(I got her consent to put our experiences on Reddit, as long as we keep things anonymous)
It’s been two weeks. Since she asked me to play as her Dom . I shared that story here on Reddit, and it’s just a continuation to our relationship.———————————————————
I was waiting in front of her door. Leaning my back against the door for the last 15 minutes. She’s late, and we’re no where near that level of trust that can make her give me a spare to her apartment.
But these things happens. it’s not something that usually Pissed me off . Or so I thought.
I can see walking out of the elevator door and walk toward me. We’re both still in our office attire. Simple white shirt and a set of black suit for me, and a simple white shirt with a sit of black blazer with matching pencil skirt for her.
She had this apologetic looks on her face.
“I’m sorry, my friends kinda drag me to follow them before I could get to my car.”
I can feel my jaw instantly hardened after she said it.
I did see that. She’s telling the truth. (We’re working together in a same company, and I kinda catch a glimpse of our co-workers coming up to her when we’re about to head home.) I think she genuinely feel bad that she make me wait. I’m aware of that. I really do.
But . . .
I find it’s hard to explain this selfish feeling that I have at that time. I maintained my composure, but i think she’s socially adept enough to see it from my body language.
I’m unhappy. She promised me to do something, and she didn’t give it to me.
She’ll pay for that.
I slowly walk behind her as she’s trying to open her door. Her body suddenly froze in front of me, she seems unsure what to do at this moment. But she didn’t turn her body toward me. She’s just standing there, facing the door.
I move closer toward her, almost pressing my body against her back. Casually tucking her hair behind her ear. I want her to feel pretty.
“I know you tried your best Chyntia.”
I slowly move my hand down to her neck and slowly unbuttoning the first button of her blouse.
“Stay still. Unless you want the Security cameras to see what I’m about to do to you from up there.”
I move my hand to the second one and start to unbuttoning it too. I can feel her chests start to move faster as I did this. Hearing her breath started to quicken as I slowly reveal her cleavage.\
I think the possibility that someone might see her like this turn her on even more.
I can see her hand holding the door handle tight. But interesting enough, she didn’t open it. As if she’s waiting for my permission
Now my hand was slowly playing with her third button.
“You tried your best . . .But That’s not what you promise me, was it ?”
“No . . . I’m sorry.” I always like how her breathy her voice sounds every time she got aroused . I can feel her body start to tremble as I slowly unbuttoning the third piece. Now, its exposed enough for me to slip my hand inside. I slowly pull down the left side of her bra and grab her left nipple between my fingers.
It’s hard already. Making it easier for the things I’m about to do to her next.
I slowly pull that nipple forward, hard enough for her to bring her hand to cover her mouth. Preventing herself from screaming. I hold that pinch for around 10 seconds before eventually released it. She rested her body against the door to prevent herself from falling.
“Fuck . . .” She said while trying to control her breath.
I let her rest for a couple seconds more. Before Gently grabbing that nipple again. Slowly playing with it. She moaned as I did this. I think it’s still hurt her a little. But I want her to understand that I won’t hesitate to do it again if she didn’t make me happy, soon.
“I want to hear your apology one more time Chyntia. Properly this time . Don’t make me hurt you more than I have to ”
I start to lean forward and kiss her shoulder. My fingers started to tightened around her nipple again. What they’d do next will be depended on her answer.
She slowly took a deep breath.I think She knew what should she say to make me happy.
“I’m sorry Daddy . . . I’ll make it up to you. . . . I promise”
I’m sure she will. . . .But we’ll see.
“Good girl ”
That was the last thing I said to her before pushing the door opened and pushed her inside.
(My break time is over. I probably will continue this next time)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/evim62/mf_she_ants_me_to_play_as_a_daddy_dom_for_her_and