Bad boy

I don’t know how long I’ve been hanging here, I don’t know if it’s been only a few minutes, hours, or maybe even days. All I know is, I can’t see anything, but I can feel the blindfold covering my eyes. I can’t speak, the last thing I remember was the mistress taking off her panties and stuffing them in my mouth and wrapping duct tape around my head so they would fall out, I can still taste her juices. I can’t hear anything either, she put ear plugs in also, you know, the little ones that slide right in. Did I mention she left me in this dungeon completely naked?

She let me hang just low enough so that I could stand on the tips of my toes, but if I got any lower, I could feel the cuffs digging into my wrists, it’s a constant battle. My calves hurt, and so do my shoulders, but I deserve this, especially since I decided to have an orgasm the last time I was free, whenever that was.

She calls me Daddy

As I walked through her house, I heard a noise coming from a room, “I’m in my room daddy” she called for me. As I made my way towards the door I could smell the aroma of a freshly lit candle, She was expecting me, waiting for me to enter her bed room.

I knocked on the door, “come inside daddy” she moaned in response, “I’m ready for you.” She stood there, naked, the only light touching her soft skin came from the flame of the lit candle in the corner of the room, the only source of light.

A blindfold covered her eyes, so she could not see me walking around her, inspecting her body. Her nipples were already hard, either because she was ready for me, or because the only source of heat emanated from the candle, burning softly. Her hands were by her side, legs together, as if she knew I was coming to inspect her body.

Her dark hair was up in a ponytail, she likes her hair getting pulled, this only makes it easier. Her ass looked amazing, even naked her ass looked perfect, like a gymnast, followed by beautiful legs.