Author: lula_lara

Brunch (First Meeting Part Two) [M/F] [DD/lg] [Plugged] [Denial] [Teasing] [D/s] [Creampie]

My eyes flutter open. It takes a few moments before I remember where I am. Last night is a whirl in my brain and my body wakes up slowly.

Every inch of my skin remembers. My neck and wrists are tight, and I wince as I turn onto my back. The belt has left a heavy throbbing feeling across my ass and thighs. I turn my head and slowly sit up in the crisp white sheets of the hotel bed.

I am alone. Daddy is gone. I push a stray blonde strand of hair behind my ear and lean forward. Did he leave me? I swallow gently and feel my heartbeat heavy in my chest. I close my eyes and try to slow my breathing. He wouldn’t.

Before my mind can spin further, I hear the door to the room open. Daddy appears around the corner as I pull the blanket around my shoulders. He smiles. He is wearing jeans, a light blue shirt and sunglasses. In his hand, he holds too cups of coffee and a brown paper back with a local coffee shops logo on it. Read more »

The First Date. [M/F] [Rough] [Slapping] [Denial and Degradation] [Aftercare] [Daddy’s Little Whore]

I sit at my vanity and finish putting my hair into a high ponytail. My blonde hair still has the faded pink tips on the end and will go perfectly with the outfit that Daddy has chosen for me to wear tonight. It is our first date meeting face to face and I am a mix of nerves and stomach tingling excitement. 

Daddy and I have been talking for some time and his work is finally bringing him to my city. I press soft pink blush into my cheeks and press my lips together. I check my phone. 10 minutes. I stand up and turn to the outfit hanging on the door. A soft pink blouse, a black skirt with over the shoulder straps, long over the knee black socks, and short black kitten heels. I pull on the blouse, the buttons strain over my ample chest as I snap each one closed over a white lacy bra. The black skirt sits around my waist, and I pull the straps over my shoulders. The hem kisses my thighs and leaves a gap between my skirt and socks. A small pale expanse of flesh that lets the imagination run wild. I know that Daddy likes when people look at me. Underneath is a tiny white lace thong that barely covers my waxed mound and already slick privates. I lift my skirt and see the small damp patch spread over the lace. Read more »

A Day at the Lake Part Three [M/F] [DD/lg] [D/s] [anal] [edging] [deepthroat]

As we walk out of the trees I am still sniffling softly and my bottom is still hot from my punishment. The stripes from the branches hurt, but my hand in Papa Bear’s is a soft comfort. I know I should not have moved the butterfly that is still buzzing ever so gently against my lips.

“Do you see the beach?” he asks gently and squeezes my hand. I feel the butterfly stop.

I press my head against his arm and pant gently. I have never been edged so much and the cool lake wind feels good after walking so far. “Yes Papa Bear. It looks beautiful.”

“Do you see the boat?” His lips kiss my forehead. I squint and see a small sailboat. I giggle at the little flag with a bear paw on it.

I blush and try to hide my face as we walk along the beach towards the boat. Papa Bear turns the butterfly on again and I can’t help my moans. I hear shocked expressions and gasps and even some giggles as the beach goers notice my stripes and know I have been a naughty girl. Papa Bear holds my hand and chuckles softly as I squirm. Read more »

A Day at the Lake Part Two [DD/lg] [D/s] [edging] [spanking]

I walk down the main street with my hand in Papa Bear’s fingers. I smile when I see my favorite ice cream place and the little bell twinkles as we enter the parlor. The traditional red and white diner aesthetic makes me smile. The white hat wearing employees smile as we take a seat by the window and I look at the menu.

“What would my little bear like?” Papa Bear smiles at me when we sit. “Papa Bear feels like a burger and fries. Maybe a milkshake.”

“Can I have a milkshake?”

“Of course,” Papa Bear strokes my hair and cheek.

A bright and smiley waiter comes over with a pad and a pen. “What can I get ya?”

Papa Bear orders his food and I wait for him to order mine to, but he doesn’t.

“What about you little bear? Go ahead.” His smile is bright and open.

“Umm…” I look at the menu, “Can I have…” I feel the butterfly flutter and I stop. I look over at Papa Bear as he looks at the back of the menu.

“I…” the butterfly stops. “Can I have a chicken salad and a strawberry milkshake?” Read more »

A Day at the Lake Part One [M/F] [DD/lg] [D/s] [Denial] [Changing Room]

First post here. Playing around with some OC characters in a DD/lg dynamic. Everyone is over 18.

I pull on the outfit that Papa Bear has chosen for me. Soft pink panties and bra, a pink skirt that is light and airy and kisses the middle of my thighs. I pull on a white cotton tee shirt and a big straw hat to protect me from the sun. I twirl in the mirror and see the skirt spin out with me and know if I spin too fast I will flash my panties.

“Little Bear? Are you ready? I have a present for you.” Papa Bear calls from the other room.

I pull on my shoes and skip down the hall. Papa Bear has a big smile on his face seeing me in my pink outfit and I blush. He is holding a box with a little ribbon on it and a clap my hands. I feel so lucky to have a Papa that spoils me.

“Go ahead open it.” Read more »