Home from Work

Hello! This is a story my Dom and I worked on. There are two authors, hence two points of view. He’s in bold, and I’m italics. We hope you enjoy reading it as much as we did writing it!

*I had just about had it. It’s been so long, and you haven’t come back, and I just can’t wait anymore. I go to the room, close the door, and with a vague feeling of guilt on my mind, strip and start playing with myself.*

**I get home from a long day of work. I’m tired and frustrated with the repeated failures in the lab. I look forward to seeing my baby girl, knowing you’ll brighten my day…and yet you’re nowhere to be seen. I start walking up the stairs to our bedroom seeing the light from underneath. I hear you moaning from within. There’s a pang of disappointment in my chest. Your misbehaviour days before lost you the privilege of orgasm. I throw open the door to see you completely naked, toying you nipples with one hand and knuckle deep in your hole with the other. I stare down at you disapprovingly.**

*I try my best to invoke a smile and summon the audacity to say “Hey Daddy, what’s up?” And I know, god I know that I had no right to touch your property. But it just makes it so much more delicious.*

*The look in your eyes makes me smile even more and I let out a laugh. It appears I’m in big trouble. But what will you do about it?*

**I can’t help but feel excited by your insolence. You can’t help but give me excuse to punish you. I stare into your eyes as I walk calmly toward you. As I reach you I grip your jaw firmly and kiss you deeply. I feel your confusion at first but it quickly dissolves as we kiss more, sometimes nibbling each other’s lips other times letting our tongues dart into each other’s mouths. I finally move back, my hand still tight on your jaw. I slap you hard across the face, dropping you to the bed. Before you have time to recover I grab your hips and roll you so you’re face down, legs hanging over the side. Your bare ass ready for the punishment you’ve brought on yourself. I lean over and grip your throat, without breaking contact I say, “What a lovely little ass. I’m going to enjoy painting it black and blue, baby. Is this what you wanted?”**

**You moan defiantly, shaking your ass as if to taunt me. I slap your ass, the bright smack making me smile. You bite your lip to stifle the yelp. I slap again, this time a bit harder. All that escapes is a soft moan. “I guess my slut needs more severe punishment.”**

**I grab you by the hands and pull you up the bed to the posts. Times like this make me glad I leave ropes on either side. I tie each hand and spread your legs. The sight of your sopping went slit twitches my cock, “you twisted slut. The more I beat you the wetter you get,” you look back and say, “maybe you need help taming me Daddy…”**

**Without a word I leave the bed and go to my toy trunk. I open it to reveal several tools for torturing unruly brats such as yourself. “You think you can take so much don’t you little kitten. Let’s see how much you can really take with…the flogger? The paddle?”**

*I smile devilishly. This, this moment, is exactly what I wanted. I want you to beat me, to fuck me until I beg you to stop. You slap my face. “You find this funny, huh, little girl? Well then, guess we’re going to have to try out the three. I can’t choose, cause you’ve been so bad you need a real punishment.“*

*I lose the smile. Oops, I might have crossed a line there. I gulp and try to wiggle my way out of the ropes, but I only end up hurting myself with the rough ties. I’m in big trouble, my Dom is angry and disappointed at me for disobeying him, and I’m not going to be able to sit for a week, but I still find a way to be incredibly wet. I amaze myself. I watch in apprehension as your hand hovers over the torture instruments laid out on the night table. Which one will you choose? I’m completely powerless, at your mercy, and somehow that feeling is so exciting and exhilarating.*

**I see you begin to struggle, the realization of the trouble you’re in clearly painting your face in that exquisite combination of fear and arousal. Beneath you the sheets are beginning to stain with your dripping cunt. I first pick up the paddle, tapping it against my open palm as I walk calmly toward you. My sadistic heart beats faster as I see you squirm and tug against the ropes harder.**

**”We’ll see how bratty you’ll be after this little baby.”**

**I drag the edge of the paddle softly against your leg as I move closer to the perfect position between your legs. You begin to moan and whimper in anticipation. “Keep quiet baby, or I will give you something to whine about.” You bite your lip to stifle the noise. As I bring the paddle up you squirm harder than ever, bracing yourself for the coming blow. I grip your calf hard and bring the paddle down. Your teeth clench and you give out a cry…and the paddle stops just above your ass. I tap you softly and laugh. “Hmm…maybe a paddle isn’t the best one to use yet…”**

*I’m safe for now. I let out the inspiration I’d held in my lungs, preparing for the pain. The relief is short lived though, as I see you eyeing the different tools, much scarier than a simple paddle.*

*But you stop for something simpler, unexpected. I can’t see you, but I can hear your unbuckle your belt. I swallow my saliva and close my eyes, excited but terrified. The belt has to be the most painful tool you’ve used on me so far. The sting of the leather on my soft, tender skin, often makes me cry tears of pain.*

*Somehow though, I know it’s gonna be worth it, because for my brattiness, I’ll get rewarded with your cock inside me. And that’s worth 100 belt lashes.*

**I see the rhythm of your body’s movements change at the sound of the buckle and the sliding of my belt from its loops. You bury your face into the pillow, more than likely biting it in preparation. I grip both ends of the belt and snap it loudly. You jump. I find my place again between your legs. You feel the roughness of my jeans as I use my knees to spread your legs further apart. I place the loop of the folded belt against your pussy, your hips start rocking as you rub yourself against its leather. I watch you move with a smile on my face, “hungry, slutty baby. So desperate for pleasure.”**

**I grip your left cheek firmly, massaging the skin with my thumb, preparing it for what’s to come. Then the other, working the tissue more and more. You’re focused on the sensual pleasure of my massaging and the roughness of the leather as you work your hole against it. So focused you miss the quick removal of the belt and whistle of wind doesn’t give you sufficient warning to brace. The sting of leather against your skin makes you gasp and groan in pain through the pillow in your teeth. Urged on I lash you again, adding to the single red welt on your right cheek, creating a beautiful X that marks the source of your pain and my pleasure. I grip your thigh tightly with my empty hand, digging my claws into you as I shake with excitement, a low growl in my throat. I strike again, painting your right cheek red. Then again, defacing my own property with a sick satisfaction, your left cheek now matching the right. You cry out with constricted throat, “Daddy please…please stop, Da-uuggh-ddy.” I stop, kissing the tenderness of your damaged skin and ask you calmly, “whose fault is this slut?”**

*I’ve always been a stubborn little girl. I don’t like to be told what to do, and most of the time I resist those who try to make me obey them. So, knowing full fucking well that this is gonna cost me dearly, I say calmly: “Yours Daddy, for not allowing me to cum.” I know you would’ve given me permission today, or tomorrow. You never resist long before allowing me to orgasm, because I know you like the sight of it, and you like even more the fact that you are the one who’s driving me crazy.*

**You feel me tense, my kissing stops. I make my way up your body and begin kissing your neck right on that place you love so much. My hand tracing soft lines on your inner thigh. Getting ever closer to your pussy.**

**”You want me to let you cum so bad, to bring you over the edge of that beautiful orgasm,” I press two fingers against the wet opening, not quite hard enough for them to enter you, “and yet you act like such a stubborn little bitch, always pushing me closer and closer to snapping.”**

**I press my fingers into you, fucking your tight hole, the sounds of its wetness are like music matching the sweetness of your moans, “please let me come Daddy, I swear I’ll be a good girl.”**

**I feel you tighten and relax around my fingers as I bring you closer to the edge, “I want to watch you cum baby girl, I want to watch you turn into a cum dumb little whore.”**

**I fuck you faster with my fingers, pressing firmly into your g-spot with each down motion. Your moaning and pleading get louder, “that’s it honey, cum for Daddy, earn his cock.” Your body shakes as you reach the point of no return, losing your mind with the pleasure, the sting of the belt lashes adding to the wonderful mix of sensations as your Daddy finger fucks you to orgasm. And right as you reach the point of no return, your legs squeezing together tightly, his fingers leave in a torturous escape, and the belt comes down three times hard. You twist in ecstasy and agony as the pain sends you over the edge, your entire body shakes as the waves of orgasm roll over you, your cunt vibrating madly as contraction after contraction brings you more and more pleasure. Before you’re able to return I grip your ass and plunge my thick erect cock inside of you, you scream in surprise and pain, still sensitive from the orgasm.**

*As I feel the orgasm roam inside me and rock me as if I were only a twig lost in an exquisite storm, I barely feel the pang of pain that comes along with the three lashes, but I clearly feel you plunging inside me. My eyes roll with pleasure or pain, or a mix of both – I don’t know, and I don’t care. I can only moan and scream my pleasure, powerless, pinned down on the mattress and tied to the bed as you thrust deeper and deeper inside me. I hear your groans and your snarls as your inner wolf frees himself and takes possession of you. “Harder, Daddy! Harder!” I exclaim, lost into the sensations.*

**With my legs to either side of you I press your straight legs into each other, each thrust now rocking into your prone body. Every inch of my cock is buried deep inside of you. I quickly untie your hands, purple rope burns bracelet your wrists, and pin your hands behind your back. I grip your wrists tightly in one hand and grab a fistful of hair in the other. I fuck you roughly, you gasp as each thrust fucks you almost too deeply, driving me further into my primal state. I become more and more animalistic, one minute fucking you with arms pinned and hair pulled, the next I spank your ass with my open palmed hand, squeezing your ass tightly with each contact. I feel myself getting closer, unwilling to let it end just yet I flip you over and take you from the front. Tears are streaking down your face, causing your mascara to run black streaks down your cheeks. I fuck you harder and faster, my hips rotating faster as I pound your tight cunt into submission.**

**”You’re mine, you filthy fucking cunt. You belong to me. I’ll breed you as my bitch, your pussy is for my cum and nothing else.” You arch your back and cry out as another orgasm begins to take you. Seeing you powerless and at my will sends me over the edge and my cock pulses out streams of cum deep into your wet pussy, filling you with everything I have. I hug you tightly, my hard thrusts pumping the cum deep inside of you. You squeeze me back, your legs holding my hips into you. We moan and growl in unison, our desperate pants for breath in perfect sync. I hug you tightly, “you’re mine baby girl. I own every part of you.”**

**You purr in response, nuzzling your face into my neck, nibbling between kisses. I breath in deep, tensing my entire body, squeezing your firmly until a small, “Daddy?” I release, breathing out, relaxing into my lovely baby girls comfortable body. I keep squeezing you, though much gentler this time. I look into your eyes, “who do you belong to?” You meet my eyes. Your strength, evident in that steady gaze, fills my primal heart with pride. I have dominated the strong. I have earned the submission of a baby girl fiercer than most alphas. “I belong to you Daddy.”**

**Before the words have left your mouth I kiss you deeply, passionately. My cock, still inside you, is pushed deeper. I break contact, grip you tight, and roll us over so that you’re laying on my chest. I begin stroking your hair and tracing patterns across your skin as if my fingertips can drain the tension and heal the wounds. “Owning you is a pleasure little baby, you’ve earned your place at my side.”**

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