Anticipation

I was shaved and had my face done up. I was naked and lying on the bed. I heard him come through the door and head upstairs. He didn’t greet the dog, he didn’t bring in his luggage. Nothing. He came up the stairs and surveyed what he had waiting for him on the bed.

I had debated having the fan on or not. I didn’t care if I was cold for myself but I didn’t want him touching me and feeling a cold body. We had had what we call cadaver sex before. I had been in an unheated pool for so long that, as we fucked, he got colder and colder. Apparently, my core temperature had come down significantly such that even sex didn’t warm up my insides.

So, none of that this time. He came in and pushed my legs apart. He wanted a taste. I had been playing with myself as commanded. I had thought of a fantasy that had been working for me lately. He makes another man fuck me while he watches. He tells me what a bad slut I’ve been and my punishment is being fucked for his pleasure by whomever he wants. Then he has a really hot girl come in and suck his cock while he watches. It twists me up in several ways. One, he’s displeased so he’s loaned me out to someone I don’t know and two, he’s getting someone else to do what I love doing for him. Regardless of the lack of reality, it gets me off.

He dove into my sex and made me squirm in the best way. I was already aching for him by then. I hadn’t seen him in a week. I was in Sula position which means legs open and palms up by my side on the bed. I wasn’t allowed to move my hands. He knows how that kills me not to touch him.

I had my collar on. I hadn’t worn it in so long it took me looking in all the drawers and rooms to find it. I was happy to have it on again. I was thrilled to have orders, to be doing as he asked.

After he about drove me mad with his mouth in between my legs he got up and said, “Hang your head off the bed slut.” Yes! I thought to myself, he was going to fuck my face. God, I love that. He pushes into my mouth and before I’ve had time to wet my lips he’s most of the way inside. He pulls out and I do whatever I can to get wetness to my bottom lip. This isn’t easy with a huge cock in my mouth by I have to do it. Otherwise, we’re liable to hurt his cock or my lips. In again he pushes and fills my mouth and throat in one full swift motion. The angle with my head hung over the bed is perfect. He can get all the way into my throat, buried to the hilt.

After gagging me several times with his cock, he pulls out and tells me to get in the middle of the bed. He mounts me and begins to fuck me. “What are you?” He asks. I try not to think and simply answer.

“I’m your slut. Your girl. Your wife.”

“Whose are you?” He asks.

“I’m yours!” I say. He thrusts hard. Pushing my legs up to my chest. He fucks me deep and hard filling me with his seed.

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Yes, yes, yes!

Daddy is home soon, very soon. He texted from the airport:

I want you in a visceral way. To devour you. I need to see the panic in your eyes as I grip your throat and slam my cock into you. To leave marks on your flesh and your soul. I have a need upon me and I want you.

Here is what you will do. You will shower and shave preparing for my inspection. You will prepare me a drink and a water and place them by the bed. You will put on make-up for Master and then don your collar. When I arrive you will be on your back in the middle of my bed in the Sula position. You will install the butt plug and play with your sex. You may NOT come. You will be ready for me.

When I arrive you will not say a word. Your hands will be placed palms up on the bed and remain there. I will do as I wish.

Master is coming home.

Holy crap! Life is good! Master is coming home, Master is here!

I’m waiting in bed, time to do as I was told. I’ll fill you in later.

Whoop! Yes!

Merry Christmas to Me

A post from Daddy:

Home, Honey-dos, new house, Holidays, kid, and roommate….  Doesn’t make for many opportunities to demand Service.  Last night My Slut and I had alone time for the first time in a very long time.  We worked long and hard on the house preparing for company and the Holidays and after said day we turned in.   She massaged my legs with lotion, I asked her if she wanted a spanking and she said she always wanted a spanking.

I told her to remove her pants and lay face down on the bed.   I laid across her legs at the knees and massaged her ample ass.   Warming to my touch I kissed it and started to lightly tap her bum.  Rapid tapping ensued though not hard.  Still warming and alternatively rubbing to excite the flesh.  Her ass was glowing warm and I slapped her ass and rubbed away the sting.  Over and Over and Over I slapped and rubbed, eliciting gasps and moans equally.  I was as mesmerized by the gasps as her moans.  My cock was hard and dripping pre-come.    I used my fingertips to circle and trace the curves of her ass and dug my fingers into her back.

I spanked her – needing her gasps and squeals as she hugged the pillows.  I was not gentle but was not completely unkind in my ministrations.  Her ass stung and she squirmed.  I wanted her.  I always want her but I needed her.  I pulled my palm paddle and told her to count.  One Daddy, the sting was intense.  Two Daddy, face in the pillow.  Three Daddy, I could her hear tears.  Four Daddy, Eight Daddy, and Ten Daddy and I heard her relief just before I gave the Eleventh…   On it went.  She held it together but barely and when I gave her number twenty she was putty.   I shook off the paddle and caressed her with my fingertips.  Then rubbed her ass vigorously.

I shifted and demanded she open her legs.  Lift your ass I commanded and she did.  I spit on her puckered chocolate star and buried my face and tongue in her ass.  She was bucking.  I slid a finger in her sex and my tongue in her ass.  She begged for me to fuck her.

Roll over I said and I tongued her clit.  Licking it hard and in long strokes followed by tender touches and the tip of my tongue.  I could not wait another second and I slammed my cock into her!   She cooed.  Her eyes were in the back of her head and I was slowly pulling from the depths of her sex as her hands pulled at me to pound her again.  I slowly took what was rightfully mine and dared her to challenge me.  Our eyes met and we were one.  Not in some corny BS way – we were in the moment and all I ever wanted was in her eyes.

We rutted again and it was hard and animalistic and I quickly filled her with my come.  I was sated; wrapped in her embrace and basking – I was finally home.  Truly home with my Baby Girl, My Slut, and My Muse.  Merry Christmas to me.

Time Begins Again

It’s like I’ve been in a coma. I’ve been submerged in Vanilla life. Moving, parenting, more moving, unpacking, cleaning, feeding people, walking dogs, all that BS.

Mr. D has been home two nights since moving back from Texas. Both nights I’ve been sore and exhausted. My body is beat up from moving and boxes. But I still wanted him. The first one we fucked. Short and sweet but a reconnection. Then he was gone the weekend.

Last night again, tired and sore but needy. I was need for him.

“What do you want slut?” He asked.

“I want Daddy to fuck me.” I replied.

“How do you ask?” He asked.

“Please fuck me Daddy.” Simple and direct.

“Hands flat on the bed.” I complied. God, how my heart sang with that command.

Except. I had to oust the dog from the bed. Then I couldn’t move without pain so used my hands as leverage and grabbed one of his in error.

“What did I say?” Crap, I had disobeyed.

“To keep my hands on the bed.” No use justifying my actions. I disobeyed.

“Use those hands to present your breasts.” I held them together for him high and tight.

“Count.” Damn, he really means it and he knows the counting adds another element.

Ten strikes altogether. Five on each breast. The pain, the fucking, in tandem. God, I was in heaven.

Pain that wasn’t my rebellious body. Pain for us, pain for Him. Fuck, I was finally home. Time begins again.

Home Again

I have wonderful news to share. Mr. D interviewed for a job here and got it. He will be coming home to me! After a year of flying back and forth to see each other we will be in the same home sharing the same bed every night. Yay yay yay!

I loved many parts of this year but I’m so glad it is coming to an end. I loved going to visit Daddy. I loved the dedicated alone time we had when I flew there. It was like our own BDSM hideaway. I will miss that. I will miss our new state and the people there. It was a beautiful state with friendly people. I loved that we toured around like tourists together.

I think it is the pain slut in me when I say I’ll miss missing him. I hated leaving at the end of every trip but I liked feeling those feelings. Odd to say that I liked my tears but they did show me how deeply I love him and how anchored my submission to him is in my heart.

So, it will take some time and planning but he is coming home!

Daddy’s Home

I’m at the airport waiting for his plane.  I’m so excited to have Daddy home!  I get him for a full week and then some.  Pure heaven.  

I’m aching to touch him. I’m aching for lots of things but mainly I desperately want to feel him and be near him. 

😊😊😊😊😊

Reconnect

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.