It was several months ago that Daddy walked into my life, well kinda.
So back story. Daddy and I met online. While talking that night (till like 5 in the morning I may add), we discovered he was actually someone I knew in a previous point in my life.
Anyways, fast forward some time, lots of hours spent texting, meeting up, resisting all the urges in the world not to throw myself at this guy. There were moments that were stollen (makeouts, groping) and god was it hot. Feeling his tongue exploring my mouth, or his teeth running along my neck. Fuck I wanted this guy and I wanted him bad. The main issue being, he wasn’t available. Yeah yeah I know I know. He’s with someone. But I couldn’t (and can’t) help it.
There have been soo many nights I fucked myself to the though of him using me as he saw fit. Having his cock forced down my throat. Having him tie me up, leave marks all over my body telling me what a good little whore I was for him. I couldn’t take it anymore. Even when I came, I would still be left unsatisfied. So I finally got the courage to tell him. And THANK GOD!
Turns out he wanted me just as bad. I’ve officially been labelled his secret whore. He tells me what to do, and of course I obey. I’m dying to see him, hopefully soon. All the promises of having him rape me in the park, having me choking on his cock, his fuck toy to use however he wanted.
So Daddy, I hope you’re pleased. Your whore is waiting for you: wet, horny, and hungry for your cock.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bp1b2a/daddys_secret_whore_mf