1st Date with Daddy [FM]

We “met” online just as many single people do. Except neither of us were single, nor did we want to change that. We chatted over the course of a week or so, delving deep into what we were both looking for. I knew I wanted to be owned, and he had the capacity, patience and knowledge to own me.

We met and my instincts were put at ease. We clicked immediately. I wanted to fuck him- and I wanted it immediately. We were in the hotel room he had secured for us; an average room, it was neither over the top, nor seedy, nothing about it was remarkable. He had been working at the desk in the room, his laptop still open to reveal the code he was writing. I noticed that immediately. He was smart, and i appreciate that in a man. He was dressed well, he had good hygiene and he kept his temporary workspace clean. All very important things to note when interviewing a Dom; If they can’t take care of themselves, they can’t tend to your needs. After a brief chat, he ordered me to stand up. He wanted to see me, all of me.
“Turn slowly”
I did. My heart rate began to quicken.
“Take off your clothes, slowly”.
I obeyed. Once naked, I froze; nipples hardened I was on full display, helpless in front of a stranger in a hotel room.
“Turn around, bend over and spread your ass apart. I need to inspect you”. Taking in a deep breath, I silently obeyed.

He rose to his feet, coming over to me. His hands began to touch my body. I tensed under his fingertips, my nervousness increasing. He moved around me gracefully, trailing my body with his fingers before speaking again.

“You will acknowledge me as Daddy or Sir. When I punish you, you will say Thank you, do you understand?” I replied simply, “yes sir”. He smiled as he returned to his chair by the laptop. “Come over here and kneel in front of me” I silently obeyed, never breaking eye contact. “ remove my shoes”- to which i quickly obeyed. “Good girl, now my pants”

I undid the fly on his pants, hooking both them and his underwear with my fingertips and pulling both down simultaneously to expose his semi-hard erection. I was kneeling in front of him, eye level with his penis, as it began to harden further. He returned to the chair and told me to suck his dick. I immediately took him into my mouth, he smelled amazing. Like a fresh shower- for that I was grateful. I could spend all day sucking a clean cock. He was generously sized, more than enough but not too much; a perfect plaything. As I was sucking his dick he grabbed my hair, gently. Pulling it up and off my neck. I was taking him deeper and deeper down my throat. Without warning, his grasp on my hair tightened and in one motion I was forced to stand. With My hair firmly secured, my head was pulled back, exposing my throat which he quickly covered with his mouth. His hands began to explore my body, quickly followed by his mouth, Any movement by me was reprimanded swiftly. His fingers found my pussy and immediately sunk deep into me. I accidentally let out a sound, he quickly threw me over the end of the bed and spanked me, hard. “I told you not to speak”. I nodded. He hit me again, you forgot to say thank you. I quickly thanked him and arched into him, wanting his fingers to find me again. They didn’t.

Instead, he placed one hand firmly on my back, pressing me into the mattress, my face covered in part by the hotel comforter. His dick found my wet pussy waiting and he slid into me. His opposite hand struck my ass hard, but quickly covered the sting before moving up to my hair once again. He called me a slut, scolding me for meeting a stranger in a hotel room- it was unsafe. “I know daddy, I’m sorry”.

He stopped fucking me just as quickly as he began. He moved onto the bed, instructing me to get on top. He looked directly into my eyes, “You will not cum without my permission”. I nodded. His eyes narrowed, seeing that, I responded vocally “I understand”. He told me I could rub my clit as I rode him, I happily obliged. Nearing climax, I asked permission, it was denied.

He pushed me off of him, taking position behind me. We had discussed limits, and had safe words in play. Knowing this, I relaxed into him as his slid his cock into my ass.

“Daddy, May I come pleeasse?!” I begged for the 5th time. It was almost reduced to a whimper, prepared to hear no yet again, I was thrilled to finally receive his blessing, “You may Cum now”. What felt like 15 seconds later, I exploded, My whole body reduced to incontrollable tremors, In that moment, he could have done anything he pleased to me. In that moment, he had me. i was his property. I was his to do with as he saw fit.

He wrapped me up in his arms. Softly kissing the top of my head, my face and my neck. So gentle. His hands caressed the red marks over my body- smoothing away the residual stinging. He cared for me. This bond didn’t take months to develop. It didn’t need the “what are we” conversation. It was known immediately, I was his, with no expectations other than my safety and our mutual pleasure.

Before leaving the hotel room, we discussed the more intricate details of our new relationship. We set expectations, boundaries and he clarified the daily rules I was to follow. He was clear with his plan, his intentions and I trusted him implicitly. He ordered me to dress before taking me to a nearby brewery, replenishing what he had taken from me.

Till next time, Daddy. Xoxo

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9kxk7k/1st_date_with_daddy_fm