In Part II, I described my second meeting with babygirl during which we had our first real session (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3ujzko/daddy43m_finally_catches_babygirl23f_part_ii/). Something happened after the second meeting with Sara. She fell into a rhythm, mentally surrendering herself. Where before there had been an element of mental conflict, a hesitance, all that appeared to have evaporated after the second meeting. This was a bit surprising to me considering the mishap we had; however, she had apologized several time afraid she had displeased me. Quite the contrary. I have trained my share of subs and they all go through phases. The first is bringing them from the realm of fantasy to reality. So many women will text, email, or swap pics all day long while discussing intimate sexual desires. But when it comes to meeting and confronting their innermost fantasies, many balk. Once they get past the initial fear of meeting face to face, and realize that a Dom isn't something threatening or scary, they tend to open up. However, there is still a time usually between the first and second meeting where the sub is wrestling with her inner fears. Of course most of this applies to a new sub without experience. But those are the most exquisite of all, teaching a young woman the art of sexual submission.
And so it was with Sara as she moved into the next phase. Within days after our last meeting, we were planning our next. I like to pace meetings with a new student. So I set a date for about a week after our first meeting. Of course Sara wanted to know what the agenda would be…to go over our contract and to consummate our relationship was my only reply.
Over the next several days, Sara was a dutiful little girl. Checking in early every day, and completing all little assignments as instructed. I started her on her Kegels and she delightfully described performing them in class, thinking of me as she did. She is so playful at times. Doing her submissive exercises in math class, in the midst of all the other college students. Texting me when she is done.
The day of our next meeting I pulled up to our hotel, and damned if she wasn't there early. What an eager young woman, I thought to myself. As I paid for the room, with cash as always, the 30ish hotel clerk smiled at me. She sees me from time to time and obviously I have piqued her interest with my semi-regular visits. Undoubtably she has noticed I always pay with cash, am dressed well when I arrive, and the address on my license is from the next town over. Add this to the fact that I often escort an attractive young lady with me to the room, and it doesn't take much imagination to understand something interesting is going on behind my closed hotel room door. But when she asks probing questions, I always demur and take my key. Perhaps I will draw her into my play one day. But not this day.
Sara is watching as I walk back to the car, and meets me in the parking lot. She doesn't comment on the black case I am carrying which is filled with a few goodies. I lead her into the room, and have her sit, as I arrange things to my liking. I enjoy leaving the black case in her peripheral vision without talking about what is inside. Most of the items are fairly mundane — some rope, zipties, a knife, papers, pens, a small vibrator, and paddle. But I know its presence will make her wonder.
After a few pleasantries, I inspect Sara. She has dressed to my liking again, in a knee length skirt with fashionable top. I give her a playful smack on the ass and tell her to sit again. She is more relaxed this time, and sits on the edge of the bed, apparently eager to see what I have in store. I pull out our written contract. Its her first time to Dom-sub and I do this as much so she will understand the expectations, as to formalize our relationship. I begin reading over the words, and pause making sure she understands and consents. I always customize contracts based on information gathered from the interview. She has not indicated any hard limits, I put a few in for reassurance – no scat, blood, or permanent marks. We go over expectations including the basic ground rules and a few others…as we continue with her rules, I have Sara kneel before me, and look up to me as I get verbal assent to the stipulations. She is intrigued by the ritual of becoming my sub, I think the whole process is exciting and mysterious to her. As we near the end, I have added several rules on proper babygirl behavior. She is never to cuss, refer to me as Daddy at all times, and always allow me to open doors and otherwise be my princess in public. She likes this romantic twist to our relationship and agrees.
After we are done with signing the contract, I put it away. It is time to discuss a few things. During the week, Sara has had a some minor infractions including a few smart aleck remarks in her responses to me. I don't think its intentional, she just has some bad habits in her presentation. It is time to punish young Sara. What do you think a proper punishment is for a young lady who sasses her daddy, I ask? At the same time, I stand by my black bag for effect. For the first time I detect fear and it enters the room palpably. Instantly my cock hardens.
I approach babygirl, and twist her on the bed, yanking her skirt up. Its time you learn your lesson. I smack her panty covered ass a few times, letting it sting. She yelps, which is surprising considering her pain tolerance. I retrieve the paddle, and then continue. How many licks does a sassy babygirl deserve, I tease? 10-20-50?
I continue spanking her, the flesh turning red. I yank her panties down and get them around her ankles, so she is exposed to me. What a lovely full ass. Smack – I begin the punishment again, on her lower butt and upper thighs. A few more strokes, and I drop the paddle. I can see her pussy lips, glistening from moisture. Babygirl obviously likes her punishment a bit too much.
So I begin smacking the tender regions around her pussy with my open hand. I dont let up, and she is feeling it now. Sara doesnt cry, but whimpers just a little, and I know she isnt as strong as she portrayed during our first punishment session. Smack – I begin spanking her exposed pussy from behind. I know this is agonizing to her, both increasing the sexual tension while being painful.
"Will you be a good girl, and obey your Daddy now", I ask? Yes, she breathes heavily.
I can stand it no longer, and release my cock. It is very hard, and I have waited weeks for this moment. I position myself against her from behind, and she makes no move to get away this time. With one quick stoke, I slide all the way into her. She is so wet, there is practically no resistance. But sliding into Sara for the first time is extremely erotic, knowing that she is finally surrendering her body to me. I pull her hair back and begin fucking her deep and hard. Babygirl grunts and becomes more vocal. She obviously enjoys being deep dicked by Daddy. I ask her is she is now my naughty girl, and she gets into the dirty talk. It is fantastic.
I want to crush this little girl, make her mine. She has evoked a lust deep within, as I flip her over, and push her knees back towards her ears. Fucking my little girl hard, so there is an audible smacking in the room. She starts a low wail from my assault and I feel her pussy clenching me, rhythmically. I ask if she wants to cumm – "yes daddy, please…" she groans. "Then cumm for Daddy" I offer, as I continue my assault, picking up the pace. This sends her off a cliff, and she is so loud, I know the hotel clerk can hear. I don't care at this point and continue fucking her, reveling in my new conquest. After she cools down a bit, I am not quitefinished and can feel the tightening in my balls approaching. I force her head up, tilted and demand she look at Daddys cock invading her little pussy. My shaft is engorged, slick and shiny as it disappears and reappears again and again inside her body. The sight is so erotic, it brings on my own orgasm. I pull my cock out and begin to shoot all over babygirls abdomen and stomach. I havent cumm this hard in months as jet after jet coats her skin, and we both breathe hard before lying back on the bed.
I pull babygirl to me, and sense her heart racing. Stroking her hair, I tell Sara she has pleased me, and now I own her mind, body, and soul. Rarely has my attraction to a new sub been so strong, and I am careful not to reveal too much. I know my patience, and investment in this babygirl is beginning to pay-off.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3vmlio/daddy43m_finally_catches_babygirl23f_part_iii
Kudos, VERY well written.