XP from /r/SluttyConfessions
When you decide it’s time to find a Dom, the heady feeling of the search can get to you. I’m a good girl, and I know I can be a very good girl for the right Daddy. Searching through my options I spotted him: tall, extremely sexy, and with a wit to match my own. The game was on.
A flurry of messages later and the drinks date was set. I didn’t want to look too slutty, but made sure my dress was short enough to show off my legs – displayed to their best in silky stockings and black high heels. I was shaking slightly walking into the bar, but I quickly relaxed when he introduced himself and gave me a hug. The only thought on my mind, on repeat: “Will he kiss me?”
The answer was yes.
The evening was a blur of drinks, conversation, and those amazing kisses. His hands played up and down my legs, feeling under my dress and discovering that I had left the panties at home. I wondered if he could feel how hot and wet I was, if he could tell my breathing had gone shallow and my pulse rapidly increased every time he touched me. I knew I was in trouble when his kisses turned deeper, his teeth bit at my neck, and I felt his hand spread across my throat, pressing just hard enough to let me know he alone controlled the pressure. When he pulled away I could feel the soft soreness on my neck that would linger on and I wanted more.
We closed down the bar and as we left I felt his gaze on me, as heavy as if his hand was still gripping my throat. Unsure, I turned to him and he pointed at his car. “Let’s get warmed up in there.” There was no question I’d obey, and my excitement rose – this man who I’d just met hours ago had captured me and I would follow his instructions without a second thought.
In the car he turned to me, began to unzip my coat and run his hands over the full length of my body. The light from the parking lot shined down, but all I could do was close my eyes and breathe as he reclined my seat and began to open the front of my dress. Each snap that gave way was a jolt to my system, and soon I was exposed, nipples hard, willing and ready for whatever he wanted. His hands pulled down my silky stockings and I drew a quick breath as his fingers explored my pussy, dripping and craving his touch.
He licked his fingers and in that moment I would have done anything he asked. Anything.
“Come here,” he instructed, and I obeyed. My ass was laid bare and his pants were open and I knew it was time to show Daddy just how good this little girl could be. Kissing and exploring my way down, my mouth slowly took in his cock. It was bigger than I was used to, and I took my time licking and enjoying every inch of it until I felt the length hit the back of my throat. Before I could go any further there was a sudden smack on my ass and I breathed heavily as I felt the pain and warmth spread through me.
SMACK! Another one. SMACK! Another. By now his hand was on the back of my head, gathering my hair and pushing my mouth down hard, choking me and causing me to gag. I wanted to make Daddy happy, so I kept at it, letting his cock fill my mouth and throat, hoping that I would be good enough to make him cum and he would let me swallow every drop.
“We have an audience,” I heard him say. Too focused on the cock in front of me I had let myself forget that I was in a parking lot with my ass and pussy completely exposed. “Don’t worry,” he continued, “they are definitely enjoying the show.” Daddy says keep going, and I am a good girl, so I continued until he pulled on my hair and kissed me roughly. We were both breathing hard and I wanted him to cum. I wanted to taste him and know that I really had been used by him.
With his hands tangled in my hair again and pushing me firmly down I kept my mouth on his cock until I felt him cum. He tasted sweet and I eagerly swallowed until I felt his hands pull me up to lay my head on his shoulder and just relax. His hands ran through my hair.
“Good girl,” he said. “Good girl.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a5itti/i_f_went_looking_for_a_m_dom_our_first_meeting
Hoky fuck that’s amazing. Your such a good, obedient little girl.