Oh--I almost forgot, I need to keep quiet. The door upstairs closed a few minutes ago, and that means Daddy came home with a new girl, and if I'm not careful the way he told me to be she might hear me down here before Daddy can get inside her head and make her all dumb and drippy the way he did with me. And if she hears me down here, she might come and in... invest... investi... she might come and look in the basement to see what the noise is about, and Daddy said if she sees me before he's ready to show me off she might get scared away. And then we couldn't play anymore.

I really want a new girl to play with. Daddy told me all about it while he was making my cunny all squishy, how much fun it's going to be when we can share kisses around his cock and rub our big titties up against each other and repeat all of Daddy's smartest thoughts back and forth to each other until they get stuck in both our empty little heads. Daddy made it sound like the bestestest thing in the whole wide world and even though I know he had to take his time and really hyp--hypno--um, hypno me into being nice and slick and stupid for him before he could bring in an other girl so's I didn't start getting any silly ideas about trying to be the old me again, I still can't wait to try all the sexy stuff he said we could do to... to-geth-er.

So I can't use the big buzzy toy, even though that's totez the best way to edge my brain away until my cunny's just a drippy mess for Daddy and my head is all full of cotton candy, because the big buzzy toy is so loud and the new girl would probz hear it and maybe it would distract her from Daddy's hypno. I have to wait until she's all the way hypno'd before I can play with myself like that, because that's how to be a good girl and Daddy made me the bestestest good girl ever. I know he said the new girl would be the bestestest too, but thinking about how two things can be the bestestest at the same time makes my head feel all achy and I don't want to keep trying any more.

Instead I just rub my cunny with my fingers, sliding them down between my pussy lips to feel how wet I am before I put them right over my swollen clitty and press nice and hard. I used to be able to fuck myself with my fingers, back when Daddy had just gotten started messing with my head and I still kind of thought I could decide what I looked like, but Daddy's thoughts just got smarter and righter and realer until big sexy finger nails that looked super hot and made it too hard to do stuff felt like ex... exact... like just what I wanted. I can't stick those inside me, Daddy said it might hurt.

But this is better for edging any way. Daddy said it's super im... im-port... im-port-ant to edge when ever I get the chance so I stay dumb and drippy and eager to please, and that's so easy now that I quit my job and moved in with him that I'm pretty much edging all the time now. I bet the new girl's going to need to edge, like, tons and tons to help make her all stupid for Daddy, 'cause right now she doesn't know how yet. I wonder if Daddy's going to let me help her. I, like, totez wasn't into girls before I met Daddy, but that was one of the things he changed because he said something called 'purr-form-uh-tiff lez-bee-enn-is-um' turns him on. And if it makes Daddy's cock hard I wanna do it.

Fingers are super quiet, or I mean they should be, but thinking about what Daddy's doing upstairs with the new girl makes me so hot and horny it's kind of hard not to moan even a little. He's probz talking to her in that super special hypno Daddy voice he has, showing off his pretty shiny pendant or one of the special sparkly rocks he keeps on a shelf in the den. He has so many smart Daddy ways to hypno a girl without her even knowing it, and it makes me so wet thinking about her nodding along with him while her eyelids get heavy and her stare gets blank and her head goes all numb and empty that I can't help letting out a few little whimpers.

But they echo off the wall and sound real loud, and that makes me freeze up because I don't want to wreck this for Daddy. He said that if she sees me before he's had a chance to get her mind all nice and soft and squishy the way mine is, she might decide to leave and not come back and then he'd have to start all over with a new girl and then it'll take for ever before we can do any of the real fun stuff. And she might even try to take me away from Daddy, even though he said that would be im... um... imposs... um, he said she couldn't do it because the dumbest thing about smart girls is they want to believe in choices and I could just tell them I was choosing to stay.

He also said the smartest thing about dumb girls is they know better. I know Daddy's taken all my choices away and that makes me so happy.

I give it a few minutes before I start playing with myself again, but really that's better for edging any way because it gives my cunny a little time to calm down so I don't keep having to stop and start quite so much. Daddy says keeping me always edging is, like, his secret weapon in making me deep-end-ant on him, and when I asked him if that was because I went off the deep end into needing cummies he just laughed and kissed my forehead and told me what a good girl I was so I think that means I was right. I love being deep-end-ant on Daddy, and I just know the new girl will too once Daddy helps her see it. Daddy said he's going to keep her here this whole weekend, and I can't wait to find out how dumb she is by the end.

Just thinking about it makes me so horny that I get out my fave dildo, the one that reminds me most of Daddy's cock, and I push it all the way up inside my cunny until the big fake balls rub my pussy lips while I play with myself. It makes the hottest fucking squishy sound when it goes in, like I'm the wettest slut with the drooliest cunny ever, and it's so sexy that I can't help tugging it almost all the way back out before I push it down just to hear the slurpy noises it makes when my cunny sucks on it. Daddy loves it when I make those sounds. Sometimes he'll fuck me with a toy just to hear them even though his dick is nice and hard.

He's going to fuck the new girl with that big hard dick, I find myself thinking, and that makes my cunny tingle so hard I have to hold real still to stop myself from cumming without meaning to. He's going to plow her pretty cunny with his thick Daddy cock, maybe he's even doing it right now, and I get so wet and needy day dreaming about it that I have to work real hard to remind myself that Daddy said to stay downstairs until he came and told me he was ready. That's, like, the most im-port-ant rule of all, bigger than just staying quiet, because Daddy said he needs to help the new girl's brain sneak up on wanting to be sexy and stupid for him just like he did with me.

I can still kind of, um, 'member that, if I try real hard, but I can't really 'member all the feelings I had when he did it. My head gets all foggy and fuzzy when I try to think about what it was like being a smart girl Daddy tricked into going dumb and drippy, but I know it felt so good to just listen and nod and let everything else slip away until my eyes closed, and that was the start of so many good feelings I'm, like, super happy for the new girl that she gets to have them too.

If they ever come down here. It feels like Daddy's been upstairs, like, for ever, and even though I know I have to be a good girl it's hard not to wonder if they're having so much fun up there that Daddy forgot about me. And I want to be good, and I want to be quiet, but I'm horny and I'm needy and the squishy sounds my toy makes in my cunny are so good I can't help spreading my legs and trying to make them even louder by really pounding my sloppy pussy with the dildo. Down here with the cement walls it kind of sounds like I'm trying to get my feetsies out of the mud or something.

I start to pant, too, not quite moaning because I'm Daddy's hypno'd good girl and I can't break a rule on purpose even if I wanted to, but maybe making, like, just enough noise for Daddy to hear even if the new girl can't? Because she's new and she doesn't know what to listen for, but Daddy's heard me churning my cunny like butter plenty of times. He's even done it himself a whole bunch. If he hears it, he'll know it's his silly little girl playing with herself and maybe that'll make him speed things along.

At least that's what I think until I hear the door open, and then all of a sudden I feel so bad that I might have messed things up that I freeze right in the middle of a good hard squishy thrust. I lie super duper still, crouching down in my nest of blankets and hoping no body can see me, but there's no way that's going to happen because Daddy picked me for my big sexy dump truck ass and it sticks up no matter how flat I try to lie. I'm really really sure I screwed this up and Daddy's going to be mad at me and we're going to have to find an other girl to play with.

But when I look up at the top of the stairs, I see Daddy with a pretty girl he hasn't even made into a blonde yet, looking all sexy with one strap of her dress hanging loose to show off her left tit. She's got her eyes closed, and Daddy's being super careful while he guides her down to the bottom, but he's also being a really smart Daddy by turning it into part of his hypno and telling her that every step is going to make her deeper and more relaxed and happier to do as she's told and even though I know he's not talking to me it's hard to keep my eyelids from fluttering just a little bit, too.

When they get over to me Daddy tells her to drift so deep into the pretty sparkles that she doesn't hear any thing until he taps her on the forehead, and then he gives me a big kiss and squeezes my titties and tells me I did such a good job of staying quiet for him 'cause he didn't hear a thing over in the den. And I guess that's maybe 'cause the den is so far away, but it doesn't matter because hearing Daddy's happy with me is the bestestest thing in the whole wide world and it makes me squeeze my cunny around the toy until I almost almost almost have a cummie. But I don't because I'm a good girl and good girls obey.

And that's the first thing the new girl needs to learn! So I help Daddy get her all nice and cozy on her back and then I get my head down between her soft warm thighs and I lick her just the way I would want to be licked, just like Daddy promised me I could. And he starts talking to her again, molding her squishy mind into a good girl like me, and I kind of stop listening after a while because the new girl tastes so good but that's okay because it's only making me a better slut for Daddy too. And that's the perfect way to be. We drift off to-geth-er like that, and being all tangled up in hypno with her makes me really get why Daddy let me keep that big word in my dummy dum-dum head.

THE END