****I recommend reading [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/emb6q4/i_love_introducing_you_to_your_submissive_side_oc/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x) first if you have not, or simply as a refresher since it’s been a while since I posted.****
****This is the long overdue part 2. Thank you quarantine for giving me some free time! Quite unintentionally, this whole story may be 5 or 6 parts, or longer. But I promise I am continuing to work on it. Constructive criticism is welcome. I hope you enjoy!****
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I enjoy seeing your eyes closed above your flushing cheeks, head lowered meekly and to the side. Not daring to cross your arms over your breasts, you shift them awkwardly and end up resting your hands on your thighs with your elbows tight to your sides. Subconsciously this eases your mind slightly by giving you some sense of a defensive posture.
I cup your breast with one hand while I kiss down your neck and you crane your head to the side in response. Without a word I pull your arm to your side, letting it drape down onto the blanket with your palm up. You automatically do the same with the other. It is such a subtle movement, yet it strips away so much of your control. You had brought your arms in tight to your body in a defensive reflex, and now I have taken away that protection.
Upturned palms convey a strong sense of vulnerability. Try it. Hold your hand out in front of you, palm facing forward, like you’re telling someone to stop. You have control. It is a gesture of power. Now turn your palm up as if you are asking, pleading for something. Notice how vulnerable that feels. You are suddenly subject to someone else’s control, much like a beggar who relies on the good graces of the passerby. Now do it with both hands and notice how your elbows draw in front of your torso. Lower your hands to your sides, slightly extended outwards, palms facing up and then forwards as you relax your arms. Feel how exposed you are. Feel how you are giving up control and defense of yourself.
I see how you are affected right now. You are entirely mine, an offering to me that you give with an increasing desperation. And you will be rewarded.
“Take off your pants.”
Standing in the middle of your square, the candlelight makes your skin gleam. Despite the darkness the flush of your face and the heave of your breasts are quite visible.
“Give me your bra.”
There is a timidity in your shaking fingertips as you hand it over. I stand far enough away that you must stretch your arm fully. I take it and toss it to the side. You clasp your hands in front of your panties, arms framing your beautiful chest. I circle you silently, gazing at all of you.
“Take off my shirt.”
My hands gently pull you to me by your hips, and your nipples graze my bare chest. As we kiss my hand captures your right breast, and my fingers flick across the hardened flesh. Your breaths turn into shallow gasps, our hips are still pressed tightly together and grind firmly as I lower myself in front of you. My kisses trail down your neck, then your collar bone, down the center of your chest and across your front. Teasing around your areola you whimper as you feel my hot breath tease you until finally my tongue flicks across your nipple. While I lick and suck on one, my fingers roll and knead the other.
Far too soon I work my way down your stomach, planting kisses along the top of your panties. My hands grab your ass and I knead it hard. Inhaling your scent as I plant kisses on your mons, my finger tips begin to trace underneath the sides of your panties. I moan and my own breathing quickens as I lightly lick the seam of your panties that rests against your inner thigh. I am very careful to avoid your most intimate place however.
My hands grow faster, more desperate as they massage and caress your thighs and your ass. I stand just long enough to grasp your shoulders and force you to your knees again before lying you backwards. A firm grip on your throat, a passionate kiss and then I descend you again, faster this time. My mouth kisses down the front of your panties, and then down the inside of your thigh to the knee.
I love the feeling of grasping your knees and spreading your legs wide apart. Opening you up to me, only a thin scrap of cloth obscuring my sight. In the center, a darkening spot forms as you cannot contain your arousal. I see the outline of your pussy lips against the front of your panties as they engorge and swell from your lust.
Moving to the inside of your other knee, I begin to move towards you with kisses and light nibbles. My other hand strokes the inside of your thigh always nearing but never touching where it meets the other. As I get closer and closer to your pussy, I can feel the heat from it against my cheek. I hear your moans and can see your breasts heaving above me. I reach above with both hands and find your wrists, pulling down sharply. With you captured in my iron grip my tongue flicks one edge of your panties where your thigh meets your vulva and you arch your back.
I hear a groan of frustration as I move across to the other side of your panties, against your other thigh. You try to squeeze your legs together and I release your hands. With firm handfuls of flesh, I spread your thighs apart once more and continue to tease all around your panties. Your scent is intoxicating, and it is all I can do to restrain myself.
Finally, I rise and grasp the sides of your panties. Your knees come together just long enough for me to slide them off, but I quickly force myself between them once more before you can try to squeeze your thighs together. Spreading you apart I growl with lust as I see you, finally, fully exposed to me.
“Oh my god,” I whisper with lust fueled passion, “my good little girl looks like she is in need of some attention. Is that true?”
Your exhaled response comes as a whispered cry, “YES, Daddy!”
My shoulders between your thighs keeps your legs spread wide. Your pussy lips are swollen and darkened to nearly a deep purple color. Joining just above your clitoris, the labia glisten with wetness.
I lick and nuzzle and kiss the highest parts of the inside of your thighs one last time. My hot breath flows across your pussy as I kiss your mound. I lightly tug at the outsides of your pussy, fingers on the engorged lips, and I open you to me.
Strings of arousal stretch apart as your labia separate, and it exposes your clit even more. Your breath is quick as you feel my fingers open you. Gasping and whimpering you gather tight handfuls of the blankets you lie on. At long last you feel the very tip of my tongue find your opening and trace its way up, up, up until it glides across your clit.
This is how I arouse you. This is how I build your desire and your lust. This is how I get you to willingly give yourself up, to surrender control, to submit. By causing your lust to grow, as the physical pleasures build and begin to ask for more, more, more, I can own you with the lightest touch of my tongue against you. And when your aching pussy feels my tongue travel its length and when my tongue finally presses against your clit the evidence of your surrender becomes apparent. Your eyes roll back in your head as you cry out, “Oh, fuck!” Your shoulders rock as your back arches, you tear at the blankets in your hands. Involuntarily you clamp your thighs together, but I growl and force them apart sharply.
As I suck and lick along the length of your opening, my senses are overwhelmed by your taste, your scent, and the softness underneath my tongue that gives off so much heat. I begin to focus more intensely on your clit. My fingers trace your opening and become slick with your arousal. My fingers gently probe along the outside of your opening. I can already feel you beginning to buck your hips as you try to press down on them. I pause from licking your clit just long enough to massage it briefly. With the pad of my finger, I press down above your clit and drag downwards. You feel the pressure begin to glide across your clit and you moan and buck your hips again. This time I grasp your waist like a vice with my arm and pin you down.
My finger continues to travel over your clit, pressing down with enticing firmness. It has been mere seconds, but I already miss the taste of you. My mouth closes over it again as my fingertip leaves it behind. My finger continues to move downwards, and you feel its pressure increase. Its nearly over your opening now as your darkened lips try to surround it. Your breathing is coming in little shudders, but instead of rocking your shoulders you are rigid, your fists clenching the blanket, your back arched and shoulders trembling.
In one smooth motion, the fingertip glides down your length until it reaches your opening. I feel the surge of heat as your lips give way and it plunges inside you.
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(To Be Continued…)
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