Maybe.

Maybe you’re lost, and you need someone to take your hand and show you the world from a different perspective.

Maybe you want to be held down and fucked until your eyes roll into the back of your head.

Maybe you want me to call you at night, and tell you to plug your ass and press a wand into your clit and edge you for hours while you tell me about why you need to be Daddy’s perfect slut so badly.

Maybe you want to cry to me and tell me about the trauma that made you the way you are today.

Maybe you want to celebrate wins in your life with someone who will enthusiastically hold you up and praise the fuck outta you, even if it’s for just going to the gym when you just didn’t want to.

Maybe you want to cook a meal together.

Maybe you want me to wear out all your holes until I’m well and done with you, and then carry you to the bath to brush your hair and shower you with loving attention.

Lonesome.

You gave yourself to me wholly. You filled in every gap that I needed, and then found more gaps and filled them as well. You made me feel whole, my counterpart, and then you took it away from me.

You validated me, showed me that it’s okay to be fucked up and depraved. You gave me love and acceptance even in my darkest hours. And now it’s gone.

This shit is tough, man. Truly. What an enlightening and sexy and beautiful and disastrous experience submission and domination is. So much deeper than anything vanilla. I should have been more prepared. I should have held back. I shouldn’t have given my all to you.

No.

Fuck that.

I’m glad that I did. I’m a sadist to my core, but this fucking pain? This pain feels *good*. I’ve never felt more alive than the sting of heartbreak that comes with the dissolution of a D/s dynamic. Fuck.

I don’t want it again, and yet, I crave it more than ever.

I’m ranting. I’m hurting. And yet I’m hungry for more. Chasing this high, man. Fuck.

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Tease. Part 2

“On your hands and knees, kitten,” I growled as I grabbed the blindfold from nearby.

Sensory deprivation had made punishments far more enjoyable. For me, at least. Adding the energy into the room during torture is quite delicious, and I found her reactions to be even more palpable when she was surprised what would come next.

I met her gaze with my stare. “You’re going to beg me to let you cum, understand me?” I asked. It wasn’t common for me to ask, except to confirm understanding of my expectations.

She let out a breathless sigh as she clenched her pussy together tightly to my words and whimpered, “Yes, Daddy. I’ll be your good girl.”

I gave her a deep kiss to reward her for her compliance, and proceeded to tie the blindfold. My cock twitched at the anticipation of pinking her skin and wearing out her holes until they were red and swollen.

I kissed her forehead and spoke with my lips still pressed into her skin, “breathe for me, darling girl. Focus on your surroundings. I want you present with me for this punishment, is that clear?”

Tease. Part 1

She’d been bratting for a few days now. The distance between us gave her a slight air of safety that she could push buttons from afar and see what she could get away with. She had said, of course, that she brats so she can get her face slapped and fucked and put her in place.

I’m ready to oblige.

Admittedly I was slipping, caught up in the emotions of their quickly blooming relationship, focusing more on capturing her heart than keeping her hungry for my cock. Deep down I know that she wants me in all ways, but I had a habit of looking too deeply into things and taking control over shit I had zero business taking control over. Best to do what I’m best at and keep her needy for me, the rest will develop over time, as it certainly has.

Today was the day to get back on the saddle and remind her why she wants me. She doesn’t want to be exposed emotionally, she wants to be exposed physically. And I’m *fucking* here for it.

Redux.

I want you

I want you in ways I didn’t know existed.

I want to occupy your heart, and your holes.

I want your pussy and ass to ache with emptiness when I’m not in them. I want your heart to ache the same way.

I want you to feel the sting on your asshole when you shift in your chair. I want your skin to ache when you glance down and see where I was, but I’m not currently.

I want you to hear the hard hitting piano from that one classical piece as you approach my door, and your panties soak at the memories of what’s been done to you, and what’s about to be done.

I want you to stare in my eyes as I stretch you open with my cock, your mouth barely parting to let out a faint gasp and the message in your eyes screams “I need you right here”.

I want you panting, breathless, and trembling. Unable to form complete thoughts, only that you’ve never came like that before and can’t imagine it getting any better than what we have.

Yours.

With one hand on your neck, and the other firmly grasping your beautiful hair, I push myself into your sopping wet cunt, dripping from my need for you. Your eyes widen and water with adoration and surprise, as your mouth parts slightly to let out a symphonic combination of moan and gasp as you feel the head of my cock press firmly into your cervix.

You tilt your hips to push me even deeper into you, arching your back to press your tits into my chest as I take the largest piece of flesh from your neck I can fit into my mouth and clamp down into your beauty.

I growl with your body still in my mouth how *fucking* incredible you feel, and you press your neck into my grip even more. “I’m all yours, Daddy,” you murmur.

Yes, baby girl, you’re all mine. And I’m so. fucking. yours.

Your breath hitches and you stutter out a moan as you find yourself climbing towards orgasm. “I’m close already Daddy, please let me cum,” you beg.

Slut.

You’re such a dirty fucking slut.

The way you get off to my words. You fuck your messy, sloppy cunt with your fingers in some sort of pathetic desperation for my cock. It’s the most beautiful scene I can imagine. You. Are. Perfect.

My girl <3

The sounds that come out of that dirty fucking mouth when I tell you all the depraved shit I’m going to do to you makes my cock so fucking hard it nearly hurts. I’d give anything to stretch your tiny holes with it.

4 orgasms last night, and you’re even more desperate for Daddy than before. My perfect girl. You know how desperate I am for your desperation for me.

Your poor little asshole is sore today from being plugged for 4 hours last night. You shift your weight in your seat and you’re reminded by the sting that Daddy was there.

Your attitude this morning implies that you want nothing more than for me to slap your fucking face and cram my cock in your throat while you cum on the floor. I’m happy to fucking oblige.

“I saw exactly how filthy you are and I only want more,” you said.