You do.

Your little sissy charade has your father on the verge of exploding, unfortunately for you, it seems to have had the same effect on you, and your father's finger pushes you careening off the precipice...cumming harder than you ever had imagined, your toes curling, your body convulsing as you collapse in your Daddy's arms.

He pulls his finger out of your newly christened sissy cunt. You immediately feel empty without him inside you. You whimper and mewl and try to coax him back inside you but your Daddy just stares down sternly at you. He pushes you away holding you at arms length. You vainly try to reach his still throbbing cock, but he holds you tight. "I told you I would punish you. You don't get to feel me inside your sissy cunt until you earn it."

He releases you and you instantly drop to your knees, scurrying over to your Daddy and engulfing his cock with your all too eager mouth. You frantically bob on his cock. Your plump lips wrapped air tight around his thick shaft. Your tongue rolls lovingly around his cockhead, longing to earn an end to your punishment, or a least your Daddy's tasty load.

You earn the latter, tasting your Daddy's creamy load first exploding in the back of your throat, then filling your mouth with his musky flavor, finally spilling out onto your chin as you look stupidly up at your Daddy hoping for some sign you've earned an reprieve.

"Earn it." Your Daddy walks off, leaving you to agonize over what that could possibly mean...

It doesn't mean clean the house top to bottom in your sister's sexy French Maid outfit from two Halloweens ago. Although he didn't turn down your offer to polish his candlestick. Still when everything is "spit-shine" clean he just says, "Earn it."

It doesn't mean cook a five course dinner for him wearing nothing but an apron and a smile. He clearly savored every bite, and he certainly enjoyed you kneeling under the table finishing off your dessert. And you clearly relished every inch. But when you were done the only thing you earned other than another moaning mouthful was..."Earn it."

It doesn't mean waking him up in your sister's old cheer uniform sliding your eager ass up and down his awakening cock. Teasing him with your tight hole, but teasing yourself even more. By the time he coats your ass in his creamy cum, he has you begging him to fill your sissy cunt. Of course all he says is, "Earn it."

So that's what you spend the rest of the week desperately trying and failing to do. Your Daddy apparently enjoying torturing you more than he enjoys a week in the Bahamas. But no matter what you do, no matter how desperately you beg, nothing is enough.

Until you come crawling to him on the final day wearing the cum stained clothes he made you a sissy in, broken, past begging, tearfully apologizing for lying to him...and yourself for lying all these about being a man, and thank him for showing you that you're a sissy.

"See...was that so hard?" You squeal with deviant delight as he flips up your skirt and slides in effortlessly into your cunt. You've offered every last scrap of yourself and you finally earned your reward...these fleeting feelings of fulfillment...the euphoric escape from everything you gleefully gave up. You feel like his cock will never make you stop cumming. Each more explosive than the last, each leaving you more empty than the last. You squirt and spurt and squirm helplessly on Daddy's dick. He can go hours, your aching jaw is testament to that. You go blank, blissful hoping it will never end and dreading the empty ache when it does.

You smile mindlessly, wondering how you will "Earn it" the next time.