So this is the time I was cucked… Is that the right word? I don’t even know anymore. Anyways, that’s not importnat. Last night I got teased, denied and I wimpered so bad, but I am still buzzing and flowing from it. It’s a long one, so grab a drink, and come enjoy my very eventful last night.
some backstory, me and my Daddy have been talking about inviting another person into our little play sessions. I’ve expressed the interest mainly and he’s always brushed it off. that was until yesterday.
In the morning, I made Daddy coffee like I always do. I gave it to him at his desk and asked him what he was doing today. He said the usual and thanked me for the coffee. I smiled and started to go do my chores for the house as I usually do. Before I left however, he whistled to me. “before you go, I want you to wear your little strapless dress tonight.” he said with a sip.
“My… dress? Are we going out?” I asked, puzzled, but excited.
“What? No. Somewhat. I’ve found a girl online. I’ve invited her over” he said.
“A… a girl?” he asked, a little more puzzled than excited. “what does–”
Before I could finish my sentence, Daddy waved me down. “You’ve always been on about inviting someone over to our little play sessions. I thought you’d be happy for her.”
“No, I am. I just didn’t know at first.” He said with some more energy now that I was fully aware. “Is she cute?”
He simply took another sip and nodded. “Very. You’ll love her. Which is why I want you to make a good impression on her. She’s all safe and good. It’ll be fun.” He put his cup down and continued with work.
I stood there, smiling like an aboslute dummy for what felt like ages. I finally snapped to reality and go on with my chores. I was so excited for her. I asked Daddy so many questions, desperately pawing for more information. All I knew before hand was that she was cute, and adventerous. Sounds promising?
That night, I got read. Clitty: Caged (As usual) I was given the extra small one tonight and it was a bit tight. I did ask why, and he said it was for a more gentlier appearance. Hard to argue with that. Make up: Set. Matching bra and panties: you bet! Little black dress: rocking! I was so excited I could barely keep myself together. It wasn’t until Daddy held me and told me to stay I really calmed down.
And then, the door bell went. I looked at the door, suddenly a lot more nervous and anxious. Good nervous and anxious, like when you go shopping, or are taken to Disneyland. Frozen until I felt a hard smack on the ass which pushed me forwards. “Go on then, let her in. I bet she’s freezing.” I rushed to open to open the door.
She was very beautiful. I looked like a toe next to her because of house stunning she was. She entered with a smile and a gentle brush of the feet. As she walked past, I caught her perfume and it was wonderful. She clearly came prepared and was ready. I helped her take her boots and jacket. Daddy gave her a tour of the place and I lagged behind offering refreshments.
I was told to go wait in the bedroom. As I walked, I heard her laugh. It was very harmonic I have to be honest. I stood where I usually stand when waiting for daddy. Up against his desk opposite the bed. I was so fidgity, I could barely keep still. I did my breath exercises and traced my fingers on his desk to form a heart to relax myself. It wasn’t long till they both came in.
They smiled and Daddy sat at the end of the bed, looking at both of us. I didn’t realise at first… probably because she was wearing boots when she walked in, but she was a fair bit taller than me. Regardless, she stood next to me and smiled. We properly introduced and she commended my dress. I was so embarissed giddy, I tried to compliment her but it came out all wrong. Daddy corrected me.
She then opened up to Daddy and asked if we should “start”. He gave a swift nod and leaned further back. She turned to face me and we both giggled. She did a couple of breaths and asked me if I was ready. Bouncing with nerves, I answered yes.
We kissed. And yes, it was beautiful. Don’t get me wrong, I am still Daddy’s special little gurl, but this just felt different. She was strong and controlling in all the right ways, but it was completely different from all the other girls I have kissed. It was perfumy, it was fragrent, soft and gentle on the lips. In a strange way, I found myself pulled in more and more. Perhaps it’s because it’s different.
We kissed for what felt like a long time. I pulled back a couple of times to check on Daddy, to see whether or not he approved, he liked, and to know I was doing a good job. He was pleased. She brushed my hair past my ear and it gave shivvers down my spine. The longer we kissed, she was became more controlling of the situation. She would rock my head back, pulling at my hair causing me to gasp, which allowed her to push her tongue inside me, teasing and taunting.
At the time, this felt like playful light Domme/Sub play, something I’m used to. I would raise my hand to stroke her hair, or attempt to brush it past her ear, but she was very committed into keeping me in place. After a few minutes, she pulled out, smiled at me and then smilled at Daddy.
“So then, Daddy” She started, “Anything there please you?” She stood next to me, coy smiled and proud. I was a little shocked at first, but It was best to play along with it I felt. After all, If I’m honest, I was deeply enjoying it and excited to know what came next.
“How about you both kneel down, continue with what feels natural.” He said with a smirk.
“Of course.” she replied.
She then brought me down to my knees and she kneels before me. She returned to kissing, but this time she was alot more controlling. She started to pull at my dress to reveal my tits. She smiled and started pawing at the bra and kissing tentatively. I was heaving in my cage, I cannot express how tighter it felt. Eventually, she pulled it all the way down. I gasped at the shock and the speed of it all. There I was, kneeling before this effectively strange woman in my bra and panties. She reached down between my thighs and found my clit. She gave it a shake and smiled as I blushed.
Before I could really protest, I found her tongue in my mouth again. She was after something. She moaned, and I moaned. I gave a peak to see Daddy who was resting against the bed, stroking himself through he jeans. I tried to pull away to get him involved, but she didn’t have any of it.
“Such a antsy little thing you are.” she purred into my ear. Once again, I blushed. “Just relax. He’s happy with what he sees. Just enjoy the ride”. I took a deep breath and nodded. “Good.” she whispered.
She then stood up and pulled away the dress that was around my ankles. My hands were fidgity, but I remained composed. She turned to face Daddy, and started to take off her clothes till she too was just in her bra and panties. She wiggled her booty for a few seconds into my face before finally pressing it into my face and laughing as she did so. Again, I was shocked, but very much enjoying it.
She grinded her ass in my face, moaning sweetly. Before finally turning around, leaning over me and grabbing my mouth. This was like a light switch. Where she was controlling but somewhat submissive and gentle, here she was all controlling, all domme. She pinched my cheeks together with one hand leaving my mouth open.
“Stick out that tongue. Do it. Do it now!” I did without hesitation. She spat on my tongue and squeezed tight. “Don’t you dare close that mouth. Don’t you dare swallow till I tell you to. Understand?” She barked. I gave a very futile nod.
She let go and I sat there, looking at her with my tongue out, starting to drool like a dummy. She turned back to face Daddy, took off her bra and lowered her panties thrusting her asshole into my face. “Lick it little bitch!” she yelled. I raised my hands up to press onto her cheeks for support and to spread, but she didn’t care for that.
“Hands by your side!” she ordered, pressing her ass deeper into my mouth. I obliged. And then, in the softest voice, “How’s the view, Daddy?” I couldn’t see, but I heard footsteps coming towards us. I heard soft moaning as he approached her, followed by the sound of kissing and giggling. “I love it!” he said allowed. I moaned.
She then grinded her ass on my face for what felt like a long time. Only pulling off to allow me to breathe and for her to spit on my face. At one point, she grabbed my cheeks together and said “Such a good ass slut, aren’t you?” She forced me to nod my head. Mocking my voice, she added “I want more mistress.” before laughing and sitting on my face again.
While she was grinding her ass, I felt Daddy walk around to me. At first, I didn’t really acknowledge what was happening. He was moving my feet together and my hands together, but it wasn’t until he walked away I realised that he cuffed them together with the desk leg between the link and my body.
she then pulled off my face rather quickly, and I leaned forwards. Breathy, I looked at them. They stood together, sadistically smiling at me. She gave a slight wave and wink. I looked behind me and I was indeed trapped. My legs were on the floor, shackled together around the horizontal leg bar of the desk, with my hands wrapped tight around the desk leg. I was very restricted.
I looked back at them, but then I saw an all to familar sight coming towards me. My ball gag. Before I could do anything, it was pressed deep into my mouth pushing my head back. I moaned so pathetically.
“Wait. Stop.” She protested. Daddy turned to look at her. “What’s the matter?” he asked. With a little think, she smiled and started to walk forwards. “Missing one thing. Mind if you take the gag out?”
He removed it from my mouth and I gasped. She then for the last time pinched my cheeks and spat onto my face. Not directly into my mouth, but straight up onto my face. She then rubbed her pussy for a bit and rubbed it on my face before sticking her fingers far into my mouth causing me to gag. After what felt like a really long time, she pulled them out and rubbed all the juices together on my face. The moment she pulled her hand off, the gag was latched in my mouth hole and locked tight. She cleaned her hand on my hair.
I looked at them for a bit, rushed with deep humiliation as they both smiled and laughed at me. “So pathetic!” she chuckled. “I know.” Daddy responded. “oh look, she’s leaking.” She said pointing at my panties. I winced and tried to close my legs. They both laughed.
I then saw Daddy pick up one of his lifting weights from the floor and tie some of our bondage rope around it. Putting it on the floor, I felt the rope snake it’s way across the desk and tight onto my gag pulling tight so I couldn’t look down, just straight at the bed. No looking away, no getting out of the sight.
He then clapped his hands and he then took her to the bed where they had passionate, loving sex for what felt like hours. I could do nothing but sit and watch. Whimper and moan. Leak and squirm. Sometimes I would moan when she moans and I would be told, very swiftly, to “shut up” by Daddy.
After a long while, they both came and she looked far to pleased and satisfied. She rolled around in the bed for a bit, giggling and glowing. Daddy came over to me, cock directly in my face. It was wet from her juices. I started whimpering. “You wanna suck it, right?” I gave a very pathetic whimper in want. “Aww. Poor baby.” I heard him say.
He then leaned down, and untied my wrists and ankles and the rope from the weight. He pressed he against the floor and gave my ass a hard slap before ripping off my panties, which were very wet. “Bad girl.” he whispered into my pressed head. He then undid the gag from my mouth, and allowed me a full breath of air before I had my panties shoved into them. He held my face before whispering, “you sleep outside and on the floor tonight. Go on, wash your face and get to bed. The panties should stay in your mouth till the morning.” I whimpered and moaned in protest. He then finally grabbed my face and said, “She takes her coffee with a pinch of milk and one sugar. So you know for the morning.” before scooting me out the door like some told off puppy. I heard more giggling from inside.
After that, I did what I was told. Washed up, and curled up not able to stop thinking about what happened, and wanting to relive it very much again.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/izunht/i_got_invited_to_a_threesome_only_to_be_teased