A Prologue to something I’m starting, maybe. ?♡
It was the coldest day so far this autumn, just happened to also be her birthday, only the fourth day into this crisp November. I warned her, this day of hers wouldn’t be like what she was used to… and ilas if her self little mind was reading my thoughts her nipples got a bit more perky and she opened her deep chestnut eyes to greet both me and the morning. “Oh, it’s chilly this morning” she spoke with a quiver in her voice; “Yes, baby girl.” I responded a bit raspy, as she hugged her soft body into mine. She fit with her head buried into my chest like a puzzle piece, flawless perfection. She always has a way of reminding me of being a child, so carefree. Every part of her like a drug from me as I breathe in the smell of her hair, so intoxicating, and I just cannot stop this urge of breathing her in. Her gentle shivers make me chuckle as she wraps her short, curvy legs around me and digs her ice cold toes into my calves. She loved when I wrapped my arms around her, protecting her, as she would say; she was a big fan of squeezing her little hands around my biceps in admiration, and she thinks I don’t notice the soft kisses she makes sure she leaves on them before sneaking out of my bed when reality calls her back. It was always refreshing for me to feel her body intertwined with mine and like that she laid deeper into my chest, I could feel her breaths become more shallow and a soft sweet hum escape her lips to let me know she was safe in her, I’m sure devious, dreams. I laid there watching the rise and fall of her softly tanned back side and my fingers couldn’t help but lightly trace her scattered freckles; pressing a bit deeper into her dimples when I found them.
My lips begged to gently cherish her soft shoulder as I slowly rolled her back onto her pillow. I kissed her soft cheek and brushed the curls from her face, I didn’t want to leave her… with her soft, perfectly plump cheeks leading down to her beautiful neck and fully blossomed bossum still rising and falling with the sweetest effort… her naked splendor spread for me… the awe of her full hips and glorious womanhood that held it’s own superior powers over me but, enough, I had to leave if today was going to be her dreams… come true. And it has to be.
I had a few things left to set up to make things as perfect as her imagination, one of my favourite playgrounds. Ropes in her favourite colors, the dark, cold cellar of my private play place I’ve been creating for her, right below her sleepy coos and she had not a single clue… but today, she would. The dungeon like set up with her favourite spanking bench and a new cross I made with chains to kiss her beautiful wrists and shackle her ankles as I flog and cane her beautiful plump ass. Thinking about sinking my teeth in as she pulls against those chains and quivers after both their cold, hard metal and her yearning for me to fulfill her ever need. My imagination soaring off into a wonderland as if I were watching her tense up waiting for my touch to return in a new awaiting place. She will be thrilled and I will enjoy her body until she is too tired to go on… exactly what she’s wished from me, my naughty little slut. Thinking about her dirty fantasies gave rise to all the things I’m now seeing around me, the stockade from usual nightmares will be such a wonderous happy place for her delight, or mine… and her screams. And as loud as she can, that vixen has a set of lungs I cannot wait to make gasp for air and her precious throat not able to tremble a single sound. I can see her expressive little hands wriggling in the wrist locks, searching for anything to just hold on too… and without it her jaw dropping and releasing the sweetest screams of pure, unparalleled pleasure. I’d find myself completely raptured in as her cum drips onto the floor and I completely fill her spectacular depths; forcing her screams to equally vast depths. Tonight… my princess will feel all I have to give to her and I’m going to enjoy the hell out of everything I’m going to take from her.
Things would have to go off like clockwork, she knows I’m meticulous, I hope she isn’t late, as I glance down at the watch on my wrist. At this point I was tapping my foot with the utmost impatience, “It’s 10 o’clock Genevieve…” I caught myself whispering out loud. I shouldn’t be so surprised this is the girl that was late to her own graduation, as valedictorian… I was perched on her favourite beach tucked back with a bit of light brush, a very short walk from my place, but I drove… keeping her on her toes. It was silent, except the random howls of the wind and crashing of the waves on the shore… I found myself drifting off with thoughts of watching her twirl in this very sand. Watching her toes spin, wrapped in the soft white grit as a smile filled her being and she spun out into a ball of laughter. Scooping her up over my shoulder and hearing her squeal with glee as I smack her bottom and go plunging into the summer waves. Her skin was a deep caramel then and her hair still deep brown but kissed with sunlight like fire, almost sparkling and that perfect smile dancing off her lips, it was another glorious day with her like this night would be.
Again I was immersed in thoughts of whisking her curvy silhouette onto my shoulder and taking her to my domain, making her mine again and again; then I could hear a soft voice in the distance. It seemed timid almost whispering “B…?” I could tell it was her as her gentle tone fluttered into my eardrums, I could also sense her fears… she always hates being alone in the dark. “B? Where are you?” She tried to exclaim with her bratty demeanor, but I could hear a little crack in her usually unwavering tone. She always knew when someone was watching her, one of the many ways she mystified me, her seemingly magical powers of intuition. I could sense her heart start racing as she began the next sentence “B… or…ss…someone…?” Stumbled out of her mouth as she almost lost her footing in her nervousness… my cute, clumsy little girl. “DADDY! I’M SCARED!” Was what she yelled next, almost piercing as my hands sprung from around her and immediately covered her boisterous mouth. She gasped and tried to wriggle away, seeing nothing but my hooded figure towering over her sweet petite little frame. I pulled a scarf from my pocket and began trying to tie it around her face, gagging her pretty mouth. My hand was still helping to soften her attempted screams but she was beginning to get to a very uproarious volume so I spoke very stern and deliberate as I took her hips to throw her over my shoulder. “SHUT YOUR MOUTH YOU LITTLE SLUT.” Of course, she knew it was me from then on, but I could still feel her heart beginning to pound much harder at my demand.
I was several steps closer to my vehicle as I hear a soft exhale and whimper escape from her as I clapped my hand forcibly against her big juicy ass cheek, the scarf now helping to muffle her noises. I was reaching my car as I pulled the back door open, it was a puke green 1972 Dodge Dart… but the rumble always soaked her thick thighs so I didn’t mind the color too much… The metal thumped loudly as I slammed the door shut after laying her ass up onto the seat and tying her arms behind her. I walked around to the driver’s side, watching her the entire time, I could see her little body shifting through the concaved window glass in an effort to find comfort and the vibrant moonlight dancing across her beautiful luscious ass cheeks. I slid myself into my seat and turned the engine over, she roared to life without hesitation and I pulled the steering column down into drive, glancing into my rear view mirror. Her body lightly bouncing backward as I pressed on the pedal and began to pull away from the curb. “Pretty girls like you shouldn’t be alone in the dark at such late hours… might get yourself into some troubles.” I taunted still only looking through my mirror at her sweet, flushed face. “Mm” and some other muffled noises were all I could hear in response, it was making my pants feel a bit more restrictive in my excitement. I was filling with anxiousness as we pulled into my garage and I decided to leave her with one more thought before she would wait for me to pull her from the backseat, almost snickering I spoke into the mirror at her “I hope you know how to be a good girl, or those holes are going to really fucking hurt.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i3fjll/ive_decided_to_take_another_plunge_into_writing_i