I take a picture of myself pinching one pierced nipple and send it to you. A few minutes later, my phone goes off.
“Eager to play, huh? I’m 10 minutes away. I want your butt plug in by the time I get home.”
I walk over to the dresser, retrieve the lube, bend over and press the tip against my hole, pushing back against it some to ease the stretching. The plug inserted, I pull my jeans up and return to the living room to wait.
A few minutes later, you walk through the door.
“I’m happy to be home, to the favorite part of my day, babygirl.”
You walk over to me, wrap me in an embrace and lean down to kiss me gently, you tongue between my lips. Your hands slide into my pockets and pull me against you.
You give me a look just before remove a hand from my pocket and playfully smack my ass cheek, then reach down to press on my butt plug, causing me to jump and squeal.
“Would you like a drink, Daddy?”
“No thank you, baby, maybe later. I’ve been thinking about how I’m going to fuck you all day. Be in our room, naked and kneeling.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I walk to our room and take off my clothes, folding them neatly and putting them on the chair. I kneel down, with my feet tucked under my butt, my heels pushing my butt plug in, with my knees were spread wide, exposing my bare pussy. I rest my hands on my knees and close my eyes, breathing deeply to calm my nerves. I hear you footsteps coming down the hall and open my eyes keeping them lowered, focusing on the hard wood. I can see you bare feet as you walk into the room, and I catch my breath, knowing that you would soon be touching me. You turn, walk away and I do my best not to look and see what you’re doing. I can hear your clothing drop to the floor, then you walk around the bed behind me and trail your fingertips down my spine, causing goosebumps to ripple over my body. Then you grip my ponytail and firmly pull my head back.
“I’ve been thinking of your mouth on my cock all day today. It was quite distracting during my meeting.“
I want to do this even if for no other reason but to please you, and I’d never be able to explain to anyone else, why. I’d call you arrogant, but let’s be honest, most times you’re right, so is it fair to claim that it is arrogance? Definitely not.
“Now, go lay down on the bed.”
I do as I’m told and you quickly grab my ankle and attach the shackles from under the bed. First one, then the next. Then each wrist is done the same way, I begin to squirm, my body tenses with anticipation.
When you have me spread eagle on the bed, completely at your mercy, I smile. I feel you stroke my pussy slowly, opening me, testing my readiness. I can hear how wet I am as you slide a finger deep inside me. I writhe in pleasure, rocking back and forth, trying to get deeper penetration.
I gasp when a crop slaps the inside of my thigh.
“Lie still or I’ll stop and leave you tied like this until you can behave.”
“I’m sorry, I’ll be good. Please don’t stop.”
Your whiskers brush my inner thighs and I feel your hot breath on my pussy. Your tongue whispers over my swollen lips, barley touching me. I arch off the bed, trying to push myself against your mouth. You have move away, waiting for me to relax before licking me again. After what seems an eternity of teasing, you push your tongue into my dripping hole. Slowly fucking me with strong strokes, pulling back for long licks and sucking kisses, making me pant and writhe on the bed. Always keeping me close but never taking me over the edge.
You leave me on the bed; on display for you. The room is still, except for the sounds of your hands stroking yourself, just out of my vision. I’m desperate to look at you, but I know better, so I lay there, exposed.
“This is such a great view, that I’m not sure where I’m going to cum first. It’d be a shame to cum in your hair, so maybe I should cum on your tits or stomach. What do you think?”
I know better than to answer your rhetorical question. You walk back over to me, sliding your fingers along my slit, pushing them inside of me. You chuckle at how wet I am. You then draw a line down my stomach, which causes me to shiver. I want you inside me, so I raise myself slightly off the bed, trying to convey what I want.
“You’re doing things I don’t want you to do. I don’t need you trying to get what you want. When I want something from you, I’ll tell you. When I ask a question, I expect a short, succinct answer. You’re a clever girl, and I’m not asking too much. Understand?”
“Yes.”
You undo the shackles on my wrists and ankles, and point to the floor. I immediate get off the bed, and kneel on the floor. I open my mouth, in anticipation of what’s to come.
You shove past my lips, hitting the back of my throat. I struggle for a moment to keep from gagging. My mouth starts working on you, eagerly licking, sucking, and enjoying the feeling of you getting hard in my mouth. Right now, nothing else matters but what I’m doing. I listen for the subtle change in your breath. When you’re close, you yank me up by my hair and guide me toward the bed.
You push inside of me, the first moment of connection makes my pussy clench.
“You’re mine”, you announce, looking down at our bodies connected. You move your left hand to my chest, just below my throat and hold me tight. “Look at me!”, You demand. “Cum on me,” and I do. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. My pussy tightening around Your cock, squeezing you, as I’m calling out your name.
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Oh god yes