Author: romanticpenelope

The Auction Part 2

I’m sitting in our bed. Mine and Daddy’s. He’s gone but he will be back soon. I can’t believe how my life has changed. I have a new life, with my Daddy.

You see, he bought me from an auction. I was terrified. I thought I would go to a bad man who would kill me, or worse. I was so scared when he took me to his car from the back of the stage I had been displayed on, I almost peed myself. I kept thinking of all the things this handsome dangerous man could do to me.

When we got to my new home, I had a space in Daddy’s room all fixed up for me. Daddy put me in the shower and then it was straight to bed with him. He told me he was going to take care of me. I would have everything I needed, physically and mentally. He would be my moon and sun, my protector, my lover, my whole world. All I had to do in return was please him, and be a good little girl. Read more »

Breeding the submissive.

I was feeling inspired…

You are my neighbor. You’re married and you want me. You see me everyday in my yard, swimming in my pool in my skimpy bathing suit, coming home from work. You can’t help but think about how good my pussy would feel milking your cock for all it’s worth.
You want to give me everything I’ve ever wanted.

What you don’t know is i see you too. I see you coming home from work, checking the mail and I fantasize when I close my door about you waiting for me, pushing me against the wall, pulling my panties down to my knees and slamming into my pussy so hard I scream. I want to feel you in my stomach making me remember just how good you took me days later. I want to have you fill every part of me. I want the raw, dirty, no holds barred type of sex. I want to feel you cum in me and give me every bit of you. Feel me shake from feeling how hot it feels inside me. Knowing that I’m ovulating and you just got me pregnant. I want to swell with your child. I want it more than anything.

Auction Fantasy.

I have this fantasy of being auctioned off. Sold to the highest bidder. He would be handsome, a bit older than me, and a dominant. I would be taken onto a stage, presented naked for hundreds of men to stare at, to judge. I would turn when told, touch my toes when told, pull my long blonde hair aside when asked so they could observe every inch of me uncovered. My nipples would be so hard that they hurt. I would have chill bumps on my body, the feeling of eyes running up and down me would be getting to me. The bidding would start at $1000, as was customary for all women like me. I have earplugs in so I can’t hear, but I can see. Hands go up, hands go down, my mind can’t keep up. Fear and worry will completely take me over soon it seems. After what must be 30 years, the lights go out, I’m escorted off stage and into a back room, alone in the dark. Here I wait for the man who just paid god knows what for the gift of me. For the pleasure of doing literally whatever he wants to me, and I can’t stop any of it. Im scared but is it wrong that I’m excited too? Read more »