Altered States

He gave me time.  We were full from breakfast.  We sat and read email, blogs, etc.  I didn’t think anything of it.  Life as usual. 

He got up to do some laundry and then he was by my side in the living room. “Strip.” He said with no emotion, no explanation.  I unzipped my jeans vest and pulled off my shorts.  I stood naked before him. “Nice.  Follow me.”

Into the bedroom we went.  There were ropes everywhere.  He had been busy while he was doing the laundry.  “Get into the center of the bed,” he said as he adjusted the ropes at the headboard.  A large O ring was centered at the top of the large wooden headboard. I recognized it as a piece of equipment that is usually used under the mattress so that you can tie a person spread eagle to a bed withiut a frame.  This was going to be different. 

I laid on the bed in the center.  I was nude and felt the air from the  fan play across my skin.  He took one of my wrists and looped black rope around it several times tying a knot below my palm.  Then he tied the other wrist in similar fashion.  Each wrist was then secured to a ring an each side of the headboard.  Now I was unable to move my hands.  When I pulled on one the other would become secured closer to the wooden frame.  Oh, they are linked behind the bed.  I thought. The more I move the tighter I’ll be pulled on one side or the other. Devious.

Then he looped more black rope around my thighs.  Each thigh had many loops of rope, then each was tied off around the loops at my inner thigh.  The rope would secure me but not pull on my skin. Finally he pulled each leg up by ropes through the O ring in the center of the headboard right above my head.   As I looked up I saw a network of ropes strung from the upper corners of the bed and from my thighs.  I was trapped with my knees at my breasts, my hands bound and my sex wide open to him. 

He stood over me and surveyed his work. He smiled with approval.  “I can smell your sex.  I think you like this.” Then he took out the implements he had hidden by the bed.  A crop, a feather duster, and other items I couldn’t see.  Oh, I was in for it.  He mounted the bed and settled himself between my legs.  He blew air on my pussy.

I felt his nose first.  He ran his nose over my sex and up around the clit.  Then his tongue flicked over my labia, caressed my sensitive skin.  My senses were already heightened from being tied and now his tongue lit me up. Soft fluttering caresses that set me on fire. I was whimpering and pulling on my bonds to get to him. 

He pulled back, I hoped to mount me, but he picked up a crop instead.  He smacked the top of my pussy with it.  I jumped with every strike.  I tried to calm myself and bear the impacts but I was slipping away from my control. The binding ropes trapped me yet set my mind to flight. 

As the stinging sensations accelerated so did my need to beg for mercy. Before I reached my limit he knelt again to lick my pussy.  I was out of my mind.  First gentle flicks of the tongue, then hard sucking, then back to gentleness.  I was moaning loudly, unable to stop myself. 

He picked up the crop again.  My sex was wide open, my thighs tied back, my toes barely touching the bed.  The sting of contact shot through my pelvis jolting me. “Daddy!”

“What baby girl? Don’t you like it?” He said with a devilish smile.  He knew I liked it. The stings were harder and deeper now.  The first round was to bring the blood to the surface. This was the main event. It seemed that crop strikes followed by the more subtle torment of licking were the order of the day.  Each round pushed me closer to climax.

His finger hovered around the entrance to my pussy.  Caressing the pouty lips on each side.  I arched forward.  Finally!  Some kind of fucking! As sexual play ramps up, I have a one track mind.  Fuck me! Put it in, fill my hole, fuck me! My pelvis pounded forward propelling towards surcease.  His finger lazily dropped down to my asshole.  No! Not there! He rubbed little circles getting it wet then he pushed it in my ass.  

“Daddy! Fuucckk….” I’m not sure if that was a request or an expletive.  Either way, he wasn’t listening. His tongue bathed my pulsating clit.  His finger kept prodding my ass.  My throbbing, aching, hungry pussy sat forgotten on the edge of the dance floor waiting with her cocktail glass dripping sweat down her dress.

“Daddy please.” Pitiful. He ignored it.  “Daddy please fuck your slut.”  His eyes rose to look at his trussed up prize then went back to his work. “Please fuck your dirty whore.” He finally took notice. 

“You want to be fucked, do you?” His voice dripped with his Cheshire smile. “Hmm.” Noncommittal though he feigned, he finally he rose.  Yes, yes, yes! 

“Yes Daddy, please!” I was gone.  I looked up to him through atmospheres of dreamy landscapes.  

“You are mine.  I own you. Do you understand?” 

“Yes Daddy. Yours.”  I was laid bare to him.  Raw and exposed. 

“You are my dirty little whore.” He was poised at my clutching hole. He thrust forward cleaving me with his meaty cock.

“Yes Daddy, god yes!” The feeling was indescribable. Shivers of pleasure covered my body.  My mind sang.  I gripped the rope that bound my wrists to the bed. I wanted to wrap myself around him but was denied.  Thrust after thrust filled my needy pussy with the cock I so desperately wanted. 

“Take it!” His face above me, his hands on me.  His intensity broke free. 

“Fuck your little slut, your whore, fuck my cunt.  Please Daddy, fuck me, fuck me.” On and on I rutted in a hypnotized frenzy.

“Take it, take my seed!” He thrust to the hilt and pumped hot come deep inside me.  I felt it spurting out between us as his cries and grunts played across the room. 

Afterwards, he untied me in sections.  I cleaned us up while still in a stupor, ropes dangling from my wrists.  I came back down sometime after that. 

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Empty Days, Full Nights

Freedom awaits

Alone together

Cloistered with Him

Disruptions ceased
 

Walking the tether

His dominance beckons

Aching with a fervor

Desire paramount
 

His will not mine

Mists of sinewy need

Bind and ensnare

Breathless distraction
 

Debased and supplicant

Throbbing and yearning

Petitioning to serve

Whore for pleasure
 

Emotion flourishes

Pain blossoms

Monster unleashed

Exalted in torture

 
Please, I pray

Take, I beg

Use, I entreat

Your will, I serve

Hot Afternoon

Daddy and I were both just home from work and chitchatting in the kitchen. He was teasing me about seeing my ass every time I bent over while putting groceries away.

“Well, if you want to see it naked all you have to do is ask,” I teased.

“Alright then,” he said and off he went to the bedroom.  It took me a minute to realize what had happened.

“Oh, wait, did you just accept my offer?” I asked as I followed him.

“That’s what it sounded like to me unless you’re taking it back now,” he said. 

“No, no, not at all.” I wasn’t giving up an opportunity for afternoon sex, no way. I locked the door and stripped down in front of him while he got situated. Once naked, I slid up on the bed next to him with my ass in the air.  “As you wished Daddy.”

He ran his hands over my ass as we kissed and talked a little more. I didn’t know what would happen next.  He could be tired and want to relax.  “Face down, arms at your side.” He said.  Apparently, relaxing was not on his mind. I breathed through my mop of hair while I waited noticing that my breath was again a little shallow.  Apparently the partying in Vegas had its way with me just a bit.

Daddy rubbed my ass as a warning that he was there.  His hand was then replaced by the short silicon cat o’nine tails.  They were stingy and felt oh so good on my ass.  I hadn’t expected any BDSM play midweek but I was hungry for it.  I raised my ass in welcome.  I wanted more, a lot more. Daddy switched between caresses and whips of the tails on my ass and thighs.  

“Spread your legs.” I did as told.  His face pushed in and his tongue probed my ass.  It felt incredible.  If you’ve never had this done to you, get over whatever stigma you may hold against ass play and try it.  The nerve endings all bunch up at the sphincter making it a hot spot of sensation.  Daddy’s tongue flicked and fucked my little hole, driving me crazy with pleasure.

He whipped me again and then switched to his little paddle.  He struck each ass cheek twice. We couldn’t make too much noise.  But this little beast stings so much more than any other toy.  It is simply a round piece of wood with a hand strap across the back.  A devilish little toy. 

With my ass still stinging he raised my hips up and fucked my pussy with his fingers.  I was wet, I was ready.  He positioned me again and entered me with his cock.  Damn, I was so ready for a good fucking.  The more I have him, the more we play, the more I want.  This position is a challenge for us because I have long legs being a tall girl.  Daddy has shorter legs for a man who’s six feet.  So, sometimes it works sometimes not. 

After a few strokes he said, “On your back.” I flipped over and spread my legs.  He pushed my feet up and out.  I reached out to touch him. “No, hands down.” I whimpered as I tucked hands under my thighs for support.  He shoved his cock inside me and began to fuck me with my legs wide. “Clench your pussy, slut.”  I clenched my muscles around his cock and heard a satisfied grunt from him.  With my legs spread and my muscles tight this was a good workout of my pelvic muscles.  

He fucked me hard and fast.  I began to pant and sweat.  The pleasure was intense.  He changed his angle so that his cock was pushing into me straight on.  It rubbed up against the top of my canal where they say the g-spot is located.  At the same time his belly was rubbing on my clit.  I moaned and moaned and suddenly I felt a pop and there was a gush of moisture between us.  Daddy looked at me in surprise. “Did what I think just happen, happen?” He asked.  I nodded my head.  I had no idea what just happened but it was something amazing and I couldn’t speak right then. I wanted him to keep going. 

After a few more strokes he stopped and laid down on the bed next to me.  “I will still give you my seed but it will be later tonight so be ready.” He said.  We both caught our breath and talked about what happened.

He took his fingers and put his dripping pre-come on my lips.  I sucked his fingers and licked them clean. I asked him, “Would you like me to suck your cock Daddy?” I didn’t know if he’d want more since he told me we would finish later.

“Yes, I would love that baby girl.” I got on my knees between his legs and sucked his cock into my mouth.  “Do you like the way we taste together?” He asked.  I nodded yes, I did.  I licked and sucked until he was clean of our juices and hard again. Daddy startled me when he jumped up and turned over.  “Lick my ass slut.”  I shook with excitement.  I can’t describe how hot it makes me when he gives me direct orders like that.  I love knowing exactly what he wants and doing something at his beckoning that I wouldn’t normally do on my own.  I pushed my face in and licked and pushed my tongue in deep.  He moaned and I was so thrilled to give him such pleasure.

We finished the afternoon with him fucking my pussy and using his fingers in my ass.  He came hard filling me with his seed. “You’re off the hook for later,” he said. It was a perfect afternoon.

I Want

He tweaks my nipple and I want him.  

He left to play golf many many miles away.

I want a facefucking in the worst way.

I want to be used, abused and taken.

I want his cock deep inside me.  

I want his fingers down my throat as he fucks me sore.

I want to be on my knees for him.

I want…

A Taste of Dominance

“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.

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Nox

Nox texted me that he had the afternoon free.  If we were going to play it was now.  Immediately, I was a bundle of nerves.  I hadn’t played with him since before Mr. D became my life.  Actually, it had been years.  I’d seen him and Ren many times over those years but it was always platonic.  Over the summer they had game night at their house.  They both teased me then and I played a little grab ass in the kitchen with Nox.  Innocent fun but that’s what started this up again after all.

I have a unique relationship with them as a couple. Ren is incredibly sexual.  Her Cuckquean kink drives a lot of this play.  I mentioned before that one of my favorite parts about playing with them before was my communication with her. She would text me about being horny. Then I would start telling her how hot her husband was and how much I wanted him.  After a while of this back and forth, she’d be so wound up she’d go fuck him silly.  That was the best.  It was like pulling the string on a spinning top. She says I like the power.  Maybe I do but to me it’s a way of serving their dynamic.  It puts me where I love to be, instilling passion and excitement in others.

So, I texted Ren that I was going to have a hot lunch fuck with her husband and I left work to meet him.  Daddy had given me permission to play.  This would be the first time either of us would take advantage of the openness of our relationship. I have always been in monogamous relationships. A big part of my butterflies was this. I didn’t text Daddy that I was playing.  I wanted to tell him in person and I was seeing him the next night.  I didn’t want to be in the middle of play and him feeling whatever he was going to feel from this.  I wanted to share that with him in person.

With both Nox’s partner and mine on my mind, I knocked on his door.  He had said the door would be unlocked, friends don’t have to knock.  But the door was locked.  I was smiling when he opened it. “After all that, I had the door locked?” He smiled a crooked smile.

“Looks like it.” I said, as he pulled me into the kitchen and kissed me.  I kissed him in return and put my arms around him.  I remembered his super soft kisses then.  My eyes opened a moment and I smiled up to him.  I remembered this.  He is a longtime friend now, nothing to feel nervous about.  My hands began to feel his body and after more kissing they drifted down to his crotch.  Surprisingly, his cock was poking out of the front of his sweatpants.  I took ahold of it. I massaged his member and thought of the difference between him and Mr. D.  I thought of how I watched his wife give him head.  She had such a seductive way of giving head, full eye contact. 

He took my other hand and led the way to the bedroom.  He said the usual things you’d expect from a husband, excuse the mess, etc. Once in the bedroom I began taking off my clothing while he had gone back out for a glass of water.  When he returned I was half undressed.  “Good girl.” He said.  I know nudity is his favorite thing.  Once, he made me strip on his doorstep and then knock to come in.  Good times.

He told me to lay on the bed and then he laid completely on top of me, his body pressing me into the mattress.  “Are you cold?” He asked as his hand caressed my hip.

“No, I’m fine.” I replied. I had been cold when I first undressed but I wasn’t now with the body contact.

“Good.  Well, you do have a full man blanket on you.”  We laughed. “My daughter always asks me why I’m so warm.” Men always seem to run warmer than women but I was smiling at the cute pillow talk.  Then he kissed me again and the atmosphere changed.  He moved his hands to my breasts and pinched and rolled my nipples in between his fingers. He pulled them and pinched them harder. I began to pant at the feelings of pleasure and a little pain.  He used his elbow and forearm to pin my neck to the bed while he continued the onslaught. I got wet quickly from his treatment of my breasts and from being pinned down.  He put his hands around my neck and looked into my eyes, “I want to taste you.” You can do whatever you want after that, I thought to myself.

He traveled down my body until he was between my legs.  His fingers pushed up against my sex and slid inside me easily.  “Wet girl, mmm nice.” He said. He began to fuck me with his fingers and eventually after he had me squirming he bent his head to taste me.  His tongue sent me further into abandon. With his fingers still working inside me he bit me on the thigh hard.  That was new.  I was shocked and yet it was erotic.  I kept thinking, that’s going to leave a mark, wonder what Daddy will think about that?

He got me very turned on.  I started moaning.  I thought about how his wife loved to hear the sounds I make.  I wondered if he was taping this for her.

He rose and got on top of me.  He rubbed his cock over my mound several times, teasing. “Our rules are condoms, right?” I nodded, that was what we agreed. “For vaginal and anal sex?”

“Yes.” I replied.  Nox sometimes had difficulty staying hard with me.  We worked through it years before and found that it was a mental block having to do with the perceived cheating of the their kink. Condoms don’t help but that was Daddy’s rule and I was sticking to it. We’d figure it out.  Safety is important.

“I want you to pleasure me now.” He said. So, we traded places and I took him in my mouth.  I used the techniques Daddy taught me and took him in deeply. I pulled him into my throat and worked him slowly as I had been taught.  “Wow, I didn’t remember how good you were.” I had been completely different before.  Daddy has been training me.  I was so proud right then.

Nox told me he wanted to have anal sex with me.  We had done that before many years back. “Turn over.” He said. Then he got up and found a butt plug he has.  It is a small one which is good because Daddy had used me just days before and it had been an intense and thorough reaming.  I was still sore.  I almost begged out of it but I thought I’d let him try. I didn’t want to ruin the fun the first time out.   He played with my ass and lubed the area.  I really was sore but a lot of times the soreness goes away after a bit. He put in the plug then he began to play with my pussy while I was face down.  He kept pushing his fingers inside me until I was so worked up and needy. 

He put on a condom and I knew he was ready to start. He pulled the plug out and pushed himself against my backdoor.  He wasn’t ready enough.  You have to be really hard to get past the sphincter.  I was relieved.  I had been close to calling him off. He had me flip over and stroke him until he was really hard.

He said, “I’m going to fuck you now.” I nodded.  He pushed into me and I raised my legs up. We were face to face.  He talked to me while he fucked me. “I like that you are our friend.  I like that you are safe company in our vanilla life and can hang out with anyone.” All the while he thrust into me. “I like that we can invite you to dinner and I could make some excuse and take you into a room away from the other guests and do dirty things to you.” His words and his movements were making me pant.  “I like that you’re a kinky  girl. I like that we can trust you.”  Then he thrust harder and more swiftly. Shortly he said,”I’m going to come now.” 

He had such control to say it so matter-of-factly and when I said okay he came.  He comes in a really hot way.  He shudders and then he is completely taken away by the shuddering sensations of coming. He comes for a long time.  It is very fun to be a part of that.

Afterwards, we got dressed and spent a little time talking about life and kids.  Then I went back to work.  What a very hot lunch session!