Hey GWS! I’ve lurked here for a long time but since I ended up working this encounter out tonight anyway I thought I’d post it and see if anyone cared for it. This happened about five years ago and is probably one of the most fun nights of my life.
My wife and I had been married for a few years and things were pretty great, honestly. We loved each other a lot and enjoyed our sex life. Therefore it came as quite a shock when she sat me down one cold November night to tell me that she had decided she was polyamorous. I was in shock. I didn’t know how to reconcile this. It was like the entire bottom dropped out of my world.
Fast forward three months and I had pretty much come to terms with it. I had decided that what was good for the gander was good for the goose. We had a mutual friend, a woman who had been friends with my wife since they were in middle school together. I had always found her incredibly sexy and had often fantasized about getting a hotel room with her instead of dropping her off at work and having an afternoon filled with fucking and room service.
I began messaging her and testing the waters. She was receptive from the beginning but a little withheld. Eventually after a night of some very suggestive texting I decided to pull the trigger. I sent her a video of myself jerking off and cumming while moaning her name. She was hooked and we decided to go on our first date.
The first couple of times was intensely charged with sexual energy. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. Whenever it seemed like we were going to finally go all the way, however, she backed off reluctantly. After the second time I knew it was more than just first date jitters and I asked her what was going on. She told me that she was apprehensive because it took hours of work and a lot of patience for her to cum and she was afraid that this being my first escapade outside of my wife for many years, this might very well break my confidence.
I shrugged and told her that I didn’t think this would be a problem. She scoffed at me and asked if I was always this cocky. I told her I wasn’t cocky, I just knew what I was about. My wife and I had ventured into BDSM a couple of years ago and in my role as a Dom I had gained quite a bit of confidence and expanded my techniques.
Well the night arrived and we checked into a nice hotel downtown. After about an hour we were firmly in the swing of things. She was tied down to the bed in a four point harness, blindfolded and naked. I had been teasing and toying with her for, what seemed to her, an eternity. She was literally shaking with desire. If it weren’t for the fact that she was ordered to only speak when allowed she would have been begging me to do all manner of things to her.
It was true that at this point she had not gotten off but I wasn’t ready for her to yet anyway. I removed the suction devices from her nipples and clit. I performed to act slowly with lots of soft touches and light kisses around the area while releasing the pressure. She squirmed and strained at her restraints at every touch. Once they were fully removed I turned my ministrations to her now swollen and bright red areas. Light touches, soft kisses, tiny flicks of my tongue. She was gasping and whining now. I encouraged her, my voice deep and low so she had to strain to hear me. “What a good little girl you are. You should see yourself now. Tied down, swollen, your body nude and open to me. You are the perfect little slut you always wanted to be.”. She moaned loudly and strained hard at her bonds. I smiled and chuckled at her.
I grabbed a pair of nipple clamps and sloooowly applied them to her now engorged nipples. She writhed in pain and pleasure and yelped as they were attached. When they were both on I grabbed the connecting chain, pulling upwards slightly. “What a good little girl. You’re doing so very well Princess.”. She smiled and sighed, relaxing through the pain.
I grabbed a g-spot wand and inserted it very slowly into her pussy. She was very wet, her fluids nearly running out passed her labia. The wand went in with no resistance at all due to the lube I had used, her natural lubrication, and the relaxed state of her vagina at that moment. Once it was in place and angled up appropriately I took the Hitachi and placed it gingerly on her mound, just barely covering her very large, very swollen clit. She pushed against the device in wanting but I withdrew it, smacking her with light force on the clit. She yelped again and jerked but then moaned. “Bad girl. We go at my pace or we do not go at all. Understood? You may answer.”. She whined again but said, her voice tinged with shame, “Yes, Daddy.”
I put the Hitachi back in place and turned the g-spot wand on to it’s lowest setting. She began withing again at the feel of it inside her, slowly buzzing and titillating her. I moved it in and out just barely and slowly, making sure that with every stroke I was pressing upwards in order to massage her g spot with a light but persistent pressure. I flipped the Hitachi on to “low” and pressed it against her clit, again not hard but with persistent pressure. I moved it in slow circles timing the movements with the wand.
She was gasping, whining, and straining with new vigor, now. I smiled widely looking at my handiwork. Maybe I was feeling a little cocky at this point but I felt I had earned it. I said “Princess, you may speak freely at this point but be careful about what you say. Remember not to order Daddy in any way. Understood?”. She nodded emphatically and nearly screamed “Yes Daddy!” as the work on her continued in earnest.
What followed was the longest string of dirty, slutty, insane begging I had ever heard up to this point. She needed it so bad, she said. Please make me your whore, she pleaded. She begged that I own her, own her cunt, make her mine. It was intoxicating. I moved the speed up on both of the tools and increased the movement of my hands. She was straining so hard against her bindings I was afraid she was going to break something. She started breathing heavier and faster, her breaths becoming ragged. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck I’m gonna cummmmmmmm!!!”
I laughed then, full bodied and with glee. I wasn’t laughing AT her, I was laughing in triumph and in pure joy. I was so happy in that moment and not just because I was going to make her cum, but because she was so HAPPY. Seeing my partner get off at heights they didn’t know of? Well, that’s one of my biggest turn ons. I was rock hard in that moment and in pure ecstasy.
I said, simply, “Princess…you may not cum yet. I will tell you when it’s ok.”. She gasped and even though she was blindfolded I could tell from the way her mouth hung slack-jawed that she was in shock. “D-Daddy? I can’t cum?”. “No Princess, you may not, I will tell you when you can. Do you understand?”. She stuttered “Y-y-yes Daddy. B-but Daddy…if…if I hold it I-I-I might not be able…” I cut her off. “You will Princess. You have to trust me. Do you trust me Princess?”. She nodded but I could tell she was scared, “Yes Daddy.”. I stopped moving the g-spot wand and lovingly stroked along her tummy. “Good girl, you’ll see Princess. I promise.”
I took a moment and laid out the rules. Of course she knew the safety word was a simple “Red” but in addition I informed her that she needed to tell me what level she was at in terms of being close to orgasm. On a scale of 1 to 10 she needed to tell me when she reached a new level. If she was in imminent danger of cumming before being allowed she was to say “Blue”. With these simple rules I continued.
Slowly I continued my work. Her numbers began climbing rapidly. They began at seven and before a minute had passed she was loudly exclaiming “Ten!!”. I kicked everything into high gear, both toys and my hands. She screamed “BLUE!!!!” at the top of her lungs. I turned everything off and withdrew the wand. She nearly began crying as the sensations stopped abruptly. I leaned over her and said “Shh, shh, shh. Good girl, what a good girl.”. I lightly kissed her all over her tummy, chest, cheeks and then her lips. She sighed and melted into me, as much as she could tied to the bed.
I continued that cycle four more times, taking her to the ultimate brink and then letting her sink back down again. Each time the numbers climbed faster than the last. Finally on the sixth cycle when she hit ten I told her, “Princess, listen to me. I want you to concentrate on every single feeling you have. The cold of the room playing on your hot, bare skin. The smoothness and damp of the sheets underneath you. The soft, yet chafing bindings holding you down. The feel of the exquisite pain on your swollen nipples. The vibration of the toys pleasuring MY pussy. The roughness of your g-spot being massaged. Your sensitive little clitty being shaken and stimulated. The sound of my voice as I tell you exactly what to do. Focus on all of that, find every piece of inner strength you have. Roll it up into a tight little ball in your chest. Bright, crackling with energy, ready to be released. When I tell you to cum, you will take every sensation, every piece of energy, your entire being and you will loose it entirely. You are entirely safe here with me. You do not need to hold back. There is only me and you. Nothing else exists. You will let go entirely and I will be here to catch you. Do you understand?”. Her breath was coming so quickly that she barely gasped “Yes Daddy.”. I cleared my throat and asked louder, “Do you understand?!”. She gulped as much air as she could handle and said “Yes Daddy!”. I kissed her lips and said “My good girl. Start counting.”
I started on the highest setting and worked my arms and hands as fast as possible. She began on eight, skipped nine and went straight for ten. I got ready and held both items in my right hand, still working them and began to reach up with my left. In seconds her voice, already becoming hoarse, croaked out “BLUE DADDY BLUE!!!”. I ripped the blindfold off her face and she stared at me, wide-eyed, leaning over her, completely in command. My face a solid mask of control and leaning closer to her, my eyes locked with hers, I GROWLED at her simply one word.
“Cum.”
She screamed like someone was murdering her. Her back arched as far as possible and the restraints made an audible “pop” as the metal claps were pulled completely taught causing the connections to reset into another configuration. She began spasming uncontrollably, still screaming. The metal on the restraints now jangling from the frantic movements. She ran out of breath and went slack, gasping for a lungful of air. She arched hard again and began wailing in a sort of “whoop-whoop” sound. Her eyes were clamped shut and I looked at her hands. She was clenching them so hard you could visibly see shock white parts where blood no longer could flow. Her fingernails dug into her palms with such force she began to trickle a little blood from the fresh cuts. She began yelling “OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK!!!” while her body continued to shake and tense. Her pussy was contracting over and over again, her stomach appearing the same way.
The orgasm was slowing but still coursing through her body. I reached over and released the nipple clamps deftly. She screamed again. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed and she tried to press herself into me as best she could. Being careful not to be struck by her uncontrolled body I moved my face over to her left nipple and placed it in my mouth, sucking greedily. “FUCK YES OH FUCK WHAT WHAT WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME???”. I laughed again, I couldn’t help it. I repeated the action with the right breast eliciting a similar reaction.
After about a minute or so she began getting control of herself and I turned the toys back on, placing them back where they were. Another set of spasms began and she was entirely hoarse at this point. She was just mumbling mostly nonsense. No real words but it sounded like she was trying to form them…she just couldn’t. This went on like this for about another two or three minutes. She would begin winding down and I would send her back into sexual oblivion. Eventually I removed all toys and all touch and asked her, calmly, “Red, Princess?”. She gasped and bucked a few times shaking her head no but I waited. After just a moment or two she got her head back together and nodded. She rasped out “Red, Daddy. Red.”.
I kissed her lightly on the lips and said “Good girl, Princess. You are my good girl.”. I quickly unsnapped her bonds and she instantly rolled into a near fetal position. I grabbed the blanket off the floor and laid it out next to her. “Roll over onto the blanket, Princess.”. She did as instructed and I wrapped her up, tightly, like a little burrito. I laid down next to her and cradled her, rocking her slightly and telling her what a good girl she was and how she should be so proud. I told her how happy she made Daddy and that she was my world. I ran my hands through her hair and kissed her forehead often. She started sucking on her thumb and kind of began mewling. She would mumble things like “Thankoo Daddy, I’m da good girl huh?” while I rocked her to sleep.
I let her nap for a good half hour and then gently woke her up. We kissed and she got out of her blanket and laid on my chest just sighing contentedly. I asked her if she wanted me to bathe her and she said she didn’t want to just yet. I smiled at her and told her she was amazing. She told me the same and began kissing me passionately. It was clear she was ready to go again. I broke off the kiss and looked in her eyes. “So I can’t make you cum, hmm?”. She laughed hard and said “Well you worked long and hard at it so I’m not too surprised.”. I shrugged and asked “So where did that orgasm rank? You know, on your list of all time orgasms?”. She broke into a wide grin and said, “Are you kidding me? Like number one, two, AND three!”. I nodded at her and said, “OK, ready for the cool part?”. She looked at me quizzically and said, with trepidation, “Ooookay?”.
I sat up and looked her straight in the eyes. I put the “Dom mask” on again and, growling like I had before said, “Cum.”.
Her eyes went wide like saucers and her entire body began to shake as her neck muscles went tight. She gasped and moaned. It didn’t last nearly as long as the first one but it was certainly not minor. “How…how did you…”
“Cum”.
Again she rocked, this time flopping backwards onto the bed. I leaned over her and when she opened her eyes again I told her to cum once more. She started grabbing at her pussy and whining. “Remember the safe word.” I prompted her. She just shook her head in little, sharp motions. “OK then…cum!”. She was biting her lip then and just totally thrown back into passion. I continued three or four more times and let her calm all the way down.
“That was… That was insane. How?”. I kissed her and chuckled. “Sweetie, you’ve always been able to do that. You just needed to unlock it, not be afraid of it, truly feel the power of it. I just showed you how.”. She quirked her face up at me in half disbelief. “Yeah well, you already had me going. I don’t think that’ll work like ANY time yknow?”. I shrugged at her.
We spent the rest of the night doing lots of crazy stuff and generally had a lot of fun. The next morning we got dressed and checked out. I dropped her off and kissed her goodbye. We chatted and talked throughout the week, she was eager to get a hotel room that weekend.
I waited five days. We were talking on the phone about mostly mundane shit. Our jobs, our friends, etc. I knew she was home alone at that time so in the middle of the conversation when there was a lull I said, “Hey, Princess?”. “Yeah, Daddy?”. “Cum.”.
I heard the phone drop and her distinct gasping and moaning. A little bit later she picked up the phone and breathing heavily said, “What the fuck?”. “I told you so. Cum.”. She did again. I laughed in triumph once more. She got back on the line. “So, who owns your body, Princess?”.
“You do, Daddy. Holy fucking shit. You do.”.
“Good girl. Cum.”.
It still works to this day.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a4joi9/mf_opening_up_my_princess_long
Lucky girl.