[Str8] [Mf] [MDom]
This was a request from a friend.
Little Bug, Part 1
Amanda sat on the bench, legs pressed together, squirming with nervous anticipation at the thought of the meeting she was about to have. As she wiggled with barely suppressed excitement she felt her pussy tingle with the movement of her thighs pressing together. She was so excited and nervous that she knew she was making an absolute mess of her underwear, such as it was. He had told her to wear a thong, and she had of course obeyed, so now here she was, sitting on a bench in the park by her office, dripping wet, waiting for the man she had only known online to finally present himself to her in person. She had on the black, stretchy office pants for her professional office job in accounting, but didn’t mind as they really showed off her large, round ass. As instructed, she had worn open-toed shoes to show off her fresh pedicure, and a slightly too-small top, stretched very tight and showing off her perky, lactating breasts as well as her cute tummy. She had made sure her make-up was perfect, large, innocent-looking eyes were sparkling, and her lips looked so inviting she wanted to kiss herself. But still, she wasn’t certain he would approve.
He’d seen plenty of her online, but never in person. What if he was disappointed? What if she was too big in real life? Or not cute enough? What if he couldn’t see her as the little she was because she was also a mother! He had, of course, reassured her about all of these things, but that was talk and this was the real thing. Omg! She just realized, all over again, for the 1000th time, that she was about to cheat on her husband! What was she doing? Why was she sitting on a bench in a park, waiting for a stranger from out of town who may or may not show up, and if he did, what did she expect to happen? Was she really going to cheat? She didn’t know. All she knew was that he had told her to be on that bench during her lunch break because he was coming into town and wanted to see her. And so there she was. She knew she was being bad. Awful! She was so dirty! How could anyone want someone who was so untrustworthy? She deserved to be punished for being such a bad little girl. But then, if she hadn’t shown up she would have been disobeying him and that would make her just as bad, right? Either way, no matter how she looked at it, she was a dirty little slut who had allowed herself to become attracted to another man and now was paying the price. One way or another she was going to be punished, and the thought made her even wetter. She realized that if she hadn’t been wearing black pants, a huge wet spot would be visible to everyone who saw her walking around. As it was, she was sure there’d be a small puddle left on the bench when she stood up. She’d never been this worked up before.
As she waited for him, she thought back to how they first met. He had been just another subscriber for a bit, but after they had started chatting, they both realized there was a much deeper connection than normal for both of them. Amanda was a natural born Little and a maso. She loved to be punished, shown her place, but also to be led around by a strong, warm hand that understood that Littles like her were angels who deserved to be pampered and spoiled…until they acted up, got too full of themselves, and needed to be reminded where their place was. She wasn’t looking for someone to just constantly hurt and belittle her. She needed someone sweet, someone kind, but someone firm who would tell her what to do and who would also punish her when she didn’t do it properly. She had found all of this in the man and he had found what he was looking for in her. Someone to spoil and care for and dominate all in one. They had exchanged pictures and stories and even video chatted once or twice when their spouses weren’t around. She remembered cumming so hard she could barely stand it after one of those sessions with him. And now here she was, still following his orders, and sitting in a puddle of her own dripping lust while she waited for him to arrive.
Amanda knew what to look for. She’d seen plenty of pictures and videos. A fairly tall man, short, neatly trimmed brown hair, neatly trimmed red beard now streaked with some white, bright blue eyes and a sensuous mouth that smiled easily, but also grew taut and firm with anger when she didn’t obey quickly enough. He had a dad bod that looked like it knew the inside of the gym, but also didn’t say no to a 4th slice of pizza. He said that he’d be wearing jeans and a button shirt, untucked, and halfway unbuttoned, with the sleeves rolled halfway up. She was scanning the park when suddenly he came around a corner and up the path and there he was. As soon as he made eye contact with her he split into a huge grin and so did she. She stood up, but remembered that he had told her to remain seated and quickly sat back down. It squished slightly from her wetness when she did and she blushed at her own dirty, shameful evidence of how slutty she really was. She quickly recovered though and smiled up at him again as he walked right up to her and looked down at her pretty face. She couldn’t smile any more or be any more excited. He was here! She was a good girl! She had done the right thing obeying him.
“Hi there, little bug, you look so beautiful”, he said gently to her as he stood over her, staring into her eyes. “It’s been too long.” He then reached out with his left hand and gently cupped her chin and cheek and leaned down. She shivered with anticipation, closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly. The kiss was warm and soft, but very brief and over much too quickly for her liking. She opened her eyes just in time to see his right hand flying towards her face and she felt the sting of the swat at the same time she heard the loud SMACK as his hand cracked into her cheek, stinging and bringing tears to her eyes.
“I thought I told you to remain seated,” he growled sternly. “Can’t you even do the most basic, simple things correctly? What kind of dumb, eager slut do you have to be to get sitting down wrong?” Her eyes filled with tears as she sat on the bench, face burning where he had struck her, in full view of the rest of the park, and she felt her wetness grow even more, to her eternal shame. “Stand up!” he barked at her and she quickly did so. At his signal she took a few steps forward and then stopped. He began to slowly walk around her, inspecting her like a piece of meat, in public, like she was just on display for his inspection. She could barely stand it and had to work hard to suppress a little smile. She didn’t want to seem like she was enjoying this. He might stop! He took his time, walking slowly in circles around her, first this way, and then the other. She felt his hands come down and spank her ass, once, twice, HARD. She yelped and he chuckled. Then she felt him come up behind her while she stood there in the park. She felt his hands reach around her waist and start to play with her belly. They grabbed and fondled it, lifting it and letting it drop. Then they wandered up and cupped her full breasts. She hadn’t pumped because she was waiting for him, so they were full, almost sore. As he played with them they began to leak even more than they had been and she knew that her pads would never contain it all. Sure enough, as she stood there she could feel two wet spots start to form on her shirt, which wasn’t black like her pants and showed everything.
Amanda couldn’t help herself, she moaned and pushed her ass back into his crotch, feeling his hard cock pressed into her check and groaning at the thought of his fucking her relentlessly later. She hoped she could earn it. He bent down and kissed her neck, then gave her shoulder a little nibble. Oh god – what if he left marks?! Her husband would definitely know then, but she couldn’t tell the man no! She wasn’t sure what to do next, but he spun her around, took one hand and shoved it behind her hand, all twisted up in her hair, and grabbed tight, pulling her head back with a yank. As she looked up at him, scared of this sudden change, he slapped her again, right across the face!
“You little slut! I didn’t think baby girls were supposed to be that slutty! I thought you were a little angel! A princess! And here you are, grinding away on my hard cock like you were some kind of whore! Is that what you are? A whore? Is that how I should be treating you? I was going to take you to get milkshakes, but now I think something else is in order. You aren’t a princess! You don’t deserve milkshakes, do you? DO YOU??” and he slapped her again as he asked her.
“No! I don’t deserve milkshakes!” she cried, sobbing with the shame of being such a dumb whore when she was supposed to be a little baby girl. She was still crying when he grabbed her by the arm and started walking her away from the park.
“Come on,” he said as he pulled her along, “it’s best to get punishments over with quickly.”
They walked together for a short while, her vision blurred with tears, until they entered the parking lot by her office. They walked up to a large, black SUV and he unlocked and opened the back door and told her to get inside. She climbed in and he followed her and closed the door behind them. They were both sitting on a large leather bench seat in the back of the SUV. The captain’s chairs that were normally in the back had been folded up and out of the way, leaving a large area in the back. He pushed her back onto the seat roughly and looked her in the eye. She gulped.
“This is a punishment, baby girl” he said menacingly, “you are not allowed to cum until I tell you to. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy” she replied, and tried to look her most obedient for him. She wasn’t ready for what he had in store though. He very gently knelt in front of her and lifted her shirt out of the way, and then up over her head and off. It was around this time that Amanda realized the windows were not tinted in any way and anyone walking by would be at the perfect height to see everything happening in the vehicle. Her nipples went hard instantly at the thought and she started leaking milk from her breasts. He reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, removing it gently and watching a trickle of milk start to slide down her breast before licking it up. Then he slid her pants off her, over her full ass and down her thick, soft thighs. She wanted to wiggle a bit to help him but was glad she didn’t, because when they got a little stuck he got forceful and yanked them off, almost pulling her off the couch and her crotch right near his face. He responded by flinging her pants and thong behind him and grabbing her ass with both hands and pulling her pussy right to his face. Before he started he paused.
“Remember, this is a punishment. No cumming.”
And with that he began to explore her pussy with his tongue. Every fold, every slippery crevice, he tasted them. Gently, slowly at first, but once he found the little nub of her clit, he began to tongue it rhythmically, getting faster and faster as he did, until he reached a steady tempo and began to just flick it over her clit at a quick pace. It felt like a sex machine, just the right stimulation and the perfect steady rhythm. She gave herself over to the pleasure and almost forgot his warning. This was a punishment! She couldn’t allow herself to cum. She was determined to be a good little girl for her Big Daddy, but he was so good with his tongue, she wasn’t sure how long she was going to last. He kept licking her and she was doing pretty well following his orders when she felt two of his fingers penetrate her soaking wet pussy and curl up to find her rough G-spot. Oh fuck! What was she going to do now??? His thick fingers started to slide in and out of her, hitting her G-spot with every thrust, timed perfectly to when his tongue slashed against her clit. And then he got faster. Hands and tongue, thrashing in unison on her pussy which had been leaking and shivering all day in anticipation, were too much to handle. She exploded, screaming as she did so.
“OOOOOHHHHH FFFFFUUUUUUCCCKKKK!!!” she bellowed, contracting her pussy muscles and blasting a huge squirt of juices all over his face and hands. She couldn’t help it. Over and over she screamed and over and over she gushed huge splashes all over him. He didn’t stop. Splash after splash on his face and it never left her clit, while his hands punished pussy with an onslaught of pleasure. She writhed and moaned and squirmed and tried to get away from the waves of orgasm that threatened to knock her out with pure bliss, but whichever way she squirmed, there he was, tongue and fingers just blasting away at her. She lost count of how many times she came and how much of her juices had been squirted on him all over the interior of the car. The windows were steaming and the whole car smelled like her pussy, but still he continued and still she came. Over and over, until her eyes rolled back into her head and her tongue hung out the side of her mouth and she went limp, unable to handle the punishing line of orgasms he was forcing upon her. This was the punishment! Making her cum so much she couldn’t think straight!
Then, like a switch had been flipped, it stopped. She didn’t realize it had stopped for a few moments, and then she quickly opened her eyes and sat up. He was kneeling in between her thicc thighs and looking down at her with a stern expression. As she sat up he slapped her, harder than before.
“I told you not to cum, you stupid bitch! Goddamn it, Little bug! Don’t you love your Daddy? Why must you disobey? Why do you have to make me angry?” And with that he grabbed her by the hair at the back of her head and hauled her towards him. He laid back on the bench this time, thick cock hard and sticking out straight from him. He opened his legs and pulled her closer to his jumping cock where she could see a stream of precum glistening. Then, hand still wound tightly in her hair at the back of her head, he said, “Open your slutty mouth, little bug” and with that he forced her face onto his cock and shoved it deep into the back of her throat.
Then he was fucking her throat from below. He lay on his back on the bench, legs spread and she kneeled in front of him, choking on his thick cock as he forced her head down as he thrust his ass up, forcing the cock deep down her throat and making her gag all over it. There was spit and gagging all over his cock and balls and she couldn’t help but moan as he face fucked her with violent passion.
“This is what dumb little sluts get for acting like whores!” he yelled, thrusting his cock down her throat while tears sprang into her eyes and she just knew her mascara was running down her face like some goddamn slut who couldn’t control herself. Amanda was in heaven. This was a man who knew how to put her in her place and give her what she really needed. She took her punishment like a good girl and he recognized that. With a smile and a kiss, he eventually stopped fucking her face and made her kneel on the bench, looking out the back window while he mounted her from behind.
Oh GOD, this is what she had been waiting for. His cock inside of her. The two of them connecting in the deepest, purest way possible. His hands grabbed her ample hips and pulled them back roughly as she felt the burning pole of his cock stab between the soaking wet folds of her pussy. All the way in he pushed it, until his balls slapped into her ass and he bottomed out inside of her. Amanda couldn’t help it. She came. She came all over his glorious cock. And he didn’t seem to mind. She had taken her punishment like a good little girl and now he was rewarding her for doing so. In and out his cock thrust, slowly at first like his tongue had done but quickly building to a fast, steady rhythm that threatened to pummel her into submission. He was fucking her so hard and fast that everything on her was jiggling and flopping around. She lost herself to the forceful fucking, letting him take over and own her body.
That was it! He owned her. All of her. She might be married, but this was his body now. Nobody made her cum like this, she was insatiable, craving him. His cock, his tongue, his fingers, but most of all his self. She needed his strength and gentleness, his sweetness and his wisdom. She knew she could give all of herself to this man and be safe and taken care of and satisfied for the rest of her life. He would take charge and tell her what to do. He’d take care of it all, and all she had to do was what he said. Of course she knew that she wouldn’t obey perfectly. That was just who she was. Under the sweet Little she was still a maso who needed to be punished and put in her place, and he knew that. He knew she would deliberately disobey at times, and other times her natural cluelessness would get her in trouble like it always did. She was a dumb slut, after all. And she would be punished. But now she knew that if she took that punishment like the naughty little whore she was, that he would once again treat her like the little baby princess they both knew she could be.
Amanda realized all this while screaming in passion as he left bright red handprints on her ass cheeks to match the ones on her face. He spanked her hard and her ass shook and she felt the sting and the spreading warmth while his cock continued its assault on her beat up pussy. She could see people walking by the SUV stopping because of the rocking and shaking and screaming coming from within. She even saw a couple of them take out their phones and get some pics of her, bent over a back seat and being spanked and fucked within an inch of her life while she knew her face must be an absolute mess. It just turned her on more. This was the life she wanted!
And then like all good things it had to come to an end. She felt his blast of cum fire deep inside of her and she responded with a flooding orgasm that washed over his cock and flooded the inside of the SUV. And then he pulled out and told her to turn around. He wiped his cum and pussy-stained cock off on her face and hair and tucked it back away. He then dressed her gently and carefully, making sure everything looked good. Everything but her face. Her mascara had run, she had handprints on each cheek, she was flushed, and had cum on her face and hair. He took her face in his hands and looked her deep in the eyes, smiled and kissed her passionately.
“I love you, little bug,” he whispered gently, and then opened the car door and helped her get out. She heard a few gasps from the people who saw her, but she couldn’t have cared less. This was what he wanted and so it was what she wanted too. He kissed her again and said that he would see her later that night. Then he got into the driver’s seat of the truck and drove off.
She was still standing there, outside her office, stunned, when she realized that she was going back into the office looking like she had just been hate-fucked. What was everyone going to say? What was she going to do? What was going to happen to her? And what did he mean, he was going to see her later? Where? When? Tonight? She was so confused, but just then her phone went off. She checked the texts and it said:
“Don’t worry, my little bug. I’ve got you. I’ll take care of everything. There’s a bag behind the bush to your left with a new outfit and some supplies to clean up with before you go back inside. Don’t you worry. You don’t ever have to worry again. I’ll take care of everything. Especially you. Daddy always takes care of his baby girl.”
She turned around, found the bag, and with a smile on her ruined face, she started to head back to the office.
End of part 1.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/ogg7m1/little_bug_sub_1