Mind Games: The Obsession of Dr Lewis

Chapter 10

Nathan

It had been four weeks and six days. Daisy’s intense therapy was ahead of schedule. The first five weeks weren't a complete waste since I saw her as I began to uncover her past and conclude my treatment plan for her. When she woke up from her nap, she touched the collar around her neck, but I saw no distaste on her face. Only relief. She was perfectly primed to be my submissive because she felt safer wearing her collar.

Daisy’s dissociation from others was linked to the complex post-traumatic stress disorder. She had difficulty in forming a healthy relationship with anyone. She disliked most people and kept herself hidden away in her dingy council flat. The likelihood of her future would have been drugs and alcohol or an abusive relationship.

There was no alcohol, and her weight was much better. Her hair was thicker and glossier than before. The dark circles from under her eyes were almost gone, and she craved more during bath time. She couldn't hide the lust in her eyes or how slippery her pussy was when I touched her.

It wouldn't be long before I made her mine. I knew she would masturbate once I left her room, but she would soon learn to abide by my rules. Thomas Abbott would be the last thing on her mind when I was inside of her. She was worth the wait.

Daisy Knight’s brain and body were all mine. The gift that would keep on giving.

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“Do you want Daddy to make you cum?” I asked hoarsely as I stroked her wet pussy and watched her eyes flutter before they closed.

“Y-yes, please, Daddy,” she whispered, but she gripped my wrist.

I took a deep breath and stood up to reach for a towel. The thought of tasting her pussy made my dick throb and my balls ache. Sadly, that wouldn't be tonight. I calmly held my hand for her and helped her up before she stepped out of the bathtub. She stood on the mat while I rubbed the towel over her body.

After I towel-dried her hair, I combed it and dried it off with the hair dryer. I took my time in braiding her hair before I tied the red ribbon at the end. It matched the red Pooh bear pyjamas that I’d bought for her. I smiled when I thought of her excitement with such a simple gift. My girl had come a long way. I grabbed the red pyjamas and guided Daisy through to the bedroom while she giggled at my sudden impatience.

“I can tell you're going to be a naughty girl, Daisy,” I said sternly, but I couldn't contain the grin at the sound of her happiness because she was falling nicely into my well-constructed trap.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she said as she reached the bed.

I would miss seeing the chain hanging from her collar, but I would love to see her tied to the bedposts in her new room. Or hanging from the ceiling on her special swing. She had no idea of the wicked and nasty thoughts my mind descended to while she remained caged in my basement.

I put her pyjamas on the bedside table while she sat on the bed. When I turned to face her, she played with the red ribbon at the end of her braid. I sat behind her and pulled her back before laying her on the bed.

“No more masturbating at night. If you want to cum, you need to ask me,” I said as I stroked her cheek with the back of my fingers.

Her cheeks bloomed full of colour, but she didn't avoid eye contact, which was a good sign. I brushed my lips over hers, enjoying the feel of her soft flesh. The anticipation radiated from her, and I knew my slow but steady progressive method was perfect for her.

I moved down her body and gently cupped her breast before I rubbed my thumb over her pink nipple. My hand slipped between her legs as she eagerly spread her legs. I pushed my middle finger inside her wet pussy while using my other fingers to rub her fleshy lips.

My mouth latched onto her nipple, and I sucked on her rosy-tipped nipple. She sighed and began to push her pussy onto my finger. I slipped a second finger inside her pussy. It felt hot, tight and dripping wet. She was dancing perfectly to my tune.

“Oh,” she said before she moaned as I began to finger fuck her.

Her pussy tightened around my fingers. I sucked on her hardening nipple harder and lashed her with my tongue. I released her nipple and began the slow torture all over again.

“Daddy, please make me cum,” she moaned.

“Do you like Daddy’s fingers inside you?” I said against her breast before I licked over her pretty nipple while massaging her breast.

She arched her back and offered her breasts to me. It wouldn't be long until I coaxed her libido into a frenzy. My fingers slid in and out of her slippery cunt. Her breathing became erratic, and I moved over to her other nipple. Her head was flung back on the pillows, and her intermittent moans became louder.

“Yes, cum on my fingers. Let me feel your cum on them. Be a good girl for Daddy and cum for me,” I said, moving up to her neck as I kissed and licked her flesh while I played with her tits.

“Yes, Daddy. I’m going to cum,” she cried out as her pussy began to clench around my fingers.

I sucked on her neck, gently biting into her porcelain skin, wanting to paint her entire body with love bites. I slid my fingers along her breast until I pinched her nipple.

“Cum now, Daisy. My good girl,” I said with my breath becoming erratic.

As soon as she began to cum, squeezing my fingers as she cried out. I lifted my head to see the pleasure on her face as I fucked her as hard as I could. The lewd wet sounds of her pussy was a triumph. I didn't stop moving my fingers, but I felt her slick cum coat my fingers. Her body relaxed, and she fell back on the bed.

I moved between her legs before I pulled my fingers out. She sighed again and opened her eyes. I raised my hand to show her my wet fingers before I sucked her sweet essence off them. My dick throbbed within its confines.

I closed my eyes as I enjoyed the taste of her on my tongue. Once my fingers were clean, I leaned down and kissed her but pushed my tongue inside of her mouth, wanting her to taste herself. She didn't hesitate, and she kissed me back.

“You taste better than I could have imagined,” I said when I pulled back from her.

Her lips were wet and swollen from our kiss, but a soft smile graced them.

“You will sleep well tonight,” I murmured before fixing the covers around her.

“Yes, Daddy,” she said as she yawned.

“Goodnight, Daisy,” I whispered as I leaned down to kiss her cheek.

I got up to leave the room, switching the light off behind me.