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Have you ever heard of the saying ‘keep his friends close and his enemies closer’? well I like to think of it as ‘keep his Dom close but his dark side even closer’.
You see… yes, he has the control, the power, the insights to me on the surface…and underneath the surface. But, what makes him think that I don’t want to give up that control and power… more.. than he wants to take/have it. Hm?
Just a few minutes ago, he slammed me on the wall and jack-hammered me for his pleasure. He then threw me on the bed and finished with me there. He told me how I’m his… He growled how I was his pretty little slut, how easy it was for him to have me beneath him. How easy it was for him to claim me with his cock as he choked and pounded me at the same time. Now he was cuddling me tight like I wanted to escape but he won’t allow it.
Its cute. I know he doesn’t like this word but as a brat… everything he does…to me it’s cute.
As I lay with him, I want to take him and you back through the events of the last 72 hours so that he can see my version of events of what happened and not just his. Of course afterwards he can tell me his if he wants.
But after hearing this, he may rethink that.
Right now its 12am midnight so let’s go back a few days first shall we?
***3 days until present***
He was aware of the holiday that I’d booked and planned for this day to come visit his country. I told he weeks before I booked it and I confirmed with him in excitement the day I finally did. An hour before I leave for the airport, I’m sat in my house drinking my hot chocolate and marshmallows thinking about a session of pleasure with him. I purposely let it slip what town I would be staying in.
Now.
Although we are comfortable with each other. We both know what we are to each other and sometimes that can be blurred by the friendship that seals over time.
He is a predator. I am prey. It is in his nature to track, trace and hunt for his benefit. I know this. Trust me I do.
He didn’t answer for a couple of minutes after I told him. We ALL know when a conversation is flowing… and what I said broke that flow.
But he did reply after some time.
He replied “Oh really? I heard that’s a nice place.”
“Yeah it is! I can’t wait to go there. I wonder if the people will be nice, especially because I’ll be there on my own…” I responded.
Nobody needed or NEEDS to tell me how much his dick was throbbing the moment he found out I would be staying in his home town. To him it was pure coincidence right?
Ha okay Sir.
Again, no one needs to tell me how quickly his cock shot up in his jeans when he connected the fact that not only would his prey be in his territory, but I would also be alone.
Mmm yes Daddy…that’s right… alone.
What made it even more exciting for him is that he THINKS that I didn’t know how close I was going to be to him. But I did.
*2 days to present*
The country is so so beautiful I must admit. The town is even better when I know that it has a lot more to offer than just… views, if you know what I mean.
Its quite late… 12am to be exact. I had texted him that I arrived safely and I jumped into bed in the flat that I had rented for the duration of my stay here.
The flight was so long and I was exhausted. But he was constantly on my mind… I felt like I was in danger but in my dream playground at the same time.
Being a brat will do that to you.
As I lay there with only a matter of distance between us I couldn’t help imagine all the scenarios that I could experience with him.
Involuntarily I grabbed my pink wand as I asked myself ‘how long’ over and over again. I imagined his words of all the things he’d do to me once he had me. It all came to life in my head. It didn’t take long after that… to feel satisfied… but just for that night.
I rolled over and closed my eyes.
***16hrs Till Present***
Its 8am. I dunno how I got up so early but I did. I checked my phone after the grogginess passed and sure enough, I see his good morning texts.
I always smile when I see his texts in the morning. And that’s exactly what I did as I greeted him back
.
“What are he doing?… what are he wearing?” He asked routinely. I replied like a good girl would and I waited for his next question.
“What are you doing today?”
“Oh! Well actually I met some nice girls yesterday after visiting some places. They live not too far and has invited me to go out to this nearby bar orrr club called ‘Vibes’ or something I dunno. They seemed really nice so im gonna go there tonight after I figure out where it actually is and if that’s the name. Ill text them later on” I replied.
He broke the flow once again by 5 minutes.
“What are he going to wear?”
“I don’t know yet.” I sad.
“Show me his outfit choices when he get to it.” He ordered.
“Yes Sir”
He knew exactly what club I was talking about… the one he had been to many many times before.
But more importantly…
I MYSELF… knew, that he would know the club. I know exactly how far it is from me. I know exactly what it’s called and oh! I picked out my outfit as soon as I’d gotten home. Of course I couldn’t wait for him to see it… not just in a picture… but on me too.
I don’t know why I do this. I guess its just the thought of helping to lead his mind so that he can lead me wherever he wants to go. The excitement of KNOWING instead of just being a sitting duck… being able to see the situation for what it truly is, is… electrifying.
Not only do I get to enjoy him use me like his little slut but I also get to enjoy watching his hunt for me. To see what he does, how he thinks… just to get to me.
Mmm yes.. I like it like that.
***6 hours till present***
After showing him the outfit that I’d be wearing and told him the details like time and who is picking me up, I got ready to leave. My makeup was done. My hair was done. Everything was perfect and set. My plan was in action.
As I left my house i took a selfie and sent it to he. He complimented how good I looked but he kept quiet about the sign with my street name on it in the background. Of course this was TOTALLY an accident on my part… totally…
I was picked up by the girls in a red fancy car and we drove around enjoying the view and drinks before we headed to the club. When we finally got there it was packed but I could sense the good vibes.
and I could sense him..
Even though I may not know where to look I knew that HE knew exactly where to look and I was happy with that. It didn’t take long before the drinks were piling up in front of me and the music was raving. Everyone was having fun needless to say. There were more guys than I could count that came over to me trying to talk to me, to get my number, to dance with me… I was owning the night. But only for him. Only for him to see and feel what he could be doing with me but instead he’s seeing another guy do it. Gosh it was so hot to think that he was watching me. Probably rubbing yourself to the thought of how he was going to punish me.
Mmm I could feel his jealousy just bouncing off me.
I wondered where he was but I didn’t look. Bare in mind, he might not even be there. I could have been TOTALLY wrong in everything up until now… but we both know that’s not true… don’t we…
I wanted to take it up a notch because with the amount of patience I’ve had, I think my night deserves to be finished off with the itch scratched completely. The next guy that came on to me I put my arms around him, looked him in the eyes and laughed as I swayed my hips with his and I turned around and bent over and continue to dance and whine the night away having fun and only fun.
I could only hope Sir was having fun too haha
As the night neared it’s end I knew not to overstay my boundary and I told the girls that I’d be leaving. Of course, they asked me if I needed a ride or someone to accommodate me home.
But I already had someone doing that… didn’t I?…
***3 hours to present***
I won’t lie, I didn’t intend to get as tipsy as I had but I made sure that I was only tipsy and not drunk.
I wanted to remember this night. Good things were about to happen… weren’t they..
As I said goodbye to everyone including the DJ who had played multiple of my song requests, I stepped outside of the club and breathed in the fresh air that i had been missing for the last few hours. Of course I can’t get caught up in my own world… I can’t forget about Sir..
That key card for my flat that he picked up off the ground outside the club. I’m pretty sure he thinks it was there by accident? Ha funny.
Anyways, off I go stumbling, dancing and singing the whole journey home. At one point I had to even take off my heels as my feet were getting too sore and I was getting way too excited about the events that I was so sure were about to unfold. I was a bit tired but that only contributes to how much fun we were going to have.
As I neared my apartment I opened the door and closed it but I dared not look back.
One funny thing about me is that I am actually scared and frightened of seeing someone watching me but I’m not scared KNOWING someone is watching me. I know it’s weird but just roll with it. If I had seen him, all suspicious and shit, I would have freaked out and been on the bad kind of edge. My plan would have been ruined.
I stumbled into my house exhausted and relieved.
After aimlessly gallivanting the flat, I walked through my bedroom door and immediately began to undress, but slowly…as I didn’t want him to miss the show.
I turned to my wardrobe and slowly walked towards it when suddenly I felt a large hand cover my mouth and another grip my waist. Terrified, I immediately screamed into his hand, muffling my sound.
Of course I’ll still be shocked Sir, I’m only human… I’m still only his little one.
The terror that filled my chest was like no other. The excitement bounced off my skin, bounced off the walls, ugh I could almost taste it.
What was going to happen? What has he going to do? How was he going to do it?
My muffled screams filled my room as he told me to keep quiet or he’d make it even worse. He pushed me against the wardrobe as he tore off my panties with one hand. He shoved my head into the wardrobe door and used his free hand to pull my hips towards him. He took his belt and smacked me countless times with it, taking out all the frustration he had pent up from the club having to watch me with other guys. I begged. I cried. I wailed. I whimpered. He ignored everything. He taunted me for how wet I was getting. He stroked my hair, slapped me and called me a good girl as he rubbed his bulge against my ass before pulling out what would later destroy me.
He took both of my arms and pinned them behind my back and led me towards my bed. He shoved me down hard and he came down with me to ensure I was pinned. He spread my legs with his knee and took the messy hair out of my face as he whispered..
“Shhh baby girl, you’ve wanted this all night, I know. Flaunting you tight little ass and you perky tits… don’t you know who you belong to?” He remarked, giving my ass a firm and hard slap.
“Yes!”
“SAY IT,” He ordered.
“I belong to you Daddy.. I belong to you!!” I wailed as he pinched my nipple. Not too hard but just enough to make it really hurt.
“Mmm. Baby. Girllll. You know I love it when say that.” He smacked my ass again. “You’re mine. All MINE. Now be a good little kitten, I know you can take me.”
Before I could protest he rammed himself inside me and shoved my head into the pillow. I screamed and grabbed at the sheets as he whispered “shhh” into my ear as he took me from behind. He fucked me mercilessly and without effort. He lifted my head as my body began to relax and let me breathe before he put his right hand around my throat, tightened his grip and masturbated with my body. I felt like a doll. His doll.
He flipped me over aggressively and put my legs on his shoulders as he finished me off violently. He growled as I moaned desperately. He ran his fingers so delicately over the side of my body while acting so aggressively. My legs slowly found their way wrapped around his waist. I wanted him… but I wanted him to stop at the same time!… but I wanted him…
My body began to tense up and I closed my eyes waiting for it to happen. He stopped and slapped me, took my chin and made me face him. He continued rhythmically to his words as he locked his eyes on mine.
“Fuck. Baby, you feel so fucking good and tight. Fuuck babygirl, what I’m doing to you right now… I will do whenever I want, however I want and how many times I please… Understood?.” He said as he thrust in and out loosing more and more control of himself each time. I could only groan in response.
“You’re mine… Mine!… MINE!” He growled as he exploded in me while I simultaneously spasmed from cumming and loudly moaned into the hand he had placed over my mouth once again. He continued to grind every last drop of cum into me, making sure I took all of it.
He fell down beside me as he caught his breath.
***Present***
I looked at him smiling and he stared at me.
“So I guess the last few days has been fun right?” I said trying to contain my laughter.
I saw his eyes turn cold and before he was able to grab me I hopped out of the bed shrieking with laughter and I ran out the room to find a safe place to hide.
“You needy little BRAT!” He yelled as he ran, chasing after me.
This adventure was so much fun, I couldn’t have had it any other way. I mean I don’t get to do this often… at all.. but when I do I make sure I do it right. I totally get the girls that wanna bait the eyes of a predator… but I think baiting his mind is so much better, more entertaining and oh! definitely 100 times hotter!
Don’t forget to keep him close… but his dark side closer.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/nuhvwr/keep_him_close_but_his_dark_side_closer_mdom_brat