Innocence & Submission 1: Everything You Want

By Daisy Rose

Eighteen-year-old Kira is just looking to have a good time. So, when a gorgeous gentleman twice her age mistakenly takes her for an escort and offers her money for exactly what she's looking for, she completely on board.

Her friends lost their first times in the back of the bleachers in the gym, so for her to do the same in an expensive sports car is something she can brag about. Probably.

She doesn't expect the tryst to be observed by a stranger outside, or for them to enjoy the thrill of it so much that they do it again in public!

She also doesn't expect the generous allowance he's giving her. Or for him to start buying her stuff. The last thing she expects is for the university of her dreams to call her and tell her that someone has agreed to sponsor her entire education.

She doesn't expect any of that. But it’s really, really nice and she doesn’t want to stop.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fanciful Erotica
• Release date: Jul 28, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463368367

Daisy Rose

Daisy Rose is a lover of hucow, exhibitionism, domination, taboo erotica and any combination thereof.She particular enjoys placing her main characters in unlikely situations that will excite and arouse her readers to the likes of which have never been experienced before. Follow Daisy's Twitter @DaisyRoseWrites or email her at [e-mail]!In her free time, Daisy experiments with the toys her master brings for her and finds new ways to get away with bending the rules... or get caught and suffer the consequences. It's a win-win either way.

Book preview

This is short story involves a powerful alpha male and an innocent young woman stumbling into a sugar daddy/baby relationship.

It also contains scenes with domination and submission, exhibitionism & voyeurism, size difference, large cock, and rough sex.

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She feels completely exposed without her clothes and even though she knows logically that he's seen her naked before, she still can't help but feel embarrassed, what with him looking at her like she's a feast set out just for him. The sheets are cold beneath her, but incredibly soft and comfortable against her naked skin.

He's managed to get all of her clothes off while she's only able to take off his shirt, which is completely unfair, but what little she can see of his broad chest is enough to make her salivate. He is so hot it's not even fair. She kind of wants to climb him like a tree, except she's not quite sure what to do now that his shirt is off and-

Oh.

He's taking off the rest of his clothes...

Is he like, sculpted from marble or something?

She realizes her mouth is open and closes it. She crosses her legs because she's pretty sure she's soaking wet already and he doesn't need to know that. Or maybe he does, because she wants him inside her and-

You're massive, she gasps. He looks at her fondly.

Yes, he responds, his tan cheeks coloring a little as he slides the rest of his clothes off until he is completely naked in front of her, standing at the end of the bed like some sort of Greek god. He folds his clothes and places them at the edge of the bed while she watches, taking in the view. He is muscular, but not overly so, and his skin is an even tan throughout. There is a small patch of hair between his legs, right above where his erection is jutting out obscenely. She forces herself to look up at his chest. There's hair there too, on his chest, strands of black that looks like it will be soft to touch.

Her mouth opens before she can stop herself. You're so hot.

Thank you, he says, the corners of his eyes wrinkling in amusement. He reaches down to touch himself, wrap his fingers around his cock so it's impossible for her to not look. Her mouth fills with saliva when she finally allows herself to stare openly. His cock is something she's only seen in porn, long and thick in all the right ways. She's never thought she could describe a cock as being beautiful before, but here she is right now. She thinks his cock is the most gorgeous thing she's ever seen because it is. His cock is gorgeous.

Thank you.

Oh, did I say that out loud? she whispers. Her brain has stopped working again.

He moves towards her and climbs onto the bed with all the grace of a lion, sinewy strength and muscles rippling on his chest and arms.

Oh, god... she breathes. She doesn't mean to say it out loud, but he's right there and he's naked and everything's happening so fast. She whimpers, her body shivering under his hand when he strokes her head and shoulder, sort of like he's soothing a giant cat, except his mouth is on her neck, sucking bright bruises around it like he's trying to create a ring of kiss marks all over her skin and she finds that she's completely cool with that. It's a little painful, but mostly it is jarringly pleasurable and she's not quite sure what to do.

You make the most beautiful noises, baby girl, he whispers heatedly against her skin. She isn't even aware that she's making any sort of noise at all but now that he's mentioned it, she's incredibly aware of how loudly she's moaning, how wanton she sounds. Her body moves against his without thought, grinding up as though she is desperate for him to fuck her already and she's not a hundred percent sure that she's not. He's so warm and he feels so good above her, caging her in his arms. She wonders if he's going to fuck her like this, just aim his cock at her opening and slide straight into her. She can probably take it.

Maybe.

Possibly?

God, you're so big, she gasps. Her fingers have somehow found their way between their bodies and is grasping his hard cock. "I didn't realize how huge you were when I sucked you. It's like, gigantic. I don't think it'll fit, daddy," she says in a blur.

He chuckles. It will, he says.

She whimpers, unable to form a proper response to the confidence in his tone, because she's pretty sure it can't fit inside her. She can't even wrap her fingers around it.

He seems to be pleased with the sound she makes, kissing her jaw affectionately before moving his attention down to her nipples again, capturing the sensitive bundle of nerves in his mouth before pulling out slightly, releasing her nipples with a 'pop' sound that would've been hilarious if she didn't feel like he's just disintegrated her brain.

Oh, oh god, she gasps.

You're lovely, darling, he says, pausing to plant a kiss in the valley of her breasts. Such a beautiful little thing, he says. I think I'm going to keep you. He sounds so ridiculously calm and unflappable as his fingers ghost down her sides and curves around her hips, keeping the lower half of her body pinned down. You're so eager for this already, he says, bucking against me like an animal in heat.

I... I... Her voice gives up on her when he slides one hand around her legs and rubs the pads of his fingers between her weeping lips. The sensation seems to arc up her entire spine, hot and pleasurable. Daddy, please, she gasps, body arching into his shamelessly.

Want me to fuck you already, darling? I thought you were worried I wouldn't fit? Two slick fingers presses against her opening, rubbing over the moist lips before the tip of one finger breaches her, pressing in too slowly to be anything but a tease.

Chapter One: Stranger Danger

Kira should've known better than to trust her friends when they texted her to let her know that they had a 'sure way of getting into the club!' complete with a thumb up and wink face emoji.

Well, they weren't deliberately lying to her. It's just that the bouncer took one look at her face and laughed.

She kind of hates him. Her two friends had gone in ahead of her. They decided to spread out just in case the bouncer sees through the fake ID and it's just her luck that it happens to her. She peers over his shoulder (barely) and pouts forlornly at the music and dancing and all the grinding bodies in the club and sighs.

Come back when you're twenty-one, kid, the bouncer says with a slightly pitying look. He tosses the fake ID in the bin where dreams of alcoholic beverages and bodies grinding together indecently get buried together.

On hindsight, she should have known this would happen. She has one of those faces. At eighteen, she has barely lost any of the baby fat on her cheeks, giving her a slightly chubby look even though she's average weight. She has eyes so blue and wide that she looks like a lost puppy and old ladies dig into their bags to give her candy while they look around discreetly for her parents to collect her. It's ridiculous.

It should have help that her body has filled out in all the right places, giving her a respectable pair of boobs the guys in her class would drool over, a dainty waist from a strict diet and workout regime, and round hips above long, slim legs... but one look at her face and anyone would think they're looking at a sixteen-year-old instead. Granted, that's just two-years younger than she is really, but she kinda wants to look older because y'know, dancing and beer and all the fun things happen to older people.

She groans and lurks around the corner of the street, pulling out her phone to text her friends and let them know she didn't manage to get in. Except they didn't even notice and are already having the time of their lives. There are pictures of them in the group chap already and- oh god, she's so mad. The guy even threw away her fake ID and she saved up for it for a month!

The smart thing to do right now is to go home and mope about how unfair all of this is. Maybe she should get started with college applications. Her phone buzzes in her pocket and she groans again, leaning against the wall so that she can at least feel the vibrations from inside the bar.

God, she's pathetic.

Maybe she could sneak in through the back. She bites her lower lip and slides against the wall, looking around to make sure that nobody's noticed her before sneaking around the building. She takes several more steps before realizing that she's being dumb and people use this path all the time. Sure, it's a bit darker than the front of the building, but there are several people there already! Although, they do look quite scandalously dressed.

Huh. She looks down at herself and cringes a little. Not that she's any better herself. She's wearing a little black dress that leaves literally nothing to the imagination. She's not even wearing a bra, which means the front of the dress hugs her breasts tightly enough for her nipples to be obvious if anyone's standing close enough. Ariel assured her that the dress makes her look older. Tell that to the bouncer.

At least she didn't take her friend's advice to forgo underwear, saying that the clingy material of the dress would create a ridge on her panty line and make it obvious. Yeah. She's already regretting her lack of a bra. Thank god she's wearing panties. Then again... she grimaces. Yeah, the panty line is pretty obvious over the tight black dress.

All that effort for nothing.

She's so lost in her own thoughts that she doesn't notice it when a silver Bentley pulls up by the curb. She does, however, turn guiltily to the driver's window when she hears someone clearing his throat. Her eyes widen at the owner of the vehicle.

Hot damn.

She could just eat him up... if she knew how to do that. She's really quite hopeless. That's why she had been so excited to get into the bar with her friends. She's finally legal and she really wants to get laid, preferably with someone older and with more experience. The guys in her school are nice, but they brag so much about the sizes of their dicks that she's pretty sure they're compensating for the lack thereof.

Something tells her that this man isn't suffering the same problem. Maybe it's the car. She frowns. She didn't know she was so materialistic. Her mom's probably rolling in her grave right about now.

What if he's like, super huge? He looks like he's at least a head taller than she is. Are dick sizes proportional to heights? Maybe she should try a fun size dick before taking on something bigger.

How much for an hour? The  stranger's voice is just the right amount of guttural and smoky, sending pleasurably tingles all the way down her spine. Even