Gettin’ Even With Daddy

I’m NOT the type of girl you say “no” to. 

Those of you who know me already are aware of this.
Those of you that don’t? Are about to find out what happens when someone has the sheer audacity to NOT give me something that I want!

Ever since I was a senior in high school, my best friends have been going to spend their winters in Switzerland; skiing, hanging out, partying, being lazy, and of course fucking SUPER fine Swiss guys! For  5 YEARS now, I have wanted to go with them; but because of school, work, or SOME sort of reason, I haven’t been able to make it. This year, I have no school. I only work on weekends. AND not to mention, Princess is BORED! Now when I get bored, I get antsy, and start acting out and doing naughty things. But when I get told the word “No”? You’d better fucking RUN, because SUPER BRAT is on the scene!

My Daddy NEVER tells me no. 
…which is why I always ask HIM about super-important things that I actually want to DO. Why would I have thought THIS time would be any different!!? I skipped into his office, which he always laughs about, because he knows when I skip into his office, with that innocent cutie pie look on my face, his little brat wants something! I settled comfortably in his lap, wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek. He laughed softly, and I could feel his words ruffling my hair as I tucked my head against his chest. “Oh boy… skipping AND a hug? That means something is about to have a HUGE price tag on it. One that you want ME to take care of?” I looked up at him, batted those innocent looking blue eyes, and laughed a little, my signature Noelle-pout on my face.

“Daddyyyyyy. ALL my friends get to go to Switzerland EVERY winter, and they are all leaving this coming weekend! Can’t I PLEASE go spend the winter with them? If I don’t get to go, I’ll be here ALL alone and bored, with nothing to do but look for any trouble I can find to get myself into!” I was REALLY laying it on thick with the pouting and the look. I was positive I had him! Then? The unthinkable happened! He looked down at me sternly, and caught my chin in his hand. “Noelle darling, you need to be registering for winter classes right now, not trying to figure out a way to run off and waste more of your time, and more of MY money. The answer, I’m afraid, is no. If you aren’t going back to school, then you will have to get a job. And by job, I mean somewhere you work that you actually keep your clothes ON and NOT let one of the senior partners in Daddy’s law firm put 50 dollar bills in your panties.”

DAMN. I knew that would come back to haunt me sooner or later! He was REALLY pissed when his boss came into the club and I gave him the best lap dance of his entire fucking life! So good in fact, that he just couldn’t keep quiet about it, and blabbed to basically EVERY guy in the company. His mouth, which was unfortunately bigger than his dick AND his wallet, got me in trouble with my Dad. While I pretended to merely pout, shrug, and walk away, I was already formulating a plan in my head on how to get around that definitive “No” word that my Daddy has suddenly decided it’s ok to use with me.

I went to my room, got out some markers, and got creative. 🙂
I took a VERY pretty picture of myself… then sent it to my Daddy’s phone, along with a downloaded PDF of all his business contacts, both in-firm, and his clients; complete with phone numbers and email addresses!  Then I laughed and laughed and laughed! …counting the seconds until I heard the heavy thud of his feet RUNNING up the stairs to my wing of the house, looking for me. I giggled as I pulled my clothes back on to cover up all the things I had written on myself. Then I innocently opened a book and started  pretending to read, lazily stretched out on my bed.

I looked up, startled and wide-eyed when my Daddy came bursting through the door.
His face was a VERY hectic shade of red, and he ran over to the bed and actually dared to GRAB me by my arm!  He jerked me off of the bed until I was standing up to face him. He was bellowing unintelligibly, so it was a good thing I already knew what had enraged him so. His phone was in his shaking hand, and as he brandished it at me, continuing to bellow, I couldn’t help but laugh as I saw the picture I had attached to his text message which only read, “Are you SURE I can’t go to Switzerland, Dad???” Maybe THIS will give you an idea of why my Daddy was so pissed off:

Well. I never said I was a NICE daughter. Only one who gets what she wants!
… I don’t play to be NICE. I play to WIN.

Needless to say? I’m on my way out today to buy myself a new ski jacket and matching toque!
ALWAYS remember: Naughty Noelle wants? Naughty Noelle GETS.
(even if i have to use blackmail to get it!)

And what I want NOW is for you to CALL ME after you read this.
You will be fully expected to give up your cock, wallet, AND male pride!
Any questions?  If not, then START DIALING! I don’t like to wait.