Released – Part 2 [D/s, DD/lg, LDR, Solo F]

She pushed open the door to her apartment and stomped down the hall to her room. He had done this to her. She did not know how, but it was him. She closed the door behind her sharply and tossed her bag across the floor. She fell to her knees, the power of the tingling between her legs was overwhelming. It was just like earlier today. Twice it had set upon her during the day. The cloudiness, the neediness, the insistent wetness, all conspiring against her to make her beg.

She had begged. She had pleaded. And at last he finally relented and let her cum. She did not care that she was in the middle of a room of people. She did not care if the wet spot showed on her jeans. She had to orgasm and orgasm hard for him. She had been at lunch the first time. The throbbing had begun when she woke up. Slowly it gained a hold of her, growing ever so slowly and steadily. By the time she sat down to eat she could feel the wetness of her panties reinforcing everything she was feeling.

Released [D/s, DD/lg, LDR, Solo F]

She sat in the crowded room slowly eating her lunch. It had been a long day so far and she still had more to go. She had been desperately looking forward to this chance to relax and text him. He was a long way from her but he consumed her thoughts. She pressed the send button and her message flew out across cyberspace.

Her phone vibrated in reply, “Hello, Little One.” She smiled at the message.

The phone vibrated again, “What are you doing, Little One.”

She typed in her reply, “Eating lunch, Daddy.”

“Good Girl,” flashed on her screen.

“Thank you, Daddy,” she typed back.

“My pleasure, Little One.”

“How long do you have left, Little One?”

“About 20 minutes, Daddy.”

“More than enough time to violate my little girl,” he replied smiling at his phone.

“No, Daddy, there are people all around me,” she replied desperately.

She knew it was almost to late already. But she was going to be strong this time. She was not going to give herself over to the temptation.

“You don’t say, Little One,” he typed getting an evil grin on his face and laughing.

Kitten on a Pillow [DD/lg, Dom/sub]

***This a story about two consenting adults engaging in play that some might consider squeamish. It is a Daddy Dom/Little Girl story, so if that would make you uncomfortable please skip it***

Daddy will be home soon, Kitten thought as she raced up the stairs. She undressed quickly and rummaged through her closet for the right outfit. Settling on a plaid miniskirt which barely covered her butt and a too tight white button-up shirt. She complemented the outfit with white knee socks and two-tone saddle shoes. She sang a silly little song while she pulled her hair into pigtails with Hello Kitty hair ties to hold them in place. The only thing she neglected was putting on her panties.

With one last twirl in front of the full-length mirror, she nodded in satisfaction before hurrying back downstairs to wait for him. She skipped through the house to the family room where she pulled out the floor pillow and her coloring books to pass the time until he got home. The excitement built up inside her. He would like what he saw when he came home and reward her with his attention. The thought of having daddy’s special attention made her wet between her legs. She wiggled side to side uncomfortably as the wetness and neediness swelled inside her wet little hole.

Morning Play [DD/lg]

***This a story about two consenting adults engaging in play that some might consider squeamish. It is a Daddy Dom/Little Girl story, so if that would make you uncomfortable please skip it***

Her hair shimmered in the morning light poking in from between the curtains on the window. Her small martini glass shaped breasts rose and fell slowly in her peaceful slumber. The black sheets made her pale skin all the more so because of the stark contrast. The room was quiet except for the low hum of the ceiling fan above the bed. He rolled onto his side and watched her for a long while contemplating what he would do to start.

Pulling back the covers, he traced his fingers lightly across her stomach and down between her leg. She was wet already, whatever she was dreaming about must be good he thought. The smile on her face seemed to confirm his suspicion. His fingers slid into her wetness and spread it up and over her special spot. Her body shuttered as he touched it and her legs spread apart instinctively. With the gentlest of touch, he began rubbing her special spot.