(This is my first attempt at any kind of erotic story so please let me know any pros/cons and if you want a follow up, long time lurker on my other account so this will be my writing one if I’m successful, hope y’all enjoy)
The Warm Up.
My breath, labored and interrupted by the persistent thrumming of my heart, one of the only things I can sense since Daddy placed this blindfold over my eyes. I feel the small sheen of sweat perspiring over my body, ever increasing as I was shuffled into position. I lay here on my back, unable to see, to move, to detect even the slightest clue as to what was to come. My arms ache a little, each wrist cuffed to a post on Daddy’s over sized bed, like it had been made for such a thing. My legs are held wide open by his special spreader bar, with every slight breeze gliding over my exposed slit, making me arch my hips ever so slightly, yearning for
some invisible pleasure I wasn’t even sure existed.
Suddenly a shift in the air, the most subtle of movements but I knew Daddy was making himself known, the thought
of him being so close but unable to see how he would approach was enough to hasten the flow down my thighs,
messing up Daddy’s sheets even more. That’s when I feel it, the sensation of my bare skin touched after so long in this vacuum of isolation is enough to send shocks down my spine, making my pussy throb and ache for attention. His touch is somehow different though, not the usual warmth and softness but a stiffer
and colder approach. It glances over my torso, circling my perky breasts until peaking at my hardened nipples,
dancing around long enough to entertain the thought of Daddy’s mouth around them, an image that serves to get
me wetter and wetter.
The touch drifts over my face, making me sink into the bed quickly at the surprise of it all, parting through
my hair like his hands looking for a bunch to grab and pull, just how I like it. But the inevitable comes and the touch reaches my thighs, mixing with the mess that makes me feel like the dirty little pet that Daddy has come to love. The mysterious touch moves back and forth across my lips , ever so slightly opening me up to the cold air that has made my skin crawl with anticipation. It reaches my throbbing clit and begins to work it ever
so gently, tiny movements that make my urges even stronger. Eventually it becomes too much and I try to stifle my
moan but as soon as my instinctive cry for attention leaves my lips, the touch leaves too.
I begin to whimper, my body still craving the sweet release of cumming for Daddy but my self pity is cut short
when I hear it, the swish of some unknown object moving through the air and I brace myself for whatever is about
to come next. It strikes me on both of my nipples, sending hot fire coursing through my body and a scream of
pain and ecstasy to burst from my mouth, feeling the telltale lashes of Daddy’s favorite flogger leaving my now
swollen breasts. He moves lower and lower with it, striking me across the midsection, my calves, my thighs, all
leading up to what I hope will push me over the edge. He finally strikes just above my clit, sending waves of agony
mixed with pure animal arousal streaming into my already gushing pussy. I’m unable to form words as i thrust upwards,
to try and find that oh so beautiful release, but nothing ever comes. Unable to use my thighs or hands to relieve
myself I lay here, expecting nothing for failing Daddy with my outburst, when my hair is grabbed firmly, goosebumps
forming once more all over my skin as he leans into my ear and whispers “No time to relax silly pet, that was just
the warm up”.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/ecb8t2/the_warm_up_fmbdsmfsub
Enjoyed that!! Definitely would love a follow up.
Pros: You wrote a scene really well.
Cons: You didn’t write a story.
Bottom line: Thanks for posting.