[MF] Teaching a brat that she should never tell me no. No is not a safeword.

She wasn’t going to make me wait this time. After another failed booty call – she sent a last-minute text to me when I was on a date with my wife – my new little fucktoy was a smart enough girl to book a hotel room near me and give me a couple days advance notice.

I made a quick little stop by a drugstore to pick up some essentials – condoms, rope, scissors, and a surprise. It’s always fun to see a clerk slowly piece together what I was about to do with my night.

But I doubt that clerk had any guesses what was behind a hotel room door – a model in a pair of frilled panties and a smile, waiting for Daddy to make her cum.

She tried to stay out of view from the hall. As soon as the door was cracked open, she was already running towards the bed. I had to grin – her butt in motion was fun to watch. The Sadist in me wanted to leave the door open wide as I made her moan, to force to her confront her fears of exhibitionism. But that was one of the kinks clearly off the table in our power exchange, so I locked the door and walked after her.

I’m a big guy – 6’2 and 240 pounds. Next to her, I feel like The Mountain. It’s not hard to push her and throw her around. I took a moment to unbutton my shirt, then groped her tits as she stood next to the bed. I knew what she wanted. But I also knew that her nipples were extremely sensitive. So I gave them a hard pinch until she squirmed for me. Then I pushed her back onto the bed.

She started to crawl backwards, making space for me on the mattress. I grabbed her by her ankles and yanked her entire body towards me, leaving her ass on the edge of the bed. I pulled her panties to the side and ran my fingertips over her wet pussylips.

I can understand why some men think that eating pussy isn’t dominant. They’re on their knees, and the pleasure is entirely based on the woman enjoying it. They’re wrong, though. Or even worse, they’re just not good at it. When my face is between a woman’s legs, I feel control and power. She becomes my little puppet, moaning low when I stroke her g-spot, and quivering when I push her to her breaking point.

If I make her cum, that’s only the start. I push harder, I force her to keep cumming. I push her over the edge with my free hand on her nipple. This makes her buck, so I let go of her tit and wrap my hand around her thigh, holding her tight. She was ready for this. She mentally prepared.

I let go, told her to take her panties off, and let her recover. I looked around the room. The chair is a swivelling office chair. The bed’s frame is a wooden box with no seams. There’s no obvious anchors. I start to unwind my fresh rope. I start with her legs – ankles to thighs. First her left, then her right. Now she’s hobbled. I flip her over onto her stomach, then lash her wrists together. She’s face down on the mattress.

I dig out the surprise – a vibrator. For two weeks, I’ve been telling this little brat that I wanted to use a vibrator on her. She kept demuring and assuring me that she’d get one. I asked before I left the house, and she admitted that she didn’t get one. But I was going to break her tonight.

She didn’t notice the humming until I had the vibrator against her clit. She instantly tried to move away, but the ropes slowed her down. I let the thrum work over her body. I flipped her back over to watch her abs flex with every orgasm. Occasionally I slid it inside of her to stand up and remove more of my clothes.

When I was naked, I pulled her face around and forced my cock past her lips. She was a supremely good cock-sucker. I focused on rubbing her clit to make sure that she didn’t make me cum. I was staying in control tonight. I pulled the vibrator away from her pussy, then pushed my cock inside of her.

I pounded her tight little pussy until I felt like I was about to cum. Then I pulled out and put the vibrator back in. I repeated this as long as I wanted to, only stopping when she begged for a break. With our safewords, she says Red to stop (and start aftercare), Yellow to slow down, and Blue to pause for 10 seconds (think blue like the pause button on a remote). She burned up three pauses while tied up. I whispered little bits of encouragement to her each time.

I let her struggle against my knots. If I thought she was getting close to unraveling, I’d push the vibrator against her clit and watch her lose her mind. But she was determined. An hour after being tied up, fucked and forced to cum over and over again, she got her hands free. I rewarded her by fucking her even harder, then cumming across her tits and tummy.

I untied her, and we chatted for a bit. Occasionally I leaned over and licked her pussy, forcing her to cum again. I stood up, and she took the chance to slap my ass in true brat form. So I grabbed her by her hair and jerked her across my lap, returning her slap tenfold. Unfortunately, I know she didn’t learn her lesson. So I will have to look into punishing her some more.

On my way out, I gave her ass a playful squeeze. Then I gave her cunt a hard squeeze and made her tell me that she’s Daddy’s Little Fucktoy. Walking to the door, I smiled as I noticed how hard her nipples were. I gave one a pinch.

As I went for the second one, she told me no and tried to stop my hand. She ran away, towards the bed. I immediately pinned her down. I had to fight for control of her wrists. Normally, when I wrestle, my goal isn’t to use my hands. It’s to spread her legs and force my cock inside of her. But she needed to remember that I take what I want.

Finally I got both of her wrists inside one of my hands, and my lower body was pinning down the rest of her. She couldn’t stop me. She squealed and smiled. I gave her a goodnight kiss, then headed out.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b8v5fs/mf_teaching_a_brat_that_she_should_never_tell_me