The air is damp and smells wonderful, the scent of the street that just been washed by the rain, these kinds of nights are my favorite to take in the city when its at its most quiet. I’m walking by myself with a small black duffle bag in hand. It’s small compared to the one you probably have in your mind. Inside are a few things I only use with one person. We meet like this about once a week or week and a half, I can’t stand to be away from you longer than that.
It’s always the same hotel and same room number, 501. It’s 11:25 in the middle of the night, I expect you to knock on that door promptly at 11:50 and you never disappoint. This is the time I get the room ready, I lay out all the stuff you use on me and get myself ready as well. I have a small collection that wouldn’t make anyone jealous, but it’s mine and I am looking forward to adding to it. I have a simple leather riding crop. It’s completely black with a loop to put around your wrist just in case you get over zealous, it won’t fly out of your hand. It makes a very loud and lovely snap sound when it makes contact with my skin and the marks left after are wonderful as well. I also have a flogger that is one of the most recent things I have added to my collection. The leather is really supple and it has a glass handle. Well, to the untrained eye it looks like a glass handle but if you know what you’re looking at, you will notice right away that it is a hand blown glass dildo, it’s pretty to look at but that’s not why I bought it. There is a gold metal plate that reads “Master” at the end of the handle where the leather begins. As soon as I saw it, I knew I had to have it. I also have some simple cord that is used to tie me up. Thinking about having my arms bound behind me while I’m on my knees in front of you or having my wrists tied to the top of the bed, you name it and I love it and just thinking about it makes me feel a little flushed. I set that aside on top of the dresser where I’m laying everything else and I pull out the nipple clamps that I bought. I actually bought two pairs, this pair are like butterfly earrings for my nipples and I have already decided that these ones are going to be the ones I am wearing for when you walk through the door. My other set is a set of black bows that are connected with a chain and the best part is that there is a spot for them to connect to a collar I just bought. Normally, I wouldn’t think of buying my own collar, that sounds like something my Daddy would buy for me, but, our circumstances are different. This collar is black with purple lace around it with a single D ring to connect to the nipple clamps, or you could always pull on the chain. I feel like I’m still new to this whole thing but I’m getting more comfortable learning about myself with you.
It’s 11:35, 15 minutes until I expect you but I hear a knock at the door. I place the duffle bag over everything and make my way to answer the door. There is a man standing there with a bottle stretched out to me, “compliments”, he says with a smile. I return his smile with one of my own and say, “Thank you, as always.” and leave him with a wink and shut the door. I think he has a crush on me, it’s always him that comes to deliver the complimentary wine. I smile at the thought and walk to put it down next to all the other things on the dresser. I know for me, I will probably squeeze in a glass before you get here, but as for the rest, its wasted. You won’t touch it. I pour myself a glass and take a sip, it’s delicious, as always. 11:40, you’re almost here and on a sub-conscious level, it’s like I can feel your presence. I walk to the bathroom so I can braid my hair, it makes it easy for you to grab and pull, plus, it’s something that you have requested I have done before you get here, so as with everything else, I try my best to oblige you. I also take my shirt off to take my breasts out of my bra’s silky cups so I can place the butterfly clamps on, I like the pressure. I look at them in the mirror, smile and put my breasts back in my bra.
I slip my shirt back over my head and walk back to the glass waiting for me when I hear another knock and I know it’s your knock. I get excited and rush to open the door to see you standing there, all 6’5″ of you and before my eyes meet yours, you reach behind me and grab my braid and pull on it to make me look up at you. I try to keep my face calm and smile sweetly at you, “Hello, Master, I’ve missed you.” You don’t say anything, drop the bag you’re holding so you can cup your hand under my chin and kiss me hard. I can feel the lust you have for me as you press your body into mine. We are still in the doorway, you pull away from me to smirk at me and say, “Hello, babygirl, I’ve missed you too.” I move so I can let you into the room, you close the door behind you and as soon as I hear it close, I hear it lock. “You think I’m going to try to run?”, I say playfully. “I wouldn’t want to take any chances. Even if you did run, I’d catch you and fuck you there in the hallway.” This is said in a very simple and authoritative way. I know you aren’t joking, you wouldn’t hesitate to punish me where ever you happened to catch me. I would never dare test you on that. I go back to the glass to take another sip of wine when I hear you behind me, “I felt something on your chest that felt harder than your nipples, what do you have on under there?” I smile coyly and ask, “What ever do you mean?” You take three steps toward me and you’re in front of me, you reach down and immediately grab my breasts in both your hands, “These hard things. Let me see.” is all that is said and I obey right away. I lift my shirt and I’m there in my black lacy bra that I love so much. You can see the outline of the butterflies. You make eye contact with me as you reach behind me and unclasp my bra. You pull it off of me and it softly hits the floor. Your eyes see the butterfly clamps and you smile at me as you tug on it a little. “How long have you been wearing these?” “Maybe five minutes. I got here a little late and room service dropped off the usual bottle.” as I pick up the bottle to show you. “These are very cute, but do you have a chain so I can pull on them?” “I do.” I walk over to the dresser and lift the nipple clamps with the chain. “And…” I let the rest of the sentence trail off as I put the collar on and point to the middle of my throat. “You can connect it here if you wish.” “Well, what are you waiting for? Put those ones on so we can see them together.”
You walk over and slowly pull the clamp off, not lifting it, just pulling it, it hurts a little and an audible moan leaves my lips. You smile and ask, “You like that?” as you reach over and pull the other off and I moan again. I put the bow clamps on that are connected with the chain and reach up to connect it to the collar I have on. You put your hand in front of the ring to stop me and say, “I think the collar is off, I might have something to help with that, hold on.” I watch as you go back to to the bag you dropped on the floor when you came in. It’s a pink bag, kind of like one you would imagine came from a place like Victoria’s Secret. There is some soft pink toned tissue paper sticking out from the top. You place the bag in front of me, “Open it.” is all you say. I smile up at you, quickly remove the paper and reach down to the bottom. I pull out a gorgeous black leather collar. It is thin and there is a single silver bell in the center. I hear it jingle and that makes me smile as well. It has some darker green stitching on the side that says ‘his Princess’. I turn to look up at you with one of the hugest smiles that I can hardly contain. “Really?” is all I can manage to say as I grip it in my hands. You place your hand under my chin and tilt my head up and say, “Yes, it’s all yours.” You take it from me and remove the collar I bought, you stand behind me, give me a little bump on my ass with your hips and put it on me.
You finish fastening it, your arms are under my breasts. You rest your face on the right side of my neck and start licking the exposed skin. I tilt my head to the left to give you room to continue. I let out another moan, it’s been too long since the last time you had your mouth on me. You come back to my ear and whisper, “I want you, Princess.” I smile and turn around right away to look up at you, “Well, what’s stopping you, Daddy?” I say in almost a challenging tone of voice. You hear this particular inflection, smack my ass and immediately point to the bed, “Now.” is all you say in a demanding tone. I look up at you as I sway my hips from side to side as I take my time getting to the bed.
I stand at the foot and turn around to look at you, “Now, what?” with all the need I could possibly want to see in your eyes, you walk up to me and make eye contact with me as I feel your hands on the waist band of my jeans, and seconds later, I hear the sound of fabric hit the floor, I step out of my pants and move them to the side. You run your hands up the outside of my thighs and up the sides until you get to my hips. Your thumbs find the fabric of the underwear I’m wearing and your hands glide back down my thighs, pulling them down, kneeling in front of me, past my knees until they, too, hit the floor. I use my feet to move those to the side as well. I stand in front of you in only my collar. I look up at you and say, “This hardly seems fair.” and my fingers pull on your jeans’ belt loops. I move to the button, staring at you and undo it and the zipper as you are very still, it’s like unwrapping a birthday present for me. Your jeans hit the floor and my hands go to the collar of your work shirt and pull on your dark purple tie, it matches my hair and this little thought I have makes me smile.
I tug on the tie, making you come down to my level and kiss you while I loosen it from around your neck. I move to the top button of your shirt, “You don’t need this either.” I continue undoing the buttons one at a time until I get to the last one. I open the shirt and nestle my face in your chest and start trailing kisses down to my favorite part of you. I stop before the real fun begins, teasing you a little bit, but, if I have to be completely honest, I want his as much as you do and I place my hands on your arms to move you to switch places with me so you can sit on the bed. I smile at you and point to your boxers, “Remove those, I’m about to show you how much I have missed you.” “Am I taking orders from you now, Princess? I didn’t hear a please in there.” you say as you slide them down just enough to tease me. “Just this one and only order, Daddy.” I pause for a bit and look at you while you are still holding them in place. I place my hands on my hips. “Please?” You smile and say, “Thank you for being polite.” You slide your boxers down and they hit the floor. I slightly push on your chest and you sit on the bed. I continue kissing your chest and now I’m down to your cock that is already hard. I could tell you were hard as soon as you bumped me from behind when you put the collar on me. I continue on my journey until I get to your throbbing cock that wants to be touched, caressed, and I am all too happy to give it all the attention it needs in any form you’d like.
Being on my knees in front of you is one of my favorite places to be. I look at you one more time before I start swirling my tongue around the tip. I start taking you into my mouth, my lips gliding over you. I take you in until I feel you in the back of my throat. I come back up, pressing my lips hard all around you until I get to the tip again. I go down again and take more of you into my throat every time, I start coming up again but you put your hand on my head and hold me in place, you let out a low growl and say, “Stay down, slut.” I do as I’m told and go down again, having my tongue switch sides around your shaft, I feel your grip let up and I come up to the tip again and give it a soft kiss. I see one of your veins that run up and down the length of you and trace my tongue over it. I lick you up and down before kissing my way up your shaft until I get to the tip again. I worship your cock, nothing gives me more satisfaction than tasting you all over. I hear you groan and take you into my mouth again. Your fingers are tangled in my hair and you grip tight as you say, “You’re going to make me cum, baby.” I come up and say, “Good.” You grip my hair and hold me just above your tip, I can see some precum coming out and all I want to do is lick it up. “No, I don’t want to yet, I want to fuck you and fill you with my cum over and over again tonight.” I smile at you as I look at you, “I could tell how close you were, by the look on your face, Daddy.” You let go of my hair and I wrap my lips around you one more time, pressing around you firmly and you moan again, you grab my hair and say in a low growl. “You keep doing that and I won’t be able to help myself.” I giggle and say, “Fair enough.”
You stand up and throw open the work shirt you’re still wearing on the floor, you tower over me and I have to look up at you. I’m still wearing nothing but my new collar and the nipple clamps that are connected with the chain. You tangle your fingers in the chain and tug to bring me closer to you, I let out an audible gasp as I step closer to you. “That’s better Princess, now, turn around.” I do as I’m told as you let go of the chain. You run your hands from the sides of my hips to my ass and back up again. I can feel your hard cock pressed up against my ass. You lean down and whisper in my ear, “Bend over Princess, my cock is aching for you.” I put my hands on the bed and arch my back, I’m filled with anticipation of where you’re going to start. You smack my bent over ass hard. “You want me to fuck you like this, don’t you?” “Yes please, Daddy” You laugh and pull my hair, “Well, that would just be too easy, I saw the rope there, we might as well use it.” You walk over to the dresser and I watch you, I’m in the middle of standing up, “Did I say you could move?” “No, sir.” With an annoyed tone in your voice you say, “No, what?” I correct myself, “No, Daddy.” “Good girl, stay there.” I turn around and bend back over. I feel you behind me again and you tease me with your cock, rubbing it up and down my slit. “You make it too easy to tease you, I love doing it. Lay in the middle of the bed and put this on.” You have a blindfold in your outstretched hand. I crawl to the middle, face you and put the blindfold on, your sly smile is the last thing I see before everything goes dark. I lie down on my back and I can hear you to my right. “Lift your arms toward the headboard now.” I do as I’m told. I can feel the rope against my wrists, the knots against my skin, my breathing becomes ragged as I get more excited. I don’t hear anything else going on.
I find myself wondering where in the room you are when all of a sudden I feel your thumb nail going down the bottom of my foot. The sudden touch sends a jolt through me and I jump. I imagine this makes you smile because I hear you say, “So responsive to the slightest touch.” I pick my head up as to look at you, but there is darkness, I’m straining to try to hear your next move. I feel you lightly kiss my ankle and you keep going up, trailing kisses up until you get to my knee. My breathing is erratic and you haven’t even touched me fully yet. I feel the weight on the bed shift as you climb onto it so you can go higher. “Bend your knees, Princess.” I do as I’m told, still trying to control my breathing. I feel your warm breath on the inside of my thighs and I know where you’re headed, I try to wiggle free, flattening my legs and trying to cross them to block your path. “No, please, you know how I feel about that.” I let the rest of the sentence trail off. You put your hands around my ankles and bend my knees again, “What’s good for the goose is good for the gander, baby girl, you can put your mouth on me but I can’t put my mouth on you? That doesn’t seem fair.” I whimper because I know you’re right, “But…” “No buts, keep those legs bent or I will punish you.” “At this point that is something I might consider.” “I promise you Princess, you won’t like it. I’ll tie you up if I have to.” I lay still, trying to relax. I feel you kiss me softly on either side of my thighs, and getting higher. I’m trying my best to sit still and I feel you let go of my ankles to finally put your lips on the one place I didn’t want you to.
The touch of your lips is soft against my wanting clit. I feel you circling it with the tip of your tongue. I gasp as it feels so good but I’m still trying to fight it. I try to whimper to make you think i don’t want this, but what is coming out of my mouth are wanting moans telling you I want more. You let up and kiss the inside of my thighs again, “You’re so good, baby girl.” You continue circling the tiny gem of pleasure until I start shuddering around you, at this point I can’t control my breathing if I wanted to, you see what you’re dong to me and your only response is to place both your hands on either side of the inside of my thighs to make sure I stay in position and don’t move.
You stop long enough to ask me, “Do you want to cum, Princess?” “Yes…” is all I can manage breathlessly, “Should I continue?” I can almost see the huge smirk on your face despite being blindfolded. “Use your tongue, your hand or your cock, one way or another, I am cumming.” You stop and I can tell you’re looking at me, processing what I just said. I can almost instantly feel the more dominant side of you come out before you even say anything. “Well, maybe you should sit here and think about it while I go else where.” I knew I was going to regret those words as soon as they left my mouth. I lift my head to look in the direction I think you’re in, trying to make eye contact with you through the blindfold. I don’t hear any sounds coming from the room, but I didn’t hear the door either, so I know you didn’t leave.
I lay there helplessly tied up and waiting to hear anything from you. All of a sudden, I feel your hands on my hips but only long enough to flip me over on my stomach. I lift my face from the pillows high enough to say softly, “I thought you were going to leave me here.” Without saying a word, you bring your hand down on my ass and the sound makes the whole room echo. I gasp, more out of surprise than pain. “Not a word! I only get to see you once in a while and I will not let you sass me young lady, do you understand?” I open my mouth to speak, but, I feel your hand come down on my ass again. I clench my teeth so I can stop myself from making a sound. “Not even a whimper? Maybe that wasn’t hard enough.” and I feel your hand come down for the third time. I don’t want to give you the satisfaction of making me make a sound against your orders, so I bite my tongue. “Still? You’re not going to win, baby girl, give Daddy an apology and all this will stop.” I get about three seconds of thinking time and I still refuse to make any sound of discomfort and your hand comes down for the fourth time. I bury my face in the pillows to hide my face. I can taste blood coming from my tongue from biting down so hard but I still manage to remain silent. “Baby girl…” I can hear in your voice you want to stop but you won’t until I apologize. I feel your hand caressing where you’ve been striking me. I feel your hand stop and lift to come down for the fifth time. As soon as I can feel your hand is going to make its contact with my ass, I can’t hold my tongue anymore, I lift my head from the pillows and shout, “Stop, please. Daddy, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be disrespectful.” I plop my head back down on the pillow after I finish the apology you wanted. “Oh, Princess…” I can hear relief in your voice that you get to stop. You flip me back over to my back and climb onto the bed next to me. I feel you lift the blindfold and look at me. “I’m sorry, Daddy…” I let the rest of the sentence trail off before you shush me with a soft kiss. You run your fingers in my hair and look at me to say, “You lasted longer than I thought you would.” I look at you and say, “I knew there was a softie in there somewhere, Daddy.” You smile at me as you shake your head. “I know you need punishment sometimes, but I want to have fun with you, not punish you.” You continue to run your fingers through my hair and say softly, “Are you ready to continue now?” “Yes, Daddy, I’d like that.”
You slip the blindfold over me again and I feel your breath trailing down followed by soft kisses. You softly grip my ankles to part and push my knees apart so you can continue where you were. I feel you immediately start circling my clit with your tongue. You must feel sorry about the spanking, usually there would be a lot more teasing but it seems like you just want to see me moan in happiness. You use your tongue and flatten it and lick all the way up, covering as much of my pussy with your tongue as you can in one lick. I pull on the rope that is holding me to the headboard as you continue, concentrating on my clit now, making slow circles. I wish I could grip your curly hair and get it tangled in my fingers, but I like it this way too, it leaves me no choice but to enjoy what is being done, not letting me focus on anything else. I feel my legs start to tremble, my breath hitches and I moan loudly, I can’t control myself, you continue as if you aren’t affecting me this way. You stop long enough to say, “Now, Princess, we’re going to try this again. Do you want to cum?” “Yes…please…” “Yes, please, what?” Your finger on my clit, keeping me stimulated and on the edge, just waiting for me to answer your correctly. “Yes, please, Master.” “That’s my good baby girl.” you remove your finger and I feel your tongue on me again, circling rapidly. I pull on my restraints above my head as I reach the point of no return and scream in pleasure, not holding anything back, I cum hard while you are still circling, holding me in place. “Oh, fuck!” are the only audible words that you can make out as I buck my hips up and down and wriggle from side to side. You have me gripped by my thighs so you can ensure I don’t go far and you can keep your mouth on me and kiss me softly as I finally come down, breathing heavily, my chest heaving up and down. You climb on top of me and untie the knots holding my hands up and take the blindfold off so I can look at you again. You lay beside me, your rock hard cock pressed against my thigh with your head propped up on your hand. “How was that?” you say with a big smile on your face as if you already know the answer. “I think you know how that was for me, you look pretty pleased with yourself.” I say with a raised eye brow. “Well, it did look like you were having a good time trying to fight against me.”
I go in to kiss you and pull you on top of me, your cock lined up to enter me. I leave your lips long enough to say, “I need you, please.” “I thought you’d never ask.” and you find your way, sliding into me with ease, “Mmmmm…tight as always, baby girl.” you say as you entered slowly.” You lean down and kiss me as you tenderly stroke in and out, letting me feel every inch of you slide in. I run my fingers through your hair as I return your kisses, moan sounds are made only when our lips part for air. I can’t get enough of you. You continue this way until you feel me trembling around you, this makes you slow down and you look at me as you stroke my hair, “You ready for another, Princess?” “I thought you’d never ask.” I say breathlessly, “Do your worst.” You smile down at me, “Be careful what you ask for, baby girl.” You use your knees to spread my legs apart wider and start stroking in and out of me again, slowly at first and gradually picking up speed. The sensations I am feeling right now make me wiggle and writhe under you, my fingertips digging into the flesh of your back. I’m getting close and you know it. You stop suddenly and look down at me again and I stare back at you, panting. You pull out of me, sit up and while you are stroking your cock up and down your length you say, “Flip over and put your face into the mattress.” I do as I’m told, sticking my ass up in the air in your direction. You smile and sigh, I am anxiously awaiting you to continue and you get back up over me, smack my ass and start pounding me into the mattress, the blankets are the only thing muffling my screams I can’t hold back. “Don’t muffle it, I want to hear what I’m doing to you.” and you pound me harder. I raise my mouth above the blankets and stop biting down on the pillows and cry out every time your entire length is inside me. “I want you to cum, slut. Cum hard, I want you to cum all over my cock so I can cum inside you.” Your words are my undoing and like the obedient girl I try to be for you, I grip the blankets underneath me while I shout in ecstacy and tense up everywhere as I cum all over you, all for you, just as you said. I start quivering as I am in the middle of another intense orgasm, I feel your hand come down on my ass and move your hands to my hips, tightly holding me still and in place, shouting, “Oh, fuck!” as you empty inside me. I can feel your hot cum shooting deep inside me and I collapse. Shortly after, you collapse on top of me as well, still inside me.
You roll over on the right side of me, still breathing heavily, you look at me. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I curl up next to you in your open arms and look up at you, “Not past anything I couldn’t handle, Daddy.” I put my head on your chest and I can hear your heart beating rapidly, its one of my favorite sounds in the world. We sit like this for about five minutes before I can feel your hands wandering over my body again, I open my eyes and look at you, “What are you doing there, Daddy?” You smile down at me and say, “I’m looking for your princess parts…I think I’m lost, can you help me?” “Absolutely.” I take your hands in mine and guide you to my breasts and you squeeze them, “These are nice but I’m looking for another feature of your body.” I guide your hands to the outside of my thighs. “This is as far as I can go, I’m not allowed to touch my princess parts while Daddy is here.” and I lean in to kiss you. You slide your hand to the inside and dip a finger inside me and I gasp. “You’re so good, you remembered.” and you growl in my ear, I love it when you growl, it makes me melt every time.
You take your finger out of me and put it to my lips, “Open.” is all you say and I do as I’m told, I can taste both you and me on your finger’s tip. I wrap my lips around your finger and you slide it in and out slowly. “Are you ready again, Princess?” “You don’t have to ask, I’m yours to use as you wish.” You reach up and pull my hair hard to force my head up and in turn expose my neck and trace it up and down with your tongue around the collar and begin biting me, I feel your teeth sink into my flesh without breaking the skin. This makes me moan out and you bite down a little harder before letting up. You move your mouth and lightly run your fingers over it, “That one is going to be pretty, I can already tell.”
You get up from the bed and walk over to the dresser and look down at all you have to select from. I’m still on the bed looking at you from behind when you turn around holding the riding crop. I can feel a smile spreading on my face that I can’t stop and you start walking toward me with it in hand. I can see a smile on your face too. “Turn around again, baby girl, I want to mark up that pretty little ass of yours.” I get up from under the covers and walk to the foot of the bed and bend over with my hands flat on the blankets. I feel your hand lightly rub against my ass as if your surveying your canvas and thinking about the perfect way to start your masterpiece. Without a word I feel your hand leave and the riding crop make that intoxicating sharp sound I love so much as it makes contact with my skin. “Mmmm…” is the only sound I make as I throw my head back and you continue. Two and now three snaps pass by and all I am thinking about are the lovely marks that are going to be left behind. I can hear you softly moaning behind me as you swing to make contact with me, increasing the intensity slightly to find how hard you can go before you make me make a sound again. “Keep going, Daddy, you’re not even close, I think you’re trying to be too nice.” You reach higher above your head and bring the riding crop down and I gasp. “How was that?” You don’t give me a chance to say anything before you do it again. “There you go, go again.”, I say as I realize I can’t keep my hands flat against the bed anymore. I have a handful of the sheets in both of my hands, gripping tightly. You are not leaving more than three seconds in between the strikes. I can tell that I am getting close to making a sound of discomfort as you are now on the sixth and seventh strike. I let out an audible moan of discomfort and you stop before coming down again, “Did I hear you say something down there?” “No, not a word, continue.” “Ok, if you say so.”, you come down for the eighth time and I suck some air through my teeth but I am still able to keep most of the noise to myself and I stuff my face into the bed spread. I don’t feel you bring the riding crop down on me for about five seconds when I feel the weight on the bed shift and I feel you grip my hair from behind to pull and raise my mouth above the covers, “No cheating, if it hurts, tell me.” I feel you stroke where you have been striking me. “I think I can do a few more.” You smile, “There’s my girl.” You go back behind me and bring the riding crop down again on my already sore behind. I grip the blankets harder and moan out. “Well?”, you ask me. “One more, I want to take it, I want it to sting when I sit so I think of you even when you aren’t around.” “You’re such a good girl.” You come down for the tenth time, harder than before and I whimper. I release my grip on the blankets and breathe out, slumping over the side of the bed, my ass glowing a beautiful red cherry color.
I climb onto the bed and throw myself in the middle of it. I can feel my breathing coming down when I feel your hands on my hips as you lift my ass into the air, as you do this, I prop myself up on my arms, I feel the weight on the bed shift again. You are on your knees behind me, waiting to enter me. I can feel your length touching where you were striking me. “You know, Princess…”, you say as you stroke yourself up and down. “Yes, Daddy?” “I know your ass is probably tender, but as you can probably tell, I’m hard again and I did promise I was going to fill you with my cum tonight. I’d really like to give you another.” “Well, what are you waiting for?” and I turn around. I know you smile at the thought, grip my hips and push inside me slowly and I hear you groan as you pull out of me only to push back in. I feel your hands move from my hips to my back and you drag your nails down my skin. I love when you do that and I moan pleasurably. “Oh, that’s so good, Daddy. Don’t stop.” You reach the bottom of my back and bring your hands up again to drag your nails against my skin again only harder. I moan louder and instinctively grip the sheets under me. You lean over me, your mouth hovering over my right shoulder you start lightly licking and then sink your teeth into my flesh, I suck air through my teeth and end it with a moan when you let up, you speed up after that and move your hands back down to my hips to keep me in place, “Oh God, Daddy, go faster, I’m almost there!” You oblige me and quicken your pace and I start shouting, “Yes! Yes, right there! Oh God!” I let go and start quivering over you as I cum and grip the blankets as I shout again. Seeing what you do to me is your undoing and you shout as well as your second load empties inside me, you continue slowly pumping inside me to make sure I get all of you inside me and as soon as you are done, I collapse again.
I crawl to the top of the bed and fall face down in the pillows, unable to move to flip over on my back. You get to the top as well and throw your leg over me as you bring the covers up to cover me. Our breathing starts coming down and I muster enough strength to turn to face you and you are smiling at me with your head propped up again, looking at me. “You look so cute this exhausted, Kitten.” I smile back at you, “I love feeling this exhausted, you’re the only one that does this to me.” You reach behind me and soothingly stroke my behind. “Are you going to be alright?” “If you keep doing that, I know I will be.” I move my head to your chest and close my eyes as you continue stroking me. “Sleep baby girl.” You lean in and leave a longing kiss on my forehead and move to leave one on the tip of my nose. “You’re staying?”, I say sleepily without opening my eyes. “Yes, I am going to be here in the morning as well.” You move your hand from my behind and wrap more of yourself around me. “So, sleep, I’ll wake up and have a bit of breakfast and then we will get up after you stop quivering and we will go have breakfast downstairs.” I smile and kiss your chest, “You’re so cute, Daddy. I will miss you while you’re sleeping.” “I’ll miss my Princess too. Goodnight.” I smile and drift to sleep, warm in your arms.
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