Us, curled up together in bed, naked and relaxed. The kind of cuddling reserved for mornings that stretch out as long as you want. Spooning, you behind me, absentmindedly running your hand along my side.
“What are you thinking daddy” I ask, curious.
“Just about how soft you are, how good you feel under my hand.”
“Good in what way?” I nearly purr.
You take a single finger and trace it down my side, gently, over the folds and rolls and firmness of my body.
“It feels good to just touch you. Soft like that.” One finger becomes your whole hand, gently gripping the flesh of my hip. “Firm enough for me to hold onto”
One finger again, trailing up my body, gently brushing my nipple as you do. “Stiff, I see” you chuckle as you kiss my neck. “And you’re tender, babygirl, soft just for me.”
I shiver, enjoying this but wanting more. “Yes daddy, for you.”
You roll me to my back, a twinkle of trouble in your eyes. “Don’t move. I want you to enjoy this and feel everything I’m going to do to you. You want to see what I was thinking? I’m going to show you.” You say, firm but teasing.
I whimper, not knowing what’s coming but knowing I will enjoy it. Daddy wouldn’t hurt me. Much. Usually.
“Close your eyes and keep them that way Kitten” You spread my legs, my wetness becoming obvious, but you say nothing about it.
Your hands are on me again, just the right amount of pressure as you rub them down my chest
“I was thinking I like how I know this relaxes you and this,” you slap across my tits, causing me to breathe sharply, “turns you on”.
“Yes Daddy you’re right”
You pinch my nipples, hard, rolling one in each hand, tugging on the barbell they each have.
“How you like it when I hurt you.”
I moan, my back arched, enjoying.
“Now stay”, you command “right there, eyes closed. I’ll be right back”
It seems like forever, but maybe it is just a minute, and you’re back. I feel a few things drop into the bed but I can’t tell what they are. You straddle, kiss me deeply and smile. “There’s more that I was thinking.”
“What else?” I’m antsy now to be in your mind, to see what comes next.
“I was thinking,” and then I feel the tip of the knife gently run down my body, “how tender your skin is, how even this will leave a trail, and how strong too. You won’t bleed”.
I try not to move, breathing deeply. You trace back up, a little harder. “How pale you are, how easy it is to leave my mark.” I nod in agreement. “D, right here. Daddy’s property” as you draw on my left boob.
“Do you know what else is Daddy’s, my girl?”
“Show me” I ask, nearly begging.
You grab my hair, shoving your dick in my mouth. “That throat. Mine to use whenever I want”
I wasn’t expecting that. Eyes still closed, I gag on your dick. “Yes daddy” I try and say, though with you fucking my face it comes out more as a moan.
“Good girl”, you pull out, leaving a trail of spit down my face.
“So soft” you nibble down my body, stopping any time I move at all. “Now I told you to be still. Do you want this or not?”
“Please, I’m trying!” I beg.
Harder now you bite, down my stomach and inside my left thigh. I want to pull your face over into my wetness so bad but I’m trying so hard.
“So soft that I know later this will be bruised,” you bite just a little harder, “and yet so good that I know you’ll be proud of it.”
“Yes sir, thank you.” I’m needy now. “Please can I feel your mouth on me?”
“Oh Kitten I thought it already was. I distinctly remember the taste of your skin.”
“That’s not what I mean.” I pout.
“Then you’ll have to tell me exactly what you mean. Use your words.”
You know this kind of thing makes me bashful. I know that’s exactly why you’re doing it, you like seeing me blush and squirm.
“Please will you…you know.”
“Know what, exactly?”
I open my eyes and look down at you, nervous. “Can I have your mouth on my…”
You kiss my thigh “here?” Then my belly “here? Is this where you want my mouth?”
I push your head down, greedy, hoping you’ll get the point.
“Now I told you not to move. You were being so good. It’s a shame you can’t listen.” One single lick across my hard clit, it feels like electricity running through me, “because you were so close to getting what you wanted.” You laugh, mischievous.
“Please? I promise to be good. I just…please?”
“You still haven’t told me what you want, so I can’t decide if you should have it.” You’re enjoying this, I can tell.
“I want you to”*gulp*”i want you to eat my pussy, suck my clit, I want my wetness on your face” I whisper, my voice small and needy.
“Like this?” First one stroke from your tongue, so gently I almost don’t feel it. “Or this?” You take my clit in your mouth, sucking and flicking your tongue across it.
“Yes. Like that. Just like…”
Without thinking I’ve got my hand on your head again. You pull it off, and your mouth off of me with it. “It seems you can’t listen when you’re distracted,” you slap my tits “so now I’m just going to do what I want. You had your chance.”
Again your cock is in my mouth, you straddling my face. One of my arms is under each of your knees. Now I can’t move. Your cock down my throat, I almost can’t breathe. You like it that way, I know. You are in charge and I need to remember that.
“Now Kitten, I was trying to be good to you. Why can’t you just be a good girl and do what I say?” You growl, knowing I can’t answer you.
I look up, eyes soft and sorry.
“It’s ok. I’ll help you remember. Roll over.”
I do, onto all four. “Like this?” I ask, hopefully. There’s so many delightful things you could do to me like that.
“No, flat, now.”
I slide down, arms under my head, legs straight out. My pussy hidden, just a sign that it’s not what you’ll use. Then I feel it, the trailing of your paddle up my legs, the one with the design on it.
Slap. Once. Slap slap. Twice more.
Just hard enough to leave a mark, hard enough that there’s now “xoxo” in three places on my skin. I’m quiet in a way that frustrates you. You can’t tell if it’s enough or too much.
“How is that?!” You say. It’s as much a demand as a question.
I wiggle my ass at you, giggling defiantly.
Once more, slap
“I asked a question. I expect you to answer me. “
I giggle again. I’m enjoying this game.
Slap. Slap slap. Harder this time, the paddle on my skin.
“Yes please” I moan. “More.”
“This isn’t for you to enjoy. You’ve been bad. Bad girls don’t get rewarded.”
“No, no, no. It wasn’t good. I didn’t like it. You should do more” I plead, but it’s too late. I’ve said enough already.
“Spread!” You command. I hear the expectation in your voice. “NOW!”
I know what this means and I’m filled with lust and dread. I reach back with both hands and spread my ass open, tilting my hips just right so you can see my holes.
“Good girl. Now, you’re going to learn to listen to me, understood?”
“Yes s…ir” but as I answer I feel the lube, cold and slippery on my asshole. Id hoped you’d use my juices to get me slick for you. This is just an added insult. “Just don’t be too hard on me.”
You bend down and kiss my cheek gently. “Never my princess.”
As you talk, I feel the pressure. Your dick, hard and unyielding, on my hole. I wince a little, you so rarely use me like this, and then I feel your head enter me. It hurts, a searing pain running through me.
“Now you know how to make it stop, don’t you my girl?” A reminder whispered into my ear.
I nod, knowing I’ll do my best to endure you. “Good. Now don’t be afraid. You’ve earned this. Daddy’s girl always gets what she’s earned.”
You grab my hips, pulling me up, pulling me further onto your dick. Slow at first, then faster you fuck me. “Now’s when you’re allowed to move. When I have you and you can’t get away. When I know you’re enjoying it even though only bad girls like this.”
“Yes, thank you.” I moan, the pain yielding to pleasure for just a second.
“I like you under my hand like this too.” You say as you slap my ass, the sting radiates through me causing my asshole to tense. “Because I know it makes you do that.”
I slide my hand back onto my clit. I’m wet, slippery from the lube and from my own enjoyment. You’re right, I do enjoy how you fill me. I slide two fingers into me, my palm on my clit. Our rhythms match, my pleasure builds. My pussy is tight, wet and warm around my fingers. Your cock is hard, thick and deep in my ass.
“Take it. Take all of it.” you groan as you push yourself as deep in me as you can get. “You’re my slut. This is my ass”. One more thrust and you’re cumming, I can feel the throbbing of your cock, it pushes me over into my own bliss. “Yes Daddy, yes” is all I can get out, collapsing under you.
For a second we lay there, not wanting to break the connection. You pull out and roll me over, smiling, and laugh. “That is what I was thinking about my girl.” Another kiss, a shared snuggle and we are off to the shower, to start our day. After all, it is your birthday.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/suokqv/a_fine_birthday