances of actually seeing anyone were really small, but that didn't make me any less nervous.
Dad just chatted normally as we walked, the leash hanging in a loose loop, a threat more than a tool. We walked until Daddy found what he'd apparently been looking for the whole time, a nice clearing with some grass that over-looked the lake.
"On your knees Nikki," he commanded. pointing. I dropped to my knees and he dropped his pants to the ground. His cock was semi-erect. He pulled on the leash until it was right in my face. I opened my mouth like a good girl and sucked. "Mmm, what a good little pet you are," he said, stroking my hair. He expanded in my mouth as I sucked and fondled him with my tongue. He thrust his hips and held my head steady with his hand. His cock bumped against the back of my throat and he held it there until I gagged a little. My mouth watered and saliva flooded it. I pulled back. Drool ran from my mouth and down over my chest. Daddy thrust his cock back in my mouth and I sucked, breathing through my nose. He worked it in and out, grunting and moaning, telling me what a good girl I was the whole time. Every now and then he'd push deep enough to make me gag and pull back so that my saliva ran down my chest.
"Rub it on your tits Nikki," he instructed me. I sat back on my heels and rubbed my hands all over my little tits, smearing my saliva all over them. My nipples were so tight and erect that they ached. Daddy reached down and grabbed my left nipple hard between his thumb and forefinger. He pulled it and squeezed firmly. He twitched it back and forth and twisted. I moaned desperately and he switched nipples then told me to get down on all fours like the good little pet he knew I was. He pulled my tights down over my hips. He pushed them to where my knees met the ground and I felt his cock pushed against my pussy. I pushed back against him and my pussy lips parted around him. It felt so good as he drove himself inside. I doubt there's anything I like more than feeling Daddy's cock slide deep into my pussy Beth. But of course, you know that and how good it feels. He grabbed my hips and started to fuck me hard. He moaned needfully as he started to really hammer away at my pussy. He was slapping up against me and I reached out further in front of me to steady myself as each thrust threatened to push me face first into the grass. I felt his hand take hold of my long hair. He pulled hard, jerking my head back as he drove his cock inside me. He slapped my ass with his other hand, I squealed in surprise. He slapped my left cheek with his palm and then back-handed the right on the reverse swing. He went back and forth several times, my butt stinging with each impact, the sound echoing out across the lake. I felt my tail pulled, the butt plug almost slipping out before he let go and it pulled back in.
"Bark for me," he commanded. "Be my little bitch Nikki."
I hesitated at first and received an almost brutal slap on my butt. "Daddy," I started to say. He hit me again. I yelped then, not like a dog, but in pain. I don't think he'd ever hit me that hard.
Part of me wanted to resist, to give him a chance to slap me some more. His cock was so fucking hard inside me. I decided that the force was an indicator of just how much he wanted me to do it, so I yapped like a dog for him. He thrust hard. I yapped and he pulled my tail and my hair and shoved his cock in and out.
With a loud cry he exploded inside me, filling my pussy with his hot seed. He held himself inside me as he finished orgasming, then pulled out.
"Fuck that looks hot," he said to me as I felt his cum ooze from between my lips. "Now turn around and clean me up."
I turned around, still on my hands and knees and he was sitting back on his heels, his still mostly erect cock pointing up toward the sky. I crawled to him and sucked his cummy cock until it was clean of all of our juices. I took my time, slurping, licking and sucking at his balls until no trace remained of our sex other than the cum running down my inner thighs.
"Come on, back to camp," he said after he stood up and pulled on my leash. I went to bend over and pull up my tights, but Daddy stopped me. "Take them off Nikki, I think your shoes will be enough for you to walk in." I raised an eyebrow and considered complaining that I'd get all scratched up, but my bum was still tingling and bright red from the last spanking, so I let him have his way. It was making me horny. I walked all the way back to camp naked with his cum dripping down my legs.
As with so many of the things that I'd done with him, the longer I walked naked on the leash, the more it turned me on. I should probably have felt degraded and angry, but for some reason it had the opposite effect. There is just something about knowing that I am doing something completely crazy and that it is making him happy and horny that drives me wild.
When we arrived back at camp Daddy tied the leash to the tree again. I was still naked. It was barely warm enough and I was starting to shiver a bit. My nipples were as hard as they'd been when Daddy had been pulling on them and I had goose-bumps on my boobs.
Daddy fussed around the camp and I wasn't exactly sure what he was doing until he hung a bag from a tree branch over the top of me. He'd set up the camp shower.
"We can't have you all cummy for the rest of the weekend," he explained. "After all, I want to eat that pretty little pussy of yours and as kinky as I am, I don't get turned on from eating my own cum."
"Have you ever tried it Daddy?" I asked curiously.
"Not deliberately, only when someone kissed me after blowing me. I can't say it did anything for me."
"You're lucky I like it so much then, aren't you?" I asked him.
"I'm lucky you like all sorts of things Nikki," he said with a genuine smile. "Now, this won't last all that long, so make sure you get nice and clean as quickly as you can, okay?"
"Yes Daddy," I replied. He handed me a little bottle of liquid soap from a motel and stepped back. There was a short rope that you had to pull to start the water working and Daddy had the end of it in his hand. "Ready?" He asked and I let him know that I was.
He pulled the string and I gasped in shock. For some reason I thought that'd he'd found a way to heat the water. I was wrong.
"Daddy!" I screamed in shock.
"Wash!" he commanded. I squirted the soap into my hand quickly and thrust it between my legs, working on the principle that it was probably the thing that Daddy wanted clean the most . I soaped and rinsed as quickly as I could which turned out to be lucky because the water quickly drained from the bag. Of course it was at that point I realised that I didn't have a towel ready. Naked, cold and shivering I was happily surprised when Daddy produced one that he had apparently pulled from the tent during the process of setting up. He wrapped me in it and dried me off.
