We stroll quietly, hand in hand, along the side of the creek enjoying the sounds of the woods around us. Walt and Gatsby are accustomed to our evening walks, noses to the ground exploring everything, but never straying too far.
I steal a side eyed glance at the man beside me, my protector, my love… just a glimpse of his face and my heart beat increases. I’m already glistening with sweat from the hot sun but suddenly I feel 20 degrees hotter. I quickly look away but I’m sure he has heard the change in my breath, he knows what he does to me.
Without hesitation he pins me against a nearby tree and kisses me deeply. The kiss consumes me. The air is stolen from my lungs and I’m lightheaded but I don’t care. I just want more of him. I need more of him. It doesn’t last nearly long enough and before I know what’s happening, he breaks the kiss and pulls away from me. I let out a slight whine. “Boooooo,” I say, with a pouty face.
He smiles and shakes his head. “The sun is setting. We better get you home, little girl, who knows what’s out there just waiting for you in the dark,” he says. “Please,” I say, rolling my eyes. “Like you’d ever let anything get me.”
“You’re right,” he says, kissing my forehead and giving me a playful swat on the ass, making the butterflies in my stomach go crazy. With that, he picks up the bag of collected plants that were dropped and momentarily forgotten, takes me by the hand again and sets out back towards the cabin, Walt and Gatsby trailing close by.
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We climb the 3 steps together but he goes inside ahead of me, letting the screen door close behind him. I pause an extra moment to take in my surroundings and breathe in the fresh mountain air, appreciating that this is my life.
I slip off my shoes and socks and then slowly slide my floral dress down my shoulders, across my breasts, making my nipples harden… I feel it slip over my hips and finally fall to the floor, pooling around my feet. I step out of it and pull the screen door open, reminding myself to come back for the dress later. I won’t need it again until tomorrow. I’d be lying if I tried to pretend I didn’t love Daddy’s rule of not letting me wear clothes inside the cabin. I loved that he loved having access to any part of my body. I craved his touch, I ached for it constantly… and my clothes just got in the way of that.
Once inside I see Walt and Gatsby at their dishes lapping hungrily at the food that’s been given. I see Daddy in the kitchen, preparing his food. I quickly notice a third bowl, my bowl, on the floor as well and I know what’s expected so I don’t miss another beat. I drop to my knees and crawl to my bowl near the other dogs. I toss my hair over one shoulder and don’t hesitate to bend down and eat what’s inside, everything Daddy feeds me is good.
Gatsby finishes his food first and heads to the back door, barking at something out back. Walt isn’t too far behind and Daddy goes to the back door to let them out. I’m still taking my time with my food, feeling the sweat still glistening on my bare skin and enjoying the warmth of the setting sun coming in through the window. I’m leaned down farther now, my face moving down to the bottom of the bowl. My ass is pushed high up in the air, leaving Daddy’s property completely exposed to him. I can hear Daddy walking back into the kitchen to continue making his dinner so I wiggle my ass enthusiastically while I eat, hoping he notices I’m already dripping with need.
I hear his footsteps pause momentarily and just as I’m contemplating looking back at him to see what’s going on, I hear his footsteps coming towards me. I notice the sound of a zipper and jeans falling to the wood floor. It all seems to take mere moments and suddenly he’s right behind me, kneeling. I feel the warmth of his hands on my back; the front of his thighs against the backs of mine. “God, you’re my perfect little bitch,” he growls before twisting his hands in the base of my hair and pulling me back. When my ear is pressed against his lips he whispers, “I fucking love you”.
Without waiting for an answer, he pushes my face back down to the floor. “Stay,” he says in a commanding tone, as if speaking to a dog. My whole body feels like it’s on fire and I’m trembling in anticipation but I try so hard to keep perfectly still.
He wraps his hand around his thick cock and rubs it slowly up and down my pussy, coating himself in my wetness. It takes ever ounce of will power I have to resist the urge to push back against him. I’m desperate to have him inside me. I involuntarily rock back just a centimeter but it’s enough to earn a hard slap across my bare ass. I cry out in surprise, my ass already turning red and stinging. “I said ‘stay,’” he repeats. “Yes, Daddy,” squeaks out of my mouth through gritted teeth.
I’m worried I’ve earned more punishment and that he’ll make me wait even longer for his cock. So I’m relieved and completely lost in ecstasy when I feel his thickness slowly stretching me out. It’s the most delicious sensation that I’ll never tire of. Once his full length is inside me, he keeps me still, letting me adjust and I fight all my desires to once again rock backwards.
Thankfully he doesn’t make me wait long, he’s overcome with almost as much need as I have. He’s trusting into me fully, deeply, over and over again. His hands firmly planted on my hips, his finger tips digging into my skin, sending volts of electricity through me. My face still pressed against the floor all I can do is cry out “Oh, Daddy…. Fuck!…. Yessss, thank you Daddy!” Somehow he’s managing to thrust into me even harder, fucking me relentlessly in all the ways he knows I need. “Tell me what you want, slut,” he growls. My brain is foggy and I can’t think straight but this is an easy question, I was born for this. “Daddy, I want you! All of you! Please can I have your cum Daddy? I need every last drop of your cum, please give it to me Daddy!” is my eager reply.
My begging is answered with one final thrust, holding himself in me and unloading all his seed. That’s all it takes to send me over the edge and then I’m cumming all over his cock, tears coming out of my eyes. It feels so fucking good I can’t even remember who I am, but I know I’m his. My legs are shaking and my entire body is quivering as my orgasm rocks through my whole body. Daddy resumes thrusting into me, much much slower… completely milking every last drop of his cum from his balls into my needy pussy. That sensation somehow causes another wave of the orgasm to flow through me and if he wasn’t holding me up by my hips, I’d collapse.
We stay like that for just a few moments longer before he slowly pulls himself out of me. He comes around to the front of my food bowl and I pick my head back up, and start to gently lick and kiss his cock, cleaning all of our cum off of him. I savor every drop, loving him so much and enjoying the taste of us. He puts his hand around my neck and pulls me up towards him by my collar, kissing me deeply and sighing in appreciation at the shared taste of us.
He heads back to the kitchen to finish making his dinner and I watch him intensely, still not getting my fill of him. He sits down on the couch to eat his plate and I crawl towards him, curling up at his feet and rubbing his legs, feeling the most fulfilled and safe I’ve ever felt in my entire life.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/shltcp/cabin_life_ds_mf_pet_play_bdsm
Fuck that was hot 🥵