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Lick it

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Daddy made me hang my head off the end of the bed. I knew what that meant. I would be face fucked. We had a full weekend of play and Daddy was diving deeper and deeper into his Masterhood.

He had forced his cock down my throat on the couch with some success and some choking. In the upright position he hits my throat and plugs it completely making me gag unless I'm clearly focused on relaxing for him. He held me on his cock several times where I panicked and came up gasping for air.

Now though, I had my head hung off the side of the bed and he mounted my face. In this position it's a straight shot through my mouth down my throat. There is no curve to hinder his entry. He slides right in. He let me quickly moisten his whole length then he fucked my mouth fast and hard.

I was lulled by his talk and the deeply submissive state he had me in. I was calm, I was his slut toy, his chattel. I was his human flesh light. He fucked my face until my lips and cheeks were glistening with spit. My eyes closed and I was in a world of his making.

He fucked my mouth and throat with pure dominant ferocity. He would push all the way into my throat and plug any avenue I had to breathe. He'd grunt and hold himself there until the desperation to breathe would build and blossom in my lungs. They would ache to explode the used air out of my mouth. I'd tap his leg in a weak attempt to obey nature. Finally he pulled out and I'd gasp.

All the while he talked. His words lured me along in the dark under the trance of his dominance. "Take it slave. You are mine to fuck as I will. My fuck toy. My little cum whore, you're going to take my cum and like it, aren't you?" Questions I couldn't answer. He would answer them for me with a deeper thrust urging a gagging response.

He pulled out of my throat and turned. He pushed his ass in my glistening face. "Lick it whore. Lick my ass. You know you want it. Lick it!" He bent over and his asshole pushed down on me. I licked it, I was eager for it. His ass cheeks pushed down on my cheeks and my face was mashed up in his crack. I licked his puckered asshole for the heady submissive thrill of it. He commanded and I obeyed. I licked and sucked and heard him groan. God, I was in ecstasy with it. I loved that he did not flinch in demanding the dirty things he wanted from me.

I loved every moment of him taking what he wanted without apology or hesitation. I am his fuck toy. I am owned and used. My fantasy has come to life.

Choke

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He grabbed my hair and shoved his cock deep into my throat. I held on as long as I could.  Mouth stretched, throat stretched, eyes watering until all the air in my lungs turned to carbon dioxide and I fought against his grip.

“Hold…hold…” His iron grip on me refused to give as my panic began to fly wildly.  Finally, he let go and I pulled off him gasping air. I refused to back away, my mouth still at the tip of his cock as I labored for fresh air. 

I took his cock in again. I would not be beaten. I would not fail to serve. I sucked him in halfway. My breathing began to slow again, the panic receded.

Again he grabbed my hair and pulled me down. I would last longer this time I told myself. The iron grip held and I stuck out my tongue working him deeper. Still, I felt the panic rise. 

“Good slut.” Damn him for knowing how that eggs me on. I rocked my head and felt his cock move in my mouth. Soon he’d let go and I’d win.

The panic rose, I looked up at him and saw he wasn’t playing. Master was fully in control. I moaned on his cock desperate again for air.

“Hold slut. You will do this.” My eyes watered and I pulled back even though I knew it was useless. I went into full panic mode. Wild-eyed, I pushed my hands against the steel thighs that were wrapped around my body. I was close to clawing him.

He let me go and I fell back onto the floor at his feet. My head on the couch cushion near him, I coughed and sputtered the phlegm his cock had loosened in my throat. 

“When you’re ready, I want you to come into the other room. I want you on the bench.” He left then. I heard the sounds of him moving things. I knew he was putting out toys of torture. I knew what was coming. 

The Start

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“Eyes down. Hands at your side.” I was naked and on my knees. He sat on the couch in front of me. He took my tits in hand and began to lick and suck my nipples one at a time. It was slow, erotic torture. I was denied touch.  I could only look down. As he sat back on the couch his fingers tweaked my wet, hard nipples. I moaned and looked up at him in reflex. 

“Eyes down. Clearly, I’ve left you to languish too long.  My slut can’t follow simple directions anymore.”  I despaired.  My eyes focused on his belt buckle.  His hand reached out and grabbed my neck with force and I immediately panicked.  My hands came up to protect myself. 

“Arms down!” I snapped my arms back into place and just like that I was entranced. Stern Daddy sends me to a very dark and focused place. I am all alone but for his voice, his touch, his words. I am tethered to him. I am inexorably enshrouded in blackness yet completely under his power and buoyed by his desire. 

“Take out my cock.” His hand released my neck and he sat back to give me access.  I unbuckled his leather belt and unzipped his pants. I reached in and pulled his hard cock out. “Kiss the head of my penis.” I kissed it without touching him anywhere else. I was damned if I would get any other orders wrong. 

I let my lips part and slid them across the silky head.  God, I love the feel of him. “Daddy, may I suck your cock?” I waited and dared not look up.

“Yes, slut.” Yesss. I opened my mouth and took the tip of him in.  I moistened his smooth, bulbous head with my tongue and slid my lips around the whole of it. The feel of his cock in my mouth was heaven.  I sucked him in…effectively tugging on him. His body responded, hardening more.  

I put my hands on the ground inbetween his legs and became a receptical for his cock. I pushed forward until he was hitting the back of my throat.  When he is thrust that deep I can get traction and suck him in earnest.  I was rapt in my work when I heard his voice.

“Rise my love, into the bedroom with you.” I pulled away from his cock and rose to my feet which were prickly with pins and needles from kneeling.  I walked into the bedroom as he followed. “Sula for me.” Sula is a slave position and means to lie on your back, arms at your side and legs spread wide.  I did as commanded. 

He rose up between my legs to go down on me. His lips and tongue swirled my clit making me squirm. Once my clit was hard he pressed his lips up against my body and sealed them around it. As he does that he sucks and works me with his tongue driving me wild. My hands gripped the bed and grabbed at the air, they were expressing somehow the intensity of his ministrations.

He noticed and said, “Keep your hands at your sides whore!” I felt horrible, why can’t I follow a simple rule? He looked up at me in consternation. “Play with yourself.” Dejected, I put my hand between my legs and rubbed my clit for him. He pulled out the Hitachi.  I knew what he wanted.  “You’re going to give me your come. I want it and you’re going to give it to me. This order you will follow.”

“Yes, Daddy.” I said. I was mortified.

“Daddy’s not here anymore. Now you have to deal with Stern Master and you’re going to give me what I want. This weekend you are mine and this is how it’s going to be.” He turned on the vibrator and put it between my legs. “Hold it.” 

I grabbed onto it as the vibration worked its magic. I closed my eyes and listened to the words he leveled at me.  Words of control, words of possession.  Usually it takes me a long time and sometimes my mind throws me right out of the game but tonight I was his completely. Before I thought possible I told him, “I’m coming Daddy, coming!” My body shook and bucked then I felt him enter me.  His cock filled me and I had what I ached for, he fucked me hard and fast. It was a beautiful homecoming. 

The Shower

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In Cancun, our room had the most fabulous shower.  It was an entire room worth of space.  It had shelves of towels, a bench seat, a handheld shower head and one of those rainforest showers that rain down on you from the ceiling.  

The first day we were at the resort together I had a great time in the pool with all the ladies.  We had drinks and fun in the sun.  Daddy and El Jefe sat on our swim-up patio and watched the girls while smoking cigars.  

Ending the day in the pool, we all made plans for the evening dinner.  I gave Daddy a kiss and went to wash off.  As I stripped off my bikini and turned on the water I felt a presence behind me. It was Daddy.  “I realized where you were going and wanted to be here for your first experience of the shower.”

I turned and smiled as he shucked off his shorts and joined me.  He pulled me into his arms under the water. It was pure heaven.  He held me as he kissed me while the gentle rain of water fell over us. It was incredible. 

He began to kiss me more fervantly.  Along with several rummy drinks, his kisses served to kindle my ardor.  One wall of the shower was marble up to the waist and glass from there to the ceiling.  The window looked out on the room with our friends in clear view on the patio.  If El Jefe had turned around he would have seen me pushed up against that glass as Daddy plumbed my depths with his fingers. 

Knowing we would have folks in the room readying to leave soon, Daddy pulled back and said we should finish getting clean. I wanted to keep getting dirty but I heard him and followed his command. 

Sudsing up a bar of hotel soap I got to wash Daddy from head to toe.  Mmm, my slick and slippery hands touched every part of his body.  I was careful on his sunburnt shoulders but I loved feeling the expanse of his masculine back.  His very wide shoulders taper down to his rock hard ass…mmm.  I kept going further down and washed his toned, tight calves, his feet, then came back up to slide my fingers around his cock and balls.  I could have done that all day.  

We found every opportunity that week to shower together. I recall one particularly hot session where I ended up sitting on the floor sucking his cock. (Marble floors do not lend well to kneeling.)

Anyhow, I just had to share our fabulous shower in Mexico.

Worship

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We watched a movie and had lunch.  The apartment had every amenity except a couch.  I was using Daddy’s big chair.  The legs had broken in the move so it was quite a bit lower to the floor but still comfy.  He was sitting in a camping chair next to me.  A very nice camping chair but still not ideal. The dining room table sans legs was propped on a box and made a serviceable coffee table. I told him I loved that set up so much I wanted to permanently cut the legs shorter.

I took our dishes to the kitchen and when I returned he pointed to the floor in front of him.  I sank gracefully to my knees.  I put my arms around his waist and held him for a moment.  

I looked up to him knowing I was here at his feet at his beckoning. “I’m going to answer a few work emails but first you’re going to suck my cock.” I smiled as he pulled down the front of his pants. 

“Do you want to suck my cock slut?” 

“Yes Daddy, I love sucking your cock.”  I do.  There is something so incredible about him allowing me to touch his most sacred part. I want every time I pleasure him to be as amazing as I can make it.  

Sure, I could be crass and say, all men want you to suck their cock.  What’s so amazing?  But why be like that?  It serves no one.  I love to give him pleasure.  I love to have a goal and a challenge.  My challenge is to make every flick of the tongue cause a reaction, every deep throat push deeper, every tongue caress hit the sweet spot.  Otherwise, why bother?  Giving my Dominant pleasure is an honor so I treat it as one.

I was languishing in the feel of him on my tongue.  I was tasting the cleanliness of him.  Aching for a drop of his seed to taste.  This wasn’t a blowjob with a direction.  We were both sated.  This was cock worship.  I could blissfully take my time. 

“Hm, you’re so clean.” I said with a little something in my voice.

“Too clean for my slut?  You want that man musk, do ya?”  He knows me.  I smiled with cock in my mouth and pulled out to answer.

“Well, yeah.  I love me some man musk.  Mm hmm.”  I licked him and chuckled.  I refocused on my task.  I love the girth of him, his cock pushing down my throat, stopping my breath, sucking and working my mouth on him.  

Damn, I was getting turned on. I felt the banter fall away and the heat overtake me.  I looked up to him with a mouthful of cock, eyes glazed with passion. I was struck by the intensity of his steely blue stare.  He was watching me and now he had me captive.  My heart jumped in my chest.  

He pulled me up and kissed me.  The fire between us blazed hot and fierce.  I became nothing more than a cinder in his embrace.  Our kissing drugged me.  I fell into a love-induced trance.  His lips trailed down my chin. He gripped my hair pulling my head back to expose my neck. His lips and teeth blazed a line down my throat. I whimpered and tried to pull away. “Stay.” He said, halting my escape. I trust him but the instinct for survival is undeniably animalistic. The fear rolls over me and I become prey.

His lips at my throat, locked together in mutual torment, he said,”Amazing. You are incredible. Three years later and you still have me rock hard and on fire for you.” His teeth dug into my throat.  
“Daddy…” I entreated. My pussy was throbbing and yet I was about to hyperventilate with fear.  “I want you.”  

“Come with me.” He stood and pulled me to my feet.  I thought we were headed to the bedroom but he led me to the other room.  He opened the door.  It was empty and cold except for the spanking bench  in the middle.

“You are mine. My prize. Present yourself.” He said.  I pulled off my pants and mounted the bench.  I knew what was coming.  All his toys remained packed in the other room.   One hand went to my neck the other my ass.  Gripping the hair at my nape, he spanked my ass twice…then four times in quick succession.  It was hard, it was fast.  The pace matched our pheromone fueled heartbeats.

His fingers pushed into my sex.  God, I wanted him.   The more he spanked me, the more I would do anything to have him.  Damn, I had missed him.   After warming my ass and my pussy he propelled me to the bedroom for a sound fucking. 

Reconnect

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I saw him walking towards me at the airport.  In a sea of people, I saw him.  Mine.  I kissed him.  I missed him so much.  

I wasn’t dressed for him as I’d wanted to be.  My plane was an hour late and arrived only minutes before his.  I had planned to change and get dolled up for him.  Here I was, in jeans and a sweater, looking rather unsexy and feeling bashful for it. 

We took a long walk to his car and caught up along the way.  We stopped for dinner on the way home. Then I finally got to see our home away from home, a two bedroom apartment.  It is nice and set up with his office in the living room, bedroom, bathrooms and kitchen.  The basics.  The extra bedroom has nothing in it but the spanking bench. More on that later. 

He told me to get comfortable and stay warm so I changed into pajamas.  He returned from the bathroom naked.  “Get up.” He said.  I rose from the bed and stood  before him.  “Kneel.” I knelt at his feet, my breath catching in my throat. It had been so long, I felt so happy finally.  My hands behind my back, my eyes lowered as he clasped me to his body.  My chin on his chest, his arms around me.  I was home, I was safe, I was his. 

My breath caught in my throat as I let out a long sigh.  Homecoming. “That’s right.” He said, “You’re here now. You’re mine. Say it.”

“I’m yours Daddy.”  He kissed me hard and with passion. His iron grip around my neck.  I was possessed, I was claimed. 

“That’s right. Now suck.” He pulled back from me and his hard cock pushed towards my mouth. 

I opened and took his cock gently into my mouth.  I tasted him, I savored the taste and feel of his silken sheethed hardness.  He was so thick, filling my mouth fully.  I opened more and sucked him into the back of my throat.  He held the back of my head and thrust deep.  I love when he does that. 

“On the bed.” I rose and climbed on the bed laying on my back. “That’s right.” He pulled me close to him at the edge of the bed and plunged his face between my legs. His tongue invaded my sex.  His lips sucked in my clit so his tongue could assault it.  It was so fast, so shocking after so long away.  I convulsed on the bed, the intensity was startling. He strummed my clit with his tongue until it was throbbing and I was bucking against him.  

He mounted me finally.  I was hungry for his cock.  I wanted it in me already!  He pushed in with aching slowness.  Just the tip, savoring the feeling.  “Ooo that’s nice.” He said.  He pushed in again  deeper.  “Yes, nice.” Inch by inch he pushed in until he was buried to the hilt.  So good.   He filled me, he pumped me, he gave it all to me.  

So, so good. I’m home. 

Coming Alive Again

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We were having a relaxing day. Breakfast was done and he went out to have a cigar.  Usually that means he is occupied for about an hour.  I decided to have a shower and get dressed so we could go run some errands when he was done. 

I dried off and put on a sexy pair of red lace thong panties for later. As I was pulling a pair of jeans shorts over the panties I looked down the hall and Daddy was standing there watching me. My heart raced a little.  He pointed at my shorts and lowered his finger to the ground.  Oh my, I don’t think we’re going to the store, I thought as I lowered the shorts. 

I kept my eyes on him as he walked down the hall.  He looked me up and down as I stood there in nothing but panties.  “Very nice. I was wondering where you had gone.  I called for you but no answer.” He said as he kissed me.

“Sorry Daddy, I was showering.”

“I see that now.  I was ready to have a nice relaxing blowjob while I had my cigar but you weren’t around.”

“I’m sorry Daddy.” I felt bad.  I had inadvertently missed a cue.

“You should be. Put on your collar and meet me in the dining room.” Then he was gone.  My heart raced faster. I threw off the wet towel on my head, shook out my wet hair and followed him to the dining room.

The chairs were pulled out from the table and the table was clear of everything but the red tablecloth that was on it. He wasn’t there at first.  He came in from the patio holding a length of rope as I was surveying the room.  “Lean over the table, arms out.”  I did as told, stretching my body across the table.  My thighs were up against the edge with my ass out and my breasts on the table top. “Is that a good height?” He asked.  We had never played on this table before.  My grandmother’s dining table. 

“Yes Daddy, it’s good.” I stretched my body out on its surface, my arms in front of me.  When he’s tied me before it’s been on his padded spanking bench or a bed.  The hard table was something new.  He looped the rope several times then laced my wrists in the loops.  He tied me off across the  table to the adjacent bar. Fortunately the bar does not currently have wineglasses in it. “You know the words that will release you if needed?” He asked.  I told him I did.  Our safe words are the standard ‘red’ and ‘yellow’.

Now, I’m stretched across the table with my feet steady on the ground and my ass presented to him.  His hands caress all over my back, butt, and thighs.  I close my eyes to enjoy the warm up for I know some of what is to come.  First, he spanked me barehanded.  He has big, warm hands.  He is incredibly strong and I felt his power in those first strikes.  He spanked me and I bounded forward on the table from the force.  My grandmother’s table creaked under me.  Randomly, I thought of Daddy just recently gluing and fixing the chairs and that he might end up having to do the same to the table.  The strange places one’s mind wanders at the beginning of a beating.

I tilted my head to the side, the table was hard under me.  Daddy had tied me with play in the line so I could move around a bit.  He picked up an implement, possibly an English riding crop and I felt the sting of it.  There were warm up taps all over my ass then he struck me hard.  I know I squirmed and let out breathy noises.  I really try to breath and take as much as possible.  His fingers pushed between my legs and felt my sex.  I was already growing wet and we’d only just started. He positioned the crop up against my clit and moved it back and forth in rapid succession.  It teased my clit so much.  There isn’t enough room between my thighs for any big strikes so I relaxed and pushed out my ass to give Daddy more access. 

His fingers pushed against my clit and rubbed hard.  I moaned into the tabletop.  Next, I felt and heard something different, something new. The sound was light. It was oh so stingy. He was relentless with the swatting implement.  At one point I was close to my breaking point and said,”No please, no Daddy.” Whimpering to him and hoping he’d stop. 

“You’re asking the wrong person, Daddy’s not here.” I had no idea what he meant, I just wanted the stinging to stop.  The cheeks of my ass were getting most of the onslaught and I was close to crying.  

Again I said,”Please Daddy, please no more!” 

“Daddy’s not here, Daddy is the nice one.” He said as he continued to beat my ass with the stingy thing.  “You know how to properly beg for what you want, slave. Or do you no longer want to be my slave?” What? Wait. I did? Oh yes! I did know. It finally occurred to me, my proper protocol.

“Please Sir…please Sir!” I said.  My voice quavered. Pitiful little voice.

“That’s better, slave.” The stinging stopped, thank god. He moved to my side and roughly lifted my head by my hair.  I looked up at him and he kissed me.  I clung to his lips like a castaway on a sinking ship.  Our connection, his lips, these were my saviors right then. “You know what that was, don’t you?”  I shook my head.  “That was the stingy toy you bought for Goddess.” He showed me the toy.  It was a crop with a long handle and a plastic red hand for the swatting end.  I had bought it to tease Goddess and now he was using it on me.

“Lift yourself up.” He said.  I raised up on my forearms, my breasts only slightly on the table.  He chose a different crop this time.  It felt like a crop but slightly different.  It was less stingy, easier on my skin.  He peppered my back with a light smattering of hits.  He focused some stronger strikes on my shoulders which felt almost like a massage.  I loved that.  

After some time spent using the second crop he switched to his heavy flogger.  This flogger is well oiled leather so it feels very heavy on the skin.  He used it mainly on my ass.  The tops of my asscheeks took many hard hits.  It hits so heavily that it felt like I was being punched with it. Each strike forced out a blast of breath and a staccato sound from me. Wetness from my pussy coated the insides of my thighs. He stopped for a moment and rubbed his hard cock against my heat emitting ass.  “See what you do to me?” He said.  I pushed back against him.  I wanted him inside me so badly.  He teased me with his body pushed up against mine, his hands pushing up under my chest to grab my breasts.  I moaned shamelessly for him.  

He continued flogging me.  My back and ass took the heat.  Finally he rested.  I could hear his labored breathing.  It is quite a workout to flog and beat someone like that.  He untied me from the bar and grabbed the rope at my wrists.  He pulled me unceremoniously down the hall to our bedroom. I saw rive let’s of sweat running down his back.  “Get on the bed.” He said as he wiped the sweat from his brow.  He untied me and said, “Keep your arms out on the bed, do not move them. Eyes closed.”  After being tied for so long, he knew all I ached for was to touch him.  Damn it, I thought.  I could have cried right then.  I wanted connection. “Legs spread, knees bent.”  He mounted the bed with his cock against my pussy. Connection, I would get. 

To be continued…

A Taste of Dominance

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“You’ve seemed stressed the last few days, is it the job offer?” He asked.

“Yes Daddy.” I nodded. Yes, the possibility of Mr. D getting a job in another state has worn on my mind the last few days. 

“It has been on my mind too baby girl. It may or may not happen.  We’ll see.” I appreciated his kindness and his trying to put my mind at ease.

It is our first night of four alone in the house. I didn’t want to focus on this stress right at that moment.  I put my hand on his cock and stroked it through his silky shorts. I love the feel of silky material outlining his flaccid cock. I stroked it.  I enjoyed feeling it begin to grow.

“That’s my little cock.  You want sex, hm?” I smiled and kept rubbing his cock through the shorts.  “Maybe you should strip off your clothes and maybe you should pull off Daddy’s shorts.  Then maybe you could suck Daddy’s cock.” He said.  

“Hm,” I said, “Maybe I will.” I held back a smile.  With all the maybes being proffered, I just couldn’t resist one more.

“Maybe?” He said. “It’s going to be like that is it?” I laughed.  I hadn’t actually meant to be a smart ass but well, there it was. 

He held out his hands and seemed to debate in silence with himself as he looked from one to the other hand. Then he said,”On one hand, I could…no. Then I would just be giving you what you want.  But on the other hand…” Then he huffed. 

“Stand up.” He obviously made up his mind. I rose from the bed and stood next to it. “Take off your clothes.” I dropped my pants to the floor and took off my t-shirt. I stood there naked. “Go to the end of the bed.” I moved between his legs at the end of the bed. “Take them off.”

I took off his shorts and asked, “May I?” 

“No, you may not.” He said. “Dust.” I crawled up between his legs and wrapped my arms around his thigh, my face pressed up against his cock. Dusting for us is this, my subservience to him, my worship of his cock. “That’s where you belong.”

“Now, before you suck my cock, baby girl, you have a choice. I want to fuck your ass tonight but if you aren’t ready for that, it’s ok. If you want to then you need to put in your plug.”  He tried a couple nights before but I hadn’t been ready.  The plug would help make sure I was ready.

“I want to Daddy.” I got up and got the plug from the bathroom. I knelt on the floor near the bed and lubed the plug.  I slowly insert it until the large bulbous part slid inside.  

“Very good. Now suck my cock.” I got up and knelt again between his legs to suck his cock into my mouth. “See what you do to me?” He was very hard already.  I got to work sucking him until I had his cock deep in my throat.  After a bit I felt his leg lift up over my head and I disengaged from his cock. 

“Stay right there baby girl.”  He got up and stood behind me at the foot of the bed.  He opened my legs and went down on me while the plug was still in me. Once I was wet he held the plug in place and pushed his cock inside my pussy.  It felt so tight with the plug pushing against his cock inside me. He fucked me slowly until he was sure everything was fitting well then he fucked me hard and fast until he came.

If I were listening to myself in those moments I would say that my moans sound very different then when we have only vaginal penetration.  There is something about double penetration that puts me into another place.  I can’t help the noises I make, it’s an automatic response.

“You make some crazy sounds when I’m in both your holes.  Whether with the little pink plug, my fingers or the big black plug, it doesn’t matter what it is it does something to you,” he said.

I would agree.  It’s a next level experience for sure.

Use Me

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Daddy sat in his big chair.  “Take out Daddy’s cock baby girl.”  I did as commanded.  

“May I, Daddy?” I must ask permission first, always. 

“Yes slut.”  I smiled and began to suck his cock.  I ran my lips and tongue around the bulbous head to moisten it and luxuriate in the feel of him.  He was hard already.  We hadn’t had much alone time lately.  I knew he wanted me, he was hard that fast.

I filled my throat with his cock while my eyes closed and my lips and mouth stretched around it. After a few minutes, I heard a surprising but familiar sound.  Not the sound of Daddy but the sound of porn.  I pulled up from his cock enough so I could see and looked up at Daddy.  He was holding his phone and the sound was on.  The clear sounds of a woman being fucked filled my ears.

Initially, I felt surprised and slightly put off.  We’ve used porn before but this was unexpected. He was clearly interested in me because he got hard long before the video was turned on.  So, why the porn?

I went back to work on his cock like a good little girl. As he watched the video I thought about it.  If he’s watching a video then I’m merely a means to an end.  I’m performing a service and being his instrument of pleasure.  I’m just his fuck toy.  I am nothing but something to be used.  The more my thoughts traveled this line of reason the more turned on I got and the wetter I became. When he reached down between my legs I was soaking wet.  

I listened to the girl in the video get used and I felt used as well.  What I see is how much this is a driving kink for me. Daddy calls me his cum whore and I twist on his words.  Nothing fills me with as much aching ecstasy as him treating me this way.

I love his love. I love how he cares for me and treats me right.  But I also love how he can treat me like his dirty little whore and I’ll do anything for him to do it again and again.

Immediacy

On By Enigmatic AmorIn Anal, Cocksucking6 Comments

We had sex many times over the weekend.  Sunday, we ended up talking for half the day about open relationships and our relationship.  It was a very valuable talk.  We connected physically most of the weekend, it was a beautiful way to end our weekend by connecting through talk and communication.  

On Sunday night we usually go to bed early.  Mr. D gets up very early for work. We both knew when we started talking this meant we would not have time for sex. We snuggled up in bed.  I knew we’d go to sleep soon.

“Put your hand on my cock.” I had to obey but my mind balked.  But we have to sleep soon.  He has to get up in the morning.  He felt or sensed my hesitation. Suddenly, his demeanor changed. “Listen to me slut.  You are going to go down there and put your mouth on me.  You are going to get that cock hard enough for me to fuck you. Now.”

“Ok Daddy.”  My whole body reacted to his vehemence.  I shuddered and my pussy got wet.  I sat up and knelt by his side.  I sucked his cock into my mouth and started giving him head.  There was no finesse.  I was desperate to do as he commanded.  I had to get him hard.  

“Get that cock hard you little cock whore.  You want me to fuck you don’t you?  If you want to get fucked, get me hard.”  He was so forceful, so fast, I had no time to think.  I was panting with my need of him and so desperate to please. 

He pushed me off his cock, which was only half stiff by then.  “Not good enough my little cock whore, not even close.  Move.  Lick my asshole.” He flipped over and I got behind him.  I thrust my whole face into his ass and licked his tight asshole for all I was worth.  It was sweet from residual lube that must have trickled there when we fucked before.  I pushed my tongue in deep, doing everything I could to obey. 

“You’re my little cock whore aren’t you? You want my come, so you can be my little come slut too?”  

From behind him I whimpered and said, “Yes, Daddy!” He had me wound so tight with his quick fire commands and dirty names. I would have done anything he told me to do.

“Get those pants off and get on your back.” I dropped my pajama pants and quickly laid on the bed.  He got between my legs and pushed his cock fully to the hilt. He fucked me hard and fast.  No quarter was asked for or given.  He looked down at my tank top blocking his view of my tits and ripped it in half. 

“Are you my whore? My dirty cock whore?”

“Yes, Daddy! I am, I’m your whore…your cock whore.” This was new, he’d never called me that before but it was driving me wild.

“Do you want my come you dirty, little, come slut? Whether you do or not, I’m going to fill you with my seed.” He thrust harder and faster, my tits bouncing for him with each thrust.  The shock waves ran over my body, my breasts rolling like the tide.

“Please Daddy!  Fill me with your come!  I need it!”

He grabbed my neck with a grip so strong I gasped. He squeezed and I squeaked as my panicked cry was forced out the little space I had left to breathe.  His fucking sped up to a blinding pace.  Just as I thought I’d pass out, he shot his hot load into me.  

He released my neck as he cried out strong and deep, his orgasm breaking over us both.