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Baby did a bad bad thing

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Baby Did a Bad Bad Thing

I went out with a co-worker to a Gala recently. Daddy said to send him pictures of us. My friend arrived late and we walked into the Gala in the midst of it so I didn’t send pictures until we were able to take them at the end of the night. Daddy was not happy. I made him wait all evening for what he asked for. He told me I would be punished. I felt horrible for making him wait.

“You will put in one of your plugs and play with yourself. Bring yourself almost to orgasm three times today. You will not come. You made me wait so now you will wait. Do you understand slut?”

I told him I did. I have a new plug with a jewel in the end. It is very bulbous with a short neck. I hadn’t worn it before. I lubed it then knelt beside the bed to insert it. That plug was so round and I hadn’t put anything in my ass in a long time. It was a struggle but it finally popped in. It stretched me and was very tight.

I laid in bed naked. I played with my nipples until they were nice and hard. Then I caressed down my belly to my pussy. I tickled the edges drawing out the sensations. I thought of Daddy fucking me with his hand on my throat. I imagined him calling me all sorts of vile things while he fucked me. My body responded, arching under my hand. My fingers strummed my clit hard and fast. I was so, so close. I felt my gut tighten and my legs begin to shake then I stopped.

Panting and coming down from the high of almost coming, I texted him that I had one down, two to go. I waited some time in-between. I didn’t want to come when I wasn’t supposed to and doing it again so soon would make that a risk

I began again. I tugged on the plug. It was so tight. When I pulled on it I could feel the bulb stretching me. I ran my fingers up the outer ring of lips from my ass to my clit. I shivered from the sensations that it brought. I closed my eyes and thought of many things to get my libido going again. Daddy fucking me. Then Daddy fucking someone else with me watching. Then two women fucking. My mind was all over the place, I couldn’t settle it. I kept rubbing my clit. I decided to forget the images, they weren’t working. I kept rubbing my clit and focused on the feelings. My body tingled, my clit was swollen, I tugged on the plug again. I love that feeling.

Finally, my body began to respond. Fuck my mind, we were doing this anyway. I felt the waves and little spasms start and then I stopped touching myself. Damn, I wanted to come! I texted Daddy and this time went right back to my punishment. If it took so long to get going the second time, I didn’t want to wait for the third. Plus, I was in serious need now. I was in the ‘fuck the consequences’ phase of this exercise. My need was in the lead.

I touched myself again. I touched my clit, too sensitive. So, I started with my nipples. I rubbed them hard. I punished them with pain. Ooo, the pain. I wanted Daddy’s pain, I ached for his dominance. I wanted to serve his craven desires.

I pictured myself kneeling before him. “Table.” He said. I put my hands on the carpet and leveled out my back to present myself as a table for him. I was nothing, just furniture. He was sitting on the couch. I didn’t know what he did or thought as I kneeled there, I was is object. Someone touched my ass. I couldn’t look but somehow I knew it was his best friend El Jefe.

“Go ahead, what’s mine is yours.” I heard Daddy say. His voice was dismissive. I felt a cock thrust inside me. I felt Daddy there, his presence holding me in place. His eyes watching me take it. And just like that, I was at the edge of coming. Fuck.

I stopped and texted Daddy that my punishment was complete. I wouldn’t make him wait again.

Masturbation Fantasy

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I was masturbating recently and I came up with a fantasy that twisted me so hard. I have to share it with you.

I’ve been fantasizing when I masturbate a lot more lately. In my efforts to become more orgasmic with Daddy, I decided that masturbation with porn is not helpful. It’s kind of an automatic reaction. I watch a hot porn scene, cum and get on with my day. It’s about as exciting as brushing my teeth every morning. This is not leading me towards my goal so I’m trying not to do it as much.

I was in bed and I began to touch myself. I caressed my sides and my belly. I graze my fingertips so lightly on my skin that it raises goosebumps. Then I can feel my nipples harden. When I do it this way, without touching them directly, they get so hard so fast that the skin puckers and crinkles. It sends little shockwaves of nipple sensation through my body. God, I love that sensation.

I pictured a scene in my mind. This is what I saw as I touched myself…

I came home expecting to see Daddy and get a kiss hello but I couldn’t find him. I went into the bedroom and was shocked to find him fucking a hot girl. She was curvy and had great tits. He had her pinned under him, his cock full to the hilt inside her.

It was so hot seeing this but then I was immediately torn with jealousy and pain. He didn’t tell me he was fucking this girl. He’s supposed to tell me about them before he does. My face fell and I just stood there watching and twisting inside.

He turned because he felt my presence. “Strip and kneel slut. This is for you.” Then he went back to fucking her. I stripped my clothes off and knelt near the bed still watching them fuck. My pussy was dripping yet my stomach was still twisting with jealousy. This was for me? He had given me a clue. He was doing this as a scene for us.

Now the girl notices me naked and kneeling on the floor. “That’s hot. Does she do anything you tell her?” At this point Daddy rolled off her and made her get on top of him.

“Of course she does. She’s my dirty little slave. Now, ride me.” She got on top of him and began fucking him. Her tits bounced as she did. Then she started talking to me.

“I’d like a slave slut like you. I’d make you do all sorts of things. Fuck yeah, I would.” Then she moaned and rode Daddy harder. “God I love his cock. It’s a big fat cock, you’re so lucky to get fucked with it all the time.” I twisted some more as she rode him. I was so close to cumming now.

He moaned and I switched to watching him. I love watching Daddy cum. He cried out and shot his load into her. Her tits were bouncing as he filled her. When he was done he looked over to me. “I came for you Darling. You know what you have to do.” I knew but, wow, I had never had his cum that way.

“Get up here and lick it out of her. It’s Daddy’s cum.” I got up in between her legs.

The hottie looked at him then at me. “Fuck yeah, do it!” (I didn’t give her much in the way of a vocab, did I?) I licked her clean then made her squirm and cum herself.

In reality, I had cum when Daddy shot his load but damn I had to finish that scene in my mind while my body was twitching from a really good orgasm.

Frenzy

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He spins me into a wild sexual frenzy. We had sex for hours last night. It was intense, deeply-controlled dominance that led our sexual play. He stirs such passion in me. I ached to have him again right after we were done.

He left this morning and I won't see him for another month in all likelihood. This morning should have been a longing kiss goodbye and me off to work but once again we were at each other. Rutting and needy.

Now I sit at my desk and I am hungry for him. Hungry for his body, starved for the touch of him under my caress, reaching out with my mind to hear his kindred response. He said we are One. He is right about that. My pussy throbs as though his hands are close and his cock available to me now.

I love the frenzy. My body clambers for his. My blood is simmering beneath the surface. Damned the distance, it wants what it wants. It wants the fire and he is the kindling.

Setting the Tone

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Before I arrived for my visit with Daddy, he sent me a video of a slave being used by two Masters.  They were very harsh with her and used her body repeatedly.  They took her anally, vaginally and facefucked her.  They degraded her by spitting on her. It was a very intense scene.  She had no break and they did not let up in using her for any plea.

Daddy and I spoke about it after I watched it.  We talked about how she gave of her service and it was not at all about her receiving pleasure. As a viewer, I was initially appalled that she was used almost to the point of abuse. 

When I thought about the scene from a lifestyle perspective, I realized it was along the same lines as what I crave with Daddy. When he leaves his Daddy Protector behind and his Stern Master side comes out it puts me very quickly into a deeply submissive state.  

As we discussed the video he said, “They took and she gave. I have spit on your sex like that but never degraded you with it. I have slapped your face but didn’t know what you felt about it. There will be more discussions and demands.”

Finally he said, “You have mentioned degradation before and that name calling is a turn on. We haven’t gone to sub space in a very long time. Prepare for that on vacation.” 

Fast forward a week.  After picking me up from the airport and taking me to dinner, we went home together. We had some snuggle time then he said, “Stand please. Strip off your clothes and kneel.”

I took a deep breath and followed directions.  I pulled my dress above my head and dropped it on the other couch. I faced him then took off my bra and panties. As I knelt he said, “Very nice. Eyes down.”

My eyes were lowered already but now I knew not to raise them, he rarely specifies that. “Arms at your sides. Remember, what I said?” I knew immediately and nodded.  A race of adrenaline shot through me. I was finally with him after a month of no Daddy and now I would be tested by Master too.  I was giddy and nervous all at once. 

Lifestyle Characters

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As we move around in this lifestyle Mr. D and I have taken on many personae. Purists would shun our behavior, I have no doubt.  

In exploring our interests and one another we’ve each tried on a few different characters. They all fall on our own distinct side of the slash but they each relate to the others differently. Mr. D is and always will be dominant. There is no changing that immutable fact. No matter what persona he dons it is decidedly in the lead.  

I am always and primarily submissive. There is no changing that part of who I am. It is a permanent part of me.  

As we began to explore, Mr. D loved the Daddy/baby girl dynamic. I had never experienced it before. I understood it and was willing to try. I knew a baby girl was submissive so felt I could take this on. Fast forward a few years and I truly enjoy being a baby girl. 

The Daddy role suits Mr. D perfectly. He is always watchful and taking care of me. Even when he’s the one to hurt me he’s the first to make sure I’m okay. Even when we have plain vanilla sex he makes sure I’m ok afterwards.  I love being his baby girl.  I love how he considers me in all he does, how he plans ahead, and how me protects me. It took putting me into a vulnerable baby girl mindset to open me as deeply as he has. I trust him more than I’ve trusted anyone with my heart and my body. 

As we have grown in our dynamic Mr. D has asked me about the desires in my submissive heart. I’ve told him of my secret dream of being slave or kajira. I crave the intensity and the full immersion of that role. Something about me wants the ultimate test. I want to be his prized possession, his greatest asset. I want to be owned by him. I ache to serve and relinquish all of myself to him. It is not easy. In fact it can be very hard and for some reason I crave that. The more stern he is and the more demanding, the faster I slip into subspace. Why? We’ve explored that too. No matter the why, the reason it works is because it is a release and a challenge for me. In those moments of deep service all else disappears, all that remains is his desire. That pinpoint of darkness, that razor’s edge of focus is my happy place. In those moments I feel like we merge into one whole.

Before I left home on Friday to come see him, Mr. D texted me that Stern Master would be taking control this visit. He told me to be ready. He said he had been too lenient for far too long. “Be ready,” his text said. I knew what that meant. Daddy would be put away and a more rigid and controlling personality would take his place. Stern Master doesn’t let me get away with anything. He wants and he takes. He does not protect as Daddy does, he expects service and expects it with no excuses. 

Is this Mr. D’s natural personality? Yes and no. It is not the primary one. His primary is Daddy. In his most relaxed and most comfortable, he is Daddy. When his darkness takes over, he is Master. Does this mean Master is any less him? No. Less comfortable perhaps but no less him. 

My baby girl, submissive, slave, slut and whore all serve him. No matter the name, no matter the inflection of voice, when he calls, I answer. When he commands, I obey. 

Exposed

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The first night in Cancun, Mr. D greeted me at the door of the hotel.  I came in on a later flight and took a shuttle to the hotel.  

As we sat with the Concierge to get my key to our room, Mr. D told me, “I am a little drunk.  I got El Jefe drunk at the swim-up pool bar today.  I am sunburnt and we made ALL the friends.” That’s my man.  One day in Cancun and he made friends with everyone and trashed himself and his best friend.  Love him!  He is all out sometimes and I love that about him. 


He walked me to our room showing me the hotel and then opening the door to our perfect oasis for the week.  The room was a vision in tropical white. White linens, white leather couches, white bar and white curtains.  The room had a patio out to the pool, a sauna tub and the shower I already mentioned.  The bar was a full bar.  


It was magical and we had it all to ourselves for a full week.  Life was good! It was late but I was hungry from a long day of travel. We ordered room service for me then relaxed on the bed. One thing led to another and Daddy soon had his face buried in my crotch.  We hadn’t seen each other in a month. He had me so turned on.  At about the point I was writhing on the bed he crawled up to whisper in my ear, his hand taking over where his mouth had been. 

“I want to fuck my slut but room service is coming soon. Maybe I’ll have my little whore answer the door naked.” I moaned as he made me hotter and wetter with his hands and his taunts. 

“Yes, I think I will have you answer the door just like this.  Or maybe,” He pulled his shorts down then and took out his cock. “I’ll make you walk to the door with my cum dripping out of you like a dirty whore should.”  With that he fucked me hard and fast all the while my mind is reeling from the thought of exposing myself to the room service guy soon to arrive on our doorstep. Daddy knows how to twist me up so tightly.

I shuddered with the pleasure of his cock pounding me. I looked into his slightly drunken eyes and thought he might be drunk enough to make me do it.  Would I answer the door naked and used? The unanswered question plunked around in my head as he fucked me.

Then, the knock came at the door. I’m sure my eyes widened as round as saucers.  Daddy pulled his cock out of me and pulled up his shorts. “Don’t move.” He said. His voice hard as nails.  I thought, he’s going to bring the guy into the room while I’m naked on the bed. I knew I couldn’t move but at the last second threw the sheet over my bare ass so I was partially covered. 

Daddy walked back into the room alone with a tray of food. I breathed a sigh of relief until, “I didn’t say you could cover yourself.” Damn, caught.

Soon, I was on the ottoman at the end of the bed and he finished fucking me in that position.  We love ottomans. So, that was my welcome to Mexico.

Cry if You Must

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“Kneel for me by the bed. Take the vibrator and put it on your clit,” he said. I did as told.

Already I was defeated. I knew this would be fruitless. I had no delusions that I’d be able to give him an orgasm this way. My body was decidedly not ready to be turned on. Have you ever had those days?  One where you knew it was going to take a lot to get your motor running?

I told myself to push those defeatist thoughts out of my mind and damned well do what Daddy wanted. I got on my knees near to the bed.  He laid on the bed so our faces were close together.  I was naked and put the vibrator on my clit on low speed.  As Daddy talked in my ear, my body warmed to the idea. The vibration awakened my clit and it began to feel good. 

All the while, Daddy talked in my ear.  “You’re my good little slut, my whore and you’re going to give me what I want aren’t you?”

I cringed. I was certain my knees would give out far faster than my mind would submit and allow me an orgasm. I whimpered in agreement and kept going. 

The more he talked the more my body responded.  His filthy talk and the names he called me spun into a sinful cyclone of pleasure.  I ached to obey. I longed for him to keep going, to debase me further. 

“You’re my dirty cum whore.  You will cum for me.” Damn, I wanted to so badly.  My knees were shooting pain but my body was finally kicking into high gear. 

I whimpered again.  I was getting frustrated with myself.  There seemed no passing a certain point, no thrusting myself over the edge.  The pain in my knees was interfering with my progress.  I looked up to him as my body slumped on the side of the bed. “Cry if you must but you will cum for me.”  He turned the vibrator to high.

Damn! I swear if I had any hope of cumming in this position that would have sent me over the edge.  That was fucking hot! All the times I ached for Harsh Daddy flooded into my mind…every last fantasy that he now fulfilled.  

It occurred to me that my feet were now completely asleep.  I cried and kept that cursed vibrator where he wanted it though.  I’d be damned if I was going to let my Fantasy Dom Incarnate down after he gave me what I always craved. Fuck. 

Finally, I looked up to him with tears in my eyes.  I was so dejected that my body had no hope of rising above the pain to achieve the goal he demanded. “What is it, slut?” He asked.

I paused and agonized but finally said, “My knees are in pain and my feet are asleep Daddy.  May I please stop?”  He gave me permission. 

Later he asked why on earth I didn’t call my safe word earlier, but really how could I?  This is what I’ve always wanted. 

Leaving on a Jet Plane

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Time to go back home to my responsibilities. I have had another beautiful and perfect weekend with Daddy and Master.  I call him both now for he has become two.  More than that really.  He is my everything.  My husband-to-be, my muse though he calls me his, my protective Daddy and my stern Master.  

I have not admitted this and granted I’m realizing this as I write it but I need challenge, I need struggle, I can become distracted and bored with less.  My mind is ever active, ever working and ever analyzing.  Daddy and I are more alike in this than I knew. 

He fits me so well.  He told me tonight that I fit him like a glove.  He’s so right. Our bodies fit together but moreso than that, our minds fit together.  He challenges me.  He is relentless in exploring our chemistry.  He finds his way inside my mind, centering my passion, delving to the depths of all that is me.  He worked his way in, he broke the fortress I had become.  With his kind heart, his reprobate swagger, and his force of will all governed by his engineer’s mind he took me and made me his. 

How do I go home tomorrow?  How do I part myself from him when I am so cleaved to him that I feel half a person?  All I want is to shut the world out and live in a dream of service to this man. I want to allow him to debase me, lay me bare, then raise me up from the ashes he created to build me again in the image he sees. 

Kneeling

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I kneel to him to honor my Master and his control of me.  I am here next to my bed.  My knees burning.  It has been a long hiatus and my body is rebelling.  It is my just punishment.  

My Master deserves so much more than I currently give him.  He is caring and honorable. He is thoughtful of others and keeps a whole list of found-family as part of his care circle. 

It is my wish to serve him in every way, every day.  So, today I kneel.  I picture him in front of me.  His fingers pushing my chin up so my gaze is captured in his.  His hot breath soon on my neck.  His words, oh my god, his words etching carnal sin on my soul.

Today, I kneel, to honor but also to feel him.  To know that I am wholly his chattel, his girl, his slave. That I will do as he commands, that I will choose subjugation, that I will debase myself, and that I will be as dirty as he commands.  All of this, I do for him. 

Flood – Erotica

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After dinner, Andrea finished up dishes and stepped into the shower. She could hear the TV in the other room. Her duties were done and she happily let the water course over her body, washing away the tension of the day. 

Slipping on a nightshirt, she sat in front of the computer. She loved this time of night when everyone was relaxed or asleep and she could just browse emails or read articles. It was her time.

John’s deep voice startled her from the door of the room. “My girl, I have a task for you.” 

His command was soft though Andrea knew there wasn’t a possibility of her saying no. “Yes, my Master.” Her heart beat hard and rapid at the uttering of this phrase. 

 “Come, kneel here on the carpet. Table for me sweetie.”

She walked over to him and knelt. Andrea’s hands touched the floor, lifting her back flat as a table for him. Kneeling there at his feet, she felt very vulnerable and exposed. Her nightshirt bloused out from her breasts as they hung freely. Her round ass was fully visible. As he circled her, she spread her legs as she knew he’d want her to do. Arching her back slightly, her sex was exposed for him.

“Touch yourself girl.” Her heart beat faster as she obeyed. Shifting her weight to one hand, she reached the other back to her sex. Her fingers rubbed the tiny nub of her clit. She felt it throb under her fingers as they moved. 

“I want you to come for me doll.” Lowering her head, her long hair grazed the carpet and caressed her shaking arm. Her weight held by one arm was going to take its toll.

Working her fingers faster on her clit, Andrea panted from the exertion of holding the pose and from her body’s reaction. Holding her breath, she bucked as she felt the first waves of her orgasm roll over her. A light sheen of sweat beaded on her forehead, her cheeks flushed from her ecstasy as she looked up to him.

 “Mmm, nicely done, my girl. Now, strip for me.” Her face a mask of obedience, she stripped off her night shirt and stayed kneeling there until he returned with a bit which he put between her teeth. In his hands, were clamps which he tightened on her nipples. The fire and the pain of the clamps burned through her, making her whimper against the bit in her mouth. She wouldn’t let her pain get the best of her.  Thankfully, the warmth was beginning to spread through her body from her fiery nipples.

With flogger in hand, John indicated that she stand up. With her hands clasped behind her, she stood before him. The falls of the flogger caressed her breasts and chest. At first the sensation was teasing and offered some distraction from the pinching on her nipples. This did not last. The whipping began in earnest and she bit into the wooden dowel in her teeth. The sting of each fall barely had time to mellow before she felt the sting begin on her other breast. Each time the falls happened to strike her tortured nipples she would jump and had to resist backing up from him.

Finally, John stopped after they were both panting and flushed. Her breasts and nipples were on fire; her loins were also on fire from the sensations washing over her. 

“Back on your knees my pet. I want another orgasm from you now. Give it to me.” Kneeling by the bed, she felt his hand gently on her back pushing her chest down onto the soft comforter. Any other time, she would have loved the restful position but this time it only caused her to feel the hot licking pain in her nipples even more.

She spread her knees wide and reached her fingers down to touch her throbbing pussy. Heat emanated from her sodden lips as her fingers caressed up and down her pink inner walls. As her fingers touched her swollen clit she came almost immediately. The throbbing intensified as moans escaped her.

Completely spent and sore, she looked up to her beloved and was greeted with a sight that made her heart sink. His eyes were twinkling with pleasure and mischievousness at the same time. In his hand was a dildo. In his eyes was a command.

Taking a minute to digest the expectation, she rose on shaky legs before him. “Yes, my Master.” As he removed the nipple clamps she cried out in pain as the blood rushed back to the damaged area, the pain of it bringing back the whipping all over again.

Pushing her back on the bed, she stretched out before him and took the dildo in her hand. Looking up into his eyes, she found the desire there strong and fervent. A moment before, she had no idea where she would find the strength or impetus to perform any further. 

Now, with his pleasure surrounding her, Andrea succumbed without further prodding. Opening her thighs wide, she placed the dildo at the entrance of her bright pink pussy. All the sensations of the two orgasms she already had this evening came rushing back to her. As she arched her back, she pushed the dildo deep inside her. Her aching breasts pushed into the air, dancing before him. Her knees shook and her hand worked faster and faster, filling her deeply with each thrust of the dildo. Whimpering her pleasure, her eyes never left his. She wanted this more for him now than for her. She was a woman unleashed in her ecstasy lying before him, giving all her passion to him. 

Unable to hold out any longer, she writhed on the bed. Her hand cupped her sex holding the device completely sheathed inside her. Her eyes smoldered as they met his. He nodded and she came hard. Pulling the dildo free she let loose the flood.