Baby Girl shifted around nervously in the passengers seat as Daddy drove up the long cobblestone driveway, framed by a perfectly manicured lawn. Prim and proper just like her parents. Her stomach churned with dread, her folks could be so judgmental. She had convinced Daddy to play the part, he wore khaki pants and a neat polo shirt, but could he contain his dominant side for a whole weekend. She smoothed her dress on her legs nervously. as they pulled in front of the house she sighed, Daddy gently caressed her hand with his fingers.

"You know we don't have to do this Baby Girl. We can tell your parents you started to not feel good so we went home," he said softly.

Baby Girl snorted indignantly, "Then mother would ask all sorts of questions."

He nodded in understanding and got out of the car going over to open her door. No sooner had she stepped out she was confronted by her mother.

"You're late," she said cheerily but disapproval evident in her voice.

Baby Girl apologized and looked her mother over. Tall for a woman body built like a dancer lean and graceful in appearance. Her face held a soft expression but her sharp eyes analyzed everything. Her mother tsked and led Baby Girl into the house leaving Daddy to grab the bags. They stood in her bedroom and her mother turned to face her smiling a little to brightly.

"So I figured you could sleep here in your old room and your boyfriend could sleep down the hall in the guest room," she said it like a statement but her eyes held a question.

She knew her mothers games and just nodded. She led Daddy to the guest room and looked up at him apologetically. He just brushed a kiss over her cheek and then lightly over her lips before her mother intruded once again.

"Whenever you two are ready lunch is on the table," she said eyeing Daddy up and down.

Baby Girl took a deep breath and braced herself as she led Daddy down to the ornate dining room. Her father gestured for him to come sit next to him. So Baby Girl just seated herself next to her mother watching her father warily. Daddy smiled reassuringly at Baby Girl.

"Well don't just sit there you two have had a long drive eat," her father ordered.

"Thank you sir," Daddy replied but still waited for everyone else to begin eating before he even took a bite.

After about fifteen minutes of silence Baby Girl noticed the absence of the sounds of people eating and looked up.

"Sweetheart are you off in dream land again? I asked you what John did for a living," her father stated.

Baby Girl blinked a couple of times, she wasn't used to hearing Daddy's real name. She always called him Daddy even in front of friends.

"He's a PR representative for a law firm in the city," she answered trying not to sound to proud.

"Oh is that so?" her father nodded his approval.

"Yes he's rather good at it too," Baby Girl said this time letting her pride show unrestrained.

They went back to silently eating for a little while longer before her mother piped up.

"So John do you have any future planned with my daughter?" she asked.

Daddy coughed on his drink and his eyes darted from me, to my father, and then back to my mother.

"Well we figured we'd start with a place together and make sure our lives were completely together apart before we tried to do it together," he said partially telling the truth.

His father nodded but her mother kept her piercing eyes on him.

They finished the rest of lunch and Baby Girl made her apologies but said she was tired from the trip and would be turning in early. Her mother frowned but didn't protest. Daddy soon followed but went to his own room. Baby Girl laid there awake wishing he would come to her. She didn't know if she could stand her parents without him.

It had been hours since she'd heard her parents go to bed, but still he didn't come. She debated slipping out of bed in her nightie and going to him. Dread her mother would come out and find her prevented it. Just when she was about to fall asleep she heard a light tapping on the door. She slipped out from under the covers and peeked out. Her face lit up when she saw it was him. She stood back and let him in the room. He quietly shut the door behind him and picked her up in his arms. He wrapped her legs around his waist and put her back against the wall he bit down lightly on her neck.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to pretend not to be your Daddy?" he growled softly.

Baby girl whimpered, "Do you have any idea how hard it is to pretend not to be your Baby Girl?"

He groaned and his lips devoured hers, as their kisses got hotter she started pulling on his shirt. He moaned low in his throat and ground his hips into her. Baby Girl let out a moan and felt the familiar click of her collar being fastened around her neck. Daddy set her down and went to sit on the edge of the bed. He motioned to her with his finger.

"Crawl to me beautiful girl," he said as he dug into the bag he'd brought into her room with him.

She did as she told and sat back on her heel when she reached him. He started tying intricate knots up and down her arms binding them behind her. When he'd finished he stood and unfastened his pants. He didn't have to say a word her lips were parted and ready but at he slid his cock into her warm mouth he noticed something amiss. They had a visitor he froze and just stared at the door to his Baby Girl's bedroom.