She asked me what I fantasized about doing to her [MF]

So I texted her this:

I want to own every part of you. Get sloppy drunk again and pass out on me, maybe I’ll put something in your drink or food, it doesn’t matter, it will just make it easier for me to take advantage of you. You’ll be more relaxed so I can do more to your ass. Maybe one day you will forget to lock your door and I check. I’ll sneak in quietly and surprise you in your room or the shower. You’ll try to fight but it won’t work as I’ll just throw you down or choke you until you’re weaker. You’ll be tied up in no time with something in your mouth to stop you from screaming. I want to tie you to the bed, shove your dildo down your fucking throat and tape it there so you gag and choke on it. Tears will be streaming down your face as you struggle with it. I want you to be scared and crying. I want to fuck your ass hard and deep, I don’t care if you can only take the plug, I’ll make you take every inch of me.

A connection like no other. [MF]

Brittany lurks these subreddits. After my last post went live I told her about it because she loves reading them. It’s a good reminder for her too if she’s too drunk when we’re fucking.

We met up the same night I posted the last story. She was a little flustered because of having to finish up some work at home. I let her get to it and went in her room to wait for her. When I laid down I felt something hard under her “passenger side” pillow. I grabbed for it, and realized it was the clit-sucking vibrator I bought her a few months ago (highly recommended). I smiled, thinking about her using it on herself and the times I’ve used it on her. She is so much fun.

She came in a little later, even more flustered. She wasn’t able to log in to her work account from home and finally gave up. She apologized to me about having to wait for her, but I didn’t mind, just being around her is great. She apologized again when she had to take a shower, but she said she would be quick. I laid back in her bed, still smiling from the thoughts of her getting off and also just being in her presence.

“I love it, Daddy.” [MF]

Brittany and I had plans to hang out after the bars closed. We have some mutual friends so we were out at the same places the whole night but didn’t really talk to each other, only in passing. She told me she wouldn’t be seeing me much this weekend because her friends were in town, and she wanted to emphasize on hanging out with them. She’s very independent and likes to do her own thing, so I obviously wasn’t going to tie her down (I did later in the night though, keep reading) by hanging around her all night. I made my time with her worth it though.

Later that evening around last call she texts me to see what my plans were, we met outside a little while later. It was cold, but everyone was still mingling about seeing what was happening next. Brittany came over to me, shivering. I asked her if she needed to be warmed up, and she shot me a devious smile. We both knew what was about to happen. I showed her my car keys and she went over to tell her roommate she was leaving. We walked arm in arm to my car to stay warm, but also because she was drunk and needed some assistance.