“Yes, please.” Harder to say when Daddy [M] stuffs my [F] panties in my mouth.

“Daddy, please leave marks?”

*Ok, baby, the usual spots?*

“Yes.  Please.”

***

It had been too long since I had left Daddy’s house with the marks that serve as my secret reminder, and I wanted them badly.  Almost as badly as I wanted him, but this time we had the whole evening stretching before us and I wasn’t surprised that he was taking his time to torture me.  

I had finally worked up the nerve to ask for what I wanted, but before I was granted my wish Daddy pulled my panties off and studied me.  A smirk appeared as he considered his options and his thumb played across my bottom lip before he used it to open my jaw.  In one swift move he stuffed my panties in my mouth, my eyes wide with shock.  He bit and licked his way down my body while I shivered slightly in anticipation.  His teeth grazed my inner thigh and a finger lightly flicked across my clit, just the way I love.  When Daddy goes down on me I can’t focus on anything beyond the feel of his tongue on my pussy and his face between my thighs.  My moans were muffled by the makeshift gag in my mouth, and my breathing came faster and faster as the buzzing, lightning feeling struck me.  My hands gripped his head and I couldn’t stop my hips from moving, desperate for the feeling to continue.  

When he stopped, I lay for a moment absolutely stunned, while he plucked the panties out of my mouth.  “Did I surprise you?” he said, still with that smirk on his face.  I quietly told him yes, suddenly shy.  But he wasn’t done with me, and the panties were quickly stuffed back into place as he lifted my legs onto his shoulders and entered me.

Daddy knows that when he pushes that deeply inside me it’s almost more than I can take.  He can see the look on my face as I feel him fucking me, but he also knows that I won’t tell him no until I really can’t take it anymore.  “Look at me,” he ordered, and when our eyes met he slapped me across the face.  My begging was muffled, but I think he could see in my eyes how I felt.  Again, he slapped me, and again I begged, until he asked me if I could take one more.  I don’t even know if he could hear my “yes,” but I was rewarded again.  Our eyes met again as he pressed into me until I couldn’t take it.  We both knew he could have kept going, using me as he saw fit, but the break was a welcome one.

I caught my breath as I enjoyed the feel of his body behind me, enveloping me and holding me close.  Daddy is much taller than I am, and when he pulls me to him I feel cared for and completely safe.  When I’m in his arms and all I can feel is his skin against mine and his hands on me I just want time to stop.  But it can’t, and so when the first bite came on my shoulder I gasped and breathed through the pain, knowing that the teeth marks and bruises I’d carry home would be my reward.

While being held that way melts my heart, being taken while he holds me is just another pleasure that Daddy gives me.  The feeling of being held while his cock enters me and slowly, slowly fucks me is seared in my memory.  I heard his voice say, “Baby, I want you to cum all over my cock,” and he began to fuck me harder, always pressing as deeply as possible and bringing me to the edge again.  His hands made their way to my throat and I breathed faster and faster, begging all the while.  Please, please.  I’m always begging please – please fuck me, please cum in me, please do all of the things you’ve ever wanted to do.  When the waves of dizziness hit me again, I knew he was close as well, and his hands moved from my throat to my hips as I reached behind me to pull him into me as close and as hard as possible.  I heard him breathe, “I’m going to cum,” as he slammed into me again and stayed, both of us breathing hard and just enjoying the moment.

Later, while we lay tangled together he murmured, “mine,” into my ear, and I was ready to give myself to him all over again.

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