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“Let me tell you what I want. You, screaming my name, telling me how much you love being Daddy's slutty little girl while you beg me to go harder.”
― Nenia Campbell, Quid Pro Quo

“It was illicit, it was fucked-up, it was disgusting and nasty, but shit yeah, it was totally worth it.”
― Cassandra Dee, Daddy's Pretty Baby

“If I fuck you, you’ll think all your prayers have been answered. I’ll make you see god, Middleton. I’ll make you think I am god.”
― Eve Dangerfield, Degrees of Control

“Then how about while you work here you be my girl? Daddy's girl. I know you like to say yes, sir. why don't you try yes, daddy?”
― Brianna Hale, Control Freak

“Don’t look at Daddy like that.â€� He caught her chin, thumbing her kiss-swollen lips. “It’s just going to make what’s going to happen that much harder for you.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non

“If I fuck you, you’ll think all your prayers have been answered. I’ll make you see god, Middleton. I’ll make you think I am god.â€�

Ty Henderson - Act Your Age”
― Eve Dangerfield

“I’ll take you home,â€� I say, and my words are simple, obvious. I’m surprised when she follows me to the passenger door of the Merc and slips into the seat without hesitation, but she seems dazed somehow. Naïve, maybe. Maybe that’s what got her into this mess in the first place. I suspect as much.
Young, naïve and vulnerable.
No way should she be out alone this late at night. No way should she be here, in this shithole part of Brighton. I feel the anger, at some unknown parents who should be worried sick, parents who should have taught her more fucking sense.
A father who should be driving around looking for his daughter, who should be protecting her from pieces of shit like that fucking waster back there.
I ignore the twitch in my jaw. Push aside that feeling.
She needs a ride home. Just a ride home.”
― Jade West, Call Me Daddy

“He retrieves a fluffy white robe from the bathroom and drapes me in it. Then he sits next to me and opens the black folder.
Inside, there’s a single sheet of paper, covered in words and symbols. There’s a rough square in the center of the page, surrounded by wavy lines. Is that supposed to be water? Inside the square, there are small symbols: cliffs, mountains, an oval lake. The symbols are labeled. The Pillowy Mountains. Shipwreck Cove. Bathtub Lake. Pirate’s Lookout. Rum-un Cliffs.
There are three fancy Xs on the map, drawn with curlicues and shaded in. One in Rum-un Cliffs, one in the Pillowy Mountains, and one in Pirate’s Lookout.
“Is this a treasure map?� I ask, tracing my fingers over it. “Did you draw this? It’s so cool.�
He nods. “X marks the spot, see? You have an hour to find the three treasures and bring them back to me.�
A treasure hunt? He’s made a treasure hunt for me?
A n4ked treasure hunt?
“Pirate treasure?� I ask, blinking up at him.
“U³ó-³ó³Ü³ó.â€�
I can play pirates. I have the perfect thing.”
― E.J. Frost, Daddy P.I.

“HIIIIIIII DADDDYYYYY <333333”
― - whosneptune to elliot

“HIIIIIIII DADDDYYYYY <333333”
― whosneptune to elliot

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“You are young enough to be my kid. Hell, you were dating my kid!� he snaps, but he pulls me close like he can’t help himself.

“So? Would it make you feel better if I call you Daddy while you fuck me?”
― K.A. Knight, Daddy's Angel

“Tell Daddy how much you love being the only girl who gets to fuck his face.”
― Nenia Campbell, Sine Qua Non