First post. I’m not sure if any other lurkers and readers will like it. Written for women readers. Comment your thoughts below.
You’ve just arrived home from a long day of work. As you step through the door, your shoulders loosen and your face relaxes. You close the door quickly behind you, attempting to block out the frustrations and stresses lying behind you at work. Your home. Home. You hate the company you work for, the office your work in, and the dress code the company enforces. The plain black heels, the option of only black slacks or business skirt, and the severely conservative plain white button up top. It doesnt allow for expression, for choice, or for improvisation. And I don’t like it because it limits ways I can influence the improvisation. But there are always ways.
You fidget slightly in the foyer, your hips rocking back and forth in the air. You reach around with your arm and gently place your slender middle finger against the plug slightly protruding from your tight business skirt. You remember the instructions I gave you earlier this morning.
* * * * * *
As you sat up in bed and pulled off the sheets, I reached out and grabbed your arm gently. I looked up at you and pulled you closer gesturing with my head to hop back into bed and lay on top of me. You knew you didnt have much time, but you loved indulging me, and you loved resting your head on my chest. I picked your slight frame up slightly and helped you crawl into of me. You laid your body down on top of my chest, trying to match your breathing with the slow rise and fall if my chest, the cadence of my breathe.
“Honey, I want you to do something for me today, ” I said softly.
I reached over to the night stand and pulled out a small box and an even smaller bag. You recognized the bag immediately. The tiny paper bag no bigger than your hand, with the brand of a small local lingerie boutique printed on the side in velvety red. We’ve walked by the boutique a few times, each time glancing in. You lifted your head from my chest the moment you saw it, and nervously reached out for it. I push your hands. I reach inside and pull out the thinnest, softest cotton thong, with a small slit down the front where your little lips are supposed to rest. a slight nervousness crosses your face followed by stifled excitement. You try and keep your mouth tight and your lips together as you hold back a smile. You lick your lips softly and ask if you can try them on.
“Of course,” I reply. I lift you off of me and help you to the floor as your hold onto the soft thong. I spank you lightly on your ass as you scamper towards the middle of the room giggling slightly. You pull your pajamas bottoms off, exposing your your round shapely ass. You slip your feet into the thong and slide it up over your legs. You realize its it’s designed to fit fairly tight and look down between your legs to see just how much if your pussy is exposed through the slit in the middle. Your soft lips poke through. Your clit appears just before the slit closes. You turn around to face me and model for me your new thong. I roll over on my side and prop myself up on my elbow I look at your panties and then at your face beaming with excitement. I lift my arm and gesture for you to come closer with my finger. You do so slowly, not sure what to expect. Your standing directly in front of my face. I look down to inspect. I reach out with my fingers and run your lips between my fingers. Your knees bend together slightly and your hips drop. You place a hand on my hand and slide your fingers through my hair as you begin to breathe heavily. I can feel the wetness coating your lips the more I rub, as you begin to squirm, alternating your weight between your two feet. I curl the tips of my fingers slightly up, placing them just inside you wett little hole. You place both hands on my wrists as your eyes grow slightly wider in apprehension. Your breathing is slightly labored, breathing harder in anticipation. I slide my middle finger in slowly, I feel your lips spread and your hole stretch for my wide finger. A moan escapes your mouth as I begin to explore your pussy. You continue standing next to the bed placing more weight on my outstretched, and otherwise engaged, arm to steady yourself. I slide deeper in until my second knuckle disappears inside you. I wiggle my finger slowly back and forth, curling the tip toward me, towards your front. I slowly begin making a come here motion with my finger inside you placing increasing pressure against the front of your pussy, feeling your wett ridge, stroking the ribbed area inside your pussy, and feeling you squirm on top of my finger. I see your cheeks getting red, and your mouth falling open despite your attempts to keep it closed to stifle your gasps and moans. I can feel the pressure inside you building, your grip on my arm tightening. I can see your eyes rolling back beneath your eyelids for quick momentary seconds. Your getting close to cumming. Only a few more seconds and I could have you melted in the palms of my hands.
But, instead, I stop. I remove my finger from inside you and bring it to my mouth to taste. I lick from the tip of my finger to where it meets my palm and moan quietly to myself. You look down at me confused and frustrated, being denied your orgasm, your hair slightly frazzled. I take both of your now limp arms hanging at your sides and pull you closer.
“Remember the box I pulled out of the drawer?” I asked softly. You nodded but still seem distracted by your recent denial. “Turn around, love,” I say gently, and encouragingly. Your turn around and look back over your shoulder at what I’m doing. “Head forward and close your eyes, babe. Now.” You do as your told but with a slightly rebellious attitude.
I pull out the box again and place it in front of me, behind you. Before I open it, i reach up and gently slide your thong down over your ass and stop with the thong sitting at knee level. I instruct you to spread your legs wider, until finally your legs are wide enough to hold the panties in place at knee level. Your ass cheeks spread slightly with your legs I trace the curvature of each one before returning to the box. I open it up and pull out a small metallic object with a bright pink gem on one end. A princess plug. I take the tip with the pointed metal ball and slip into my mouth, licking it, trying to make it wett enough to slip in into your ass easily. As I lick i look down and see your dripping lips through the slit in your thong and remember how soaking wett you must be. Taking advantage, I remove the plug from my mouth and slide its warm metal shape between your lips, coating the plug in your wetness. I begin to tease you as well, deliberately tapping your clit with the tip. After a few seconds, I pull the plug back out and instruct you to bend over a the waist until your can touch the floor. You comply. Always the good little girl. I take the plug and gingerly press the tip against your asshole. Immediately, you try to stand up and turn around.
“Baby, you need to trust me ok? Its going to be ok. I’m going to take care of you. Have I ever hurt you before?” I ask with gentle concern.
“No, Daddy, I’m just scared is all.” You reply.
“Trust, Daddy. Its ok, baby. Trust me.”
I begin placing the plug against your ass hole again. I slip the tip in and begin rotating the the plug around incircles as I slowly slide the entirety of the plug deeply inside your asshole. I can see you shaking slightly, moaning quietly. Finally the plug pops into place. The bright pink gem reflecting off the morning sunlight coming in through the windows. I tell you to get up slowly and you immediately gaso as the plug shifts slightly into a more comfortable place, placing pressure against you in a new way. I slide your new thong over your ass again, covering your little plug slightly. The thong inky covered the center if the gem, not the sides. The additional size if the gem sticking out forced your new thing to pull tighter around everywhere else, especially where the slit was. Your lips were pressed together and forced out of the slit now.
I turn you around and you rock your ass back and forth where you stand, trying to get a feel for what I slipped inside your tight hole.
“Its a princess plug, baby. Does it feel good?”
“I dontknow, Daddy. I don’t think it -” you try to finish but are cut off as I reach out and begin massaging the plug into your ass further, rotating it in circles. You gasp and moan and close your eyes.
“Oh….fuck…” you finally get out.
“So does it feel good baby?” I ask again
“Yes….yes it feels amazing, Daddy.”
I instruct you to turn around and remove your top. You do, but I notice your still rotating your hips almost as an attempt to stimulate yourself on the plug inside you. You slowly remove your shirt, your tits bouncing slightly with the shirts removal.
“Honey, remember when I said I wanted you to do something for me today?” You nod. “I want you to wear nothing under your work clothes except what you have on now. Only the new thong, the princess plug, and NO bra.”
You looked nervous at first, unsure if you could even do it. If you had the courage. I reached out and took you by the hand. “Its ok baby. You can do this. Plus, we’ve wasted so much time this morning, I doubt you even have time to put anything else on except what you’re already wearing before work start.”
You quickly check your watch and panic, rushing to the bathroom to brush your teeth and do your hair and makeup as quick as you can. After your hair, you immediately slip on your drab work clothes and head for the door. I meet you there, it took me considerably less time to get ready than you. I kiss you bye and spank your ass gently for good measure, but you were in such a rush you didn’t even realize you were still wearing the racy thong and princess plug until you were an hour into work at the office and suddenly the plug began to vibrate gently…..
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cqp0g3/a_long_day_part_1_of_3
Can’t wait for the other parts!!