I am mad. I haven’t gotten one single surprise the whole month. Poppie has been ‘busy’ being a grown up. What about me?! I can’t just wait for him to remember to bring me prizes….
I gots an idea. I am not going to do my chores today. He can make his own dinner and wash his own dishes. Get his own sody, that will show him that he can’t take me for granted….
I leave all the dishes piled up in the sink so it is the first thing he sees when he walks in. I hear him drive up, so I run into my room and hide in my closet. He will never look for me here. I giggle.
His footsteps get louder while he is walking through the house. Uh oh, I think, he wasn’t supposed to be mad…. I hunker down a little lower in my hiding spot.
“Naughti! You come out here right now!” I whimper, but slowly come out of the closet. “Yes Poppie,” eyes to the ground.
“Why haven’t your chores been done?” All my stinkerness evaporates in an instant. I tremble and stutter but have no good reason.
“Come here and grab your toes,” he sternly says. I tear up, and do as I am told. He pulls down my panties, rubs my bum and tells me to count out my punishment. Swish, I say “1.” He kisses my warmed skin, I then realize it isn’t real punishment. Does he understand I just need attention? My heart soars, swish, “2.” Again, he kisses my warmed skin. Wait, was that a lick. Why yes it is.
“I am so sorry Naughti, I have been so busy with my responsibilities that I have neglected you. Once I seen the dishes, I knew you needed a surprise, so I played along with your little game.”
“I was so scared you were mad at me Poppie, I am so very sorry.”
“Aw Princess, how could I be mad at you? Come here so I can show you just how much you mean to me. And how sorry I am to have hurt your feelings. That’s it, lie down.”
He starts kissing me, licking me, and kneading me. First my mouth, then my tittie, now he is rubbing his hands between my legs. “That’s it, relax baby, let Poppie take care of you.”
It feels so good. I am getting so warm and tingly. “Oh Poppie how I have missed you, suck on my tittie, yes just like that. I am getting so wet for you Poppie, feel.” He gently spreads my legs, and I think he is going to take his time. Oh how wrong I am. He quickly parts my lips, sliding his finger up and down my slit, and thrusts his finger deep in my pussy. It takes my breath away.
“Mmmmm, yes Poppie, you feel so good.” He pumps his finger in and out a few times, then he uses 2 giant Poppie fingers and I moan. “That’s it,” he says. “Let go, give your Poppie that cum.”
I cry out and release that pent up ecstasy just for us to enjoy. “That a girl,” he says, “now roll over and hike that ass in the air.”
I do as I am told, and he wastes no time entering me. I gasp and moan. Faster and faster he pumps. I lose track of how many times he makes me cum. I feel so happy and full.
“Are you ready for this,” he says. I grunt and he flips me over and shoots his load all over my titties and face. I collapse on the bed. He gently cleans me up and lays next to me. Both of us just so happy to have reconnected as we badly needed.
A few moments later, he sits up. “OK Naughti, all is forgiven, but you better get in there and get your chores done.” I consider a smart rebuttal but decide he has more than awarded me the prize I was searching for.
“Yes Poppie, dinner will be ready in a jiffy.” With a sharp smack on my booty while trying to dart way, he has that twinkle in his eye. I now we are going to be fine for a while. I sure love my Poppie and all his prizes he gives me. I just hope next time he shoots it down my throat….
Until next time.