I get creative when I’m missing Daddy.[BDSM] [DDLG] [RESTRAINTS][MF]

I’m lying in bed, having gone off to bed a few minutes before. You sidle in beside me.
“Hey, babygirl.”
“Mmm, hey.”
“I want to try something. You awake enough?”
“Mmmn. No. But yeah. I guess.”
“Good. I got something for you today.”
“Yeah?”
“Mhm. It’s called a spreader bar. Do you know what that is?”
I blush and nod.
You smile, “do you want to try it?”

I nod more, biting my lip.

“Mm, I thought you might, my dirty girl.”

I have a nervous giggle and you swat my ass as you get up out of bed.

“Now strip, baby, let me see you.”

You turn on the lights, making me pout and blink blearily. I get out of bed and take my shirt off, then my pyjama bottoms. You watch me with a smirk and a hungry look in your eye. You pull me close to you and slide my panties down my legs yourself.
You’re surprised to see my hairless pussy, and sink to your knees to give it one sweet kiss.

“Oh, baby, you got all cleaned up for Daddy, hm? What a good girl. I love seeing you like this, your pink little parts showing.”

I scrunch my face at you.

You pull out the spreader bar, it’s got pink fuzzy cuffs on either end, matching the handcuffs we have. You fasten one around my left ankle as I’m standing at the foot of the bed.
You seem to shake out of the mood a bit to ask me, “Is this okay? You ready?”
I look you back in the eye, bite my lip and nod again. “Yes, Daddy. But I’ll say red or yellow if I need to. Okay?”
“Good girl.”
You do up the other cuff and look me up and down. Legs spread, naked, still blinking from the light.
“You’re missing something”, you say. You grab my cuffs from the shelf above the headboard and slide them on my wrists from behind, tightening them and kissing my neck.
You resume your position in front of me.

“Alright babygirl, why don’t you lie back and get comfortable.”

I scootch back on the bed as best as I can, legs still spread, hands together.

“Now I want you to touch yourself for me.”

“What? Nooo, come here, you do it.”

Under the bright lights and your gaze, I’m nervous and shy like I’d never done it before.

“No, baby. Just relax. Touch yourself for Daddy.”

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I move my hands to my crotch, feeling awkward. I put a finger on my clit and try to imagine I’m alone.
I hear your pants drop, your movements as you take off your boxers.
I look up and can see you fully naked, your shaft in your hand, eyes on my hands.
“Such a good girl for Daddy, hm?”
We make eye contact and seeing you watch me and want me makes me less nervous. I quicken my pace, using two fingers now to move my clit in wider circles.
“Now, baby, don’t cum until I tell you that you can. If you get close, you stop, you understand me?”
“Hnnn, Daddy!” I whine.
You lean over and take hold of the chain between my wrists to yank my hands off my body.
“You understand, little girl?”
“Ye- yes Daddy” I stutter.
You release my hands and they immediately find my swollen pink clit again, resuming their circles. You watch me hungrily for a moment, stroking your hardening member. My pace and my breathing quickens until I buck my hips once, then desperately yank my own hands away.
“Hnnn, Daddy, fuck me, please Daddy”

“Oh, baby, so needy hm? Daddy’s little slut.” You say with fondness. “No, not yet. Show me your little hole, baby. How wet you are for me.”

Trying not to set myself off, I use my fingers to spread myself open for you, gently put a finger in and spread my wetness over my clit, and my folds.
You come towards me, lift my hands and put your finger in where mine was. You thrust once, making me gasp, then take it out.
“Oh, such a mess babygirl.”

You use your other hand to pull me up to sitting with my cuff chain, and put your messy finger in my mouth for me to suck. I do so enthusiastically.

“Mmm, I think you need something else in your mouth, hm? Something bigger. What do you say?”

I just keep sucking your finger. You take it out and hold my jaw, locking eyes. “Say yes Daddy.”
“Yes Daddy! Please Daddy.”

“Get on your knees then, Baby.”

Legs still spread, you help me to the floor and turn around so you can sit on the bed. Off balance and clumsy, legs apart and hands bound, I hastily reach for your cock and start licking, kissing and sucking.

“You just love Daddy’s cock, don’t you?”
“Mhm!”
“Say you love Daddy’s cock in your mouth”
“Mmm!”
You give my nipples a tug and twist
“Aah! I love Daddy’s cock in my mouth!” I say, looking up at you.
You wrap your fingers in my hair, put my face back to your cock.
“Yes” “you” “do”
Thrusting into my throat with each word, making me tear up and gag. I pull off and recenter myself, then continue, more desperately than before. Sucking and sweeping my tongue over you, my own desire driving me wild while I crave to satisfy yours. You clutch my hair again as spasm after spasm rocks your body, you empty your load into my eager mouth.

“Oh! Oh, baby, such a good girl. Such a good girl. Come here.”

You pull me up onto the bed like a ragdoll and sit me between your legs. You lean against the pillows and I lean against you.

As we catch our breath, you play with my hair and kiss my head. You stroke my cheek with your fingers, and they continue on down my neck, my shoulders. You keep tracing gentle lines over my body, enjoying the reactions, either a sigh, a tremor, goosebumps or a giggle. You trace over and around my breasts, pausing at the nipples. You give them both a gentle pinch.

“Did you like that, babygirl? Was that okay?”
“Yes Daddy. It was good.”
“Good. But you’re not done yet, are you? You were a good girl and you didn’t finish.”
“Mhm.”
Your hands move warmly down my sides until my hips then come together between my thighs, framing my pussy between your fingers.

“You want Daddy to help?”
“Mhm. Yes Daddy.”
You take one finger and lightly trace a line from the very top of my inner labia, down into my vag, still so hot and wet. I go limp in your arms, and a breathy moan escapes me.
You remove your finger, and just barely touch my opening.
“Are you suuure you want me to do it?”
“Mhmm”
You thrust a few times, until I buck up against it, then take your hand away. You give my pussy a quick slap.
“Then you’re going to have to lie there and take it how I want to give it.”

You start tracing lines on my breasts again. I give a frustrated moan and you pinch my nipples, hard.
“Be a good girl.”
You trace your lines back down to my throbbing cunt. You pull my lips apart, rolling them between your fingers. You put your fingertip on my clit and juust barely start moving it up and down, making me gasp and whine. I cant help myself and thrust my hips up, hoping for more contact. You slap my pussy again.

“Dirty little girl, you just need more, huh?”
You turn me over so I’m face down and give my ass cheeks a few smacks each.
You kneel behind me, your knees between my legs, your cock hard again brushing against my pussy. I lift my ass, so ready eager for you. You grip my hips and thrust into me as hard as you can.
I gasp and moan at you filling me up, “Oh, Daddy!!”

“Is this what you wanted, my little cumslut?”
“Yes, Daddy, please. Oh, cum in me, I want it, I wa- I–”

Spasm overtake us both and you give my ass a rough grab and slap.

“Thats my fucking girl.”

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