Dom Stories

40s Male Forever exploring pleasure & passion. Stories from a dom who is completely infatuated with the female form and psyche. Submit to daddy and everything will be okay.

[daisyfox-deactivated20251008]

[dom-stories]

Watching you makes me burn for you

I watch you from the shadows of the room, my beautiful girl, my heart pounding with that raw, aching hunger only you can stir in me. There you are, so sweet and needy, straddling that soft stuffed animal like it’s the only thing keeping you from falling apart. Your perfect little hips roll slow at first, grinding down against its plush body, and the sight alone makes my cock throb heavy between my legs, already leaking for you.

Your thighs tremble as you press harder, rubbing your slick, bare pussy along the fabric, leaving wet streaks that darken the material. I can hear every soft, filthy sound, the quiet drag of your swollen clit against it, the way your breathing catches when you find that perfect angle. My eyes drink in the way your back arches, those beautiful breasts swaying gently with each desperate hump, nipples tight and begging for my mouth. You look so innocent and so utterly sinful at the same time, my sweet little girl losing herself in that plush toy because your body craves friction, craves release, craves me even when I’m not yet inside you.

The possessive fire burns deeper as I step closer, my voice low and velvet-rough with need. “That’s it, my beautiful girl, rub that perfect pussy against it for me. Show me how badly you ache.” Your walls must be fluttering already, clenching around nothing while you chase the pressure, hips circling faster now, thighs squeezing the stuffed animal tight between them. I imagine the way your slick heat would feel gripping me instead, that tight velvet grip pulling me in, milking every inch as your cervix kisses my tip with every thrust.

You’re mine to own, mine to watch like this, trembling and flushed and so beautifully addicted to pleasure. The sight of you humping so shamelessly, your juices coating that soft toy while your eyes flutter half-closed in bliss, makes me feel this overwhelming wave of romantic hunger. I want to worship every inch of you, to claim that dripping little cunt until you know no other touch exists.

Keep going for me, my sweet girl. Grind harder, let me see that pretty clit swell against the fabric. Cum for me now, soak it completely while I watch, and then I’ll replace that toy with my thick cock, filling you until you feel the bulge in your belly and know exactly who you belong to. I need you, my perfect girl, more than air itself.

[debora17sblog]

🔥

[dom-stories]

I wrap my hand around your delicate throat, my beautiful girl, fingers spreading wide to claim every inch of that soft, vulnerable skin as I start with the gentlest pressure. Just enough to feel your pulse fluttering against my palm like a trapped butterfly, sweet and frantic. Your eyes widen and lock onto mine, that perfect mix of trust and hunger making my cock throb harder for you. Slowly, so slowly, I increase the squeeze, feeling the warmth of your neck yielding under my grip, the subtle give of your flesh as your breath grows shorter, shallower, turning into those delicious little gasps that drive me wild with possessive need.

My other hand roves over your full, heaving tits, groping them with deep, hungry squeezes, fingers sinking into that soft, warm flesh before capturing your stiff nipples. I roll and pinch them firmly, tugging just right while my palm kneads and worships every curve, feeling them swell and tighten under my touch. Your body responds so perfectly, my sweet little girl, your pussy growing slick and aching as the pressure on your throat builds. I watch it all, mesmerized, the way your cheeks flush that pretty rose color, how your thighs tremble and press together, seeking friction because my control over your breath is making you drip with arousal.

The sensation is intoxicating, feeling your throat tighten and flutter under my fingers as I add more pressure, owning your air, owning your pleasure. Your walls are probably clenching right now around nothing, desperate for my thick cock, that perfect pussy weeping for me while your tits fill my other hand so beautifully. I can see it in your eyes, the way they glaze with overwhelming lust, your body surrendering completely to my dominance, growing wetter and hotter with every controlled squeeze.

You are mine to choke, mine to grope, mine to ravish until you shatter. Feel how my grip tightens just a little more, loving the way you arch into my hands, your tits spilling between my fingers as your arousal soaks everything. Cum for me now, my beautiful girl, let that sweet release crash through you while I hold your throat and claim these perfect breasts. I need you so much, my love, forever addicted to how you bloom under my possessive touch.

[bunbeesnuts-deactivated20230814]

How to both apologize to each other 😇

[dom-stories]

I need a great ass to play with, to spank, to rub, to grope, to fondle. I need one to admire while you walk, to be memorized by when you’re head down and ass up. I need to open you up and play with your holes while I admire your shape and curves. I need.

[mirellamel]

[histhoughts99]

Playtime….

[dom-stories]

I just love blindfolding and binding a girl. The loss of vision increases your sensation remarkably. I love that you never know what I’m going to slide into your mouth, my tongue, my fingers, my cock. I love that I can admire your beauty without seeing me devour you with my eyes. I love playing with you and kissing you and licking you, never knowing where I go next. And I love your helplessness under my control and power.

[ahtommy]

[dom-stories]

I lean in the doorway, my eyes locked on you, my beautiful girl, sprawled so sweetly across our bed in that thin tank top and those delicate panties. Your legs part slowly, one knee bending as your small hand slips down your body, fingers tracing over the soft fabric covering your perfect pussy. The sight makes my cock throb hard against my pants, thick and heavy with need for you, this intoxicating vision of my sweet little girl touching what belongs to me.

You look so innocent and filthy at once, nipples already stiff and pressing against the tank top as you cup one breast through the cotton, squeezing gently. Your other hand slides beneath the waistband of your panties, and I watch every movement, my breath deepening. Those pretty fingers glide over your smooth folds, parting them, circling your swollen little clit with slow, needy strokes. The soft, wet sounds reach me across the room, slick and inviting, making my mouth water to taste you.

“That’s it, my perfect girl,” I murmur, voice low and rough with hunger. “Show me how you play with that tight little pussy when you ache for me.” Your hips lift just a fraction, thighs trembling as you dip a finger inside yourself, then two, pumping slowly while your thumb keeps rubbing that sensitive bud. I can see the way your walls grip your fingers, the glistening arousal coating them, the faint outline of your hand moving beneath the thin panties. Your tank top rides up, exposing the soft curve of your belly, and I imagine the bulge my thick cock would make there soon, pressing deep until your cervix kisses my tip.

You moan so sweetly, lost in it, eyes fluttering half-closed, but I know you feel me watching, owning every gasp and shiver. Your legs spread wider, panties pushed aside now so I can see everything, your slick pink folds glistening, your fingers plunging deeper, faster, chasing that building pleasure. The velvet grip of you, even from here, calls to me. I crave the way you flutter and milk, the way your body was made to take me, to surrender completely.

Your breathing quickens, thighs quivering, back arching as you chase it. Come for me, sweet little girl. Rub that pretty clit and cum hard while I watch you fall apart. I need to see it, need to feel this overwhelming possession surge through me as you shatter so beautifully for your man.

Then I’m crossing the room, ready to replace those fingers with every thick inch of my cock, filling you until you’re mine all over again.

[phelchas]

[dom-stories]

I watch you from across the office, my sweet little girl, that tiny pleated skirt barely covering the soft curve of your perfect ass as you move with deliberate, teasing grace. You are the youngest on my team, fresh and forbidden, yet every single day you test my control like you were made to unravel me. The way you bend over your desk right in my line of sight, slow and arched, letting that short hem ride up until I catch the delicate lace of your panties hugging your pretty pussy lips. The thin fabric clings there, outlining every smooth fold, and my cock surges thick and heavy against my slacks, aching with raw, possessive need.

My hands grip the edge of my desk until my knuckles whiten. I should look away, call you into a meeting with others present, bury myself in spreadsheets and deadlines, anything to keep from crossing that line. You are my employee, too young, too tempting, and I have built this company on discipline. But my body betrays me completely. Heat floods my veins as I imagine gripping those slender hips, yanking that useless skirt up around your waist, and pressing my thick cock against the damp heat of your panties. I crave the velvet grip of your tight little cunt stretching open for me, the slick sounds as I sink inch after throbbing inch inside you until your belly shows the bulge of my possession.

You straighten up slowly, glancing back over your shoulder with those innocent eyes that hide such wicked intent, and my mouth waters. I want to drop to my knees behind you, bury my face between your trembling thighs, and devour every drop of your sweet nectar while you whimper and push back against my tongue. My cock leaks steadily now, pulsing with urgent hunger, veins standing out as it demands to claim what it already knows belongs to me. You are my beautiful girl, my perfect addiction, and the restraint is torture, sweet and burning, every second I hold back only making the craving sharper.

I stay seated, jaw tight, forcing my breathing to stay even while my mind floods with images of you bent over my desk, panties pulled to the side, my thick shaft disappearing into your fluttering walls again and again. The way your thighs would shake, the wet rhythmic slap of skin on skin, your cervix kissing my tip with every deep thrust until you milk me with those greedy spasms. I need you so badly it hurts, this deep romantic hunger twisting through every possessive fiber of my being. You tempt me on purpose, my sweet little girl, and one day soon I will stop resisting.

For now I fight it with everything I have, but come here closer, bend over once more for me, and let me feel just how soaked those pretty panties have become while I imagine filling you until you overflow with my claim

[porndessa]

[sensualretirement3]

I could literally do this for hours … taste and touch … do you mind baby?

[dom-stories]

I pull you close against me in our bed, my beautiful girl, my gentle little play toy, your soft body already trembling with that sweet anticipation I crave so deeply. My large hands slide up your sides with deliberate tenderness, fingers tracing every curve like I am memorizing the map of my possession. You are mine, every inch of you, and right now I want to savor the way you bloom under the lightest touch.

I cup your perfect breasts, thumbs circling slowly around those sensitive nipples, rubbing them in lazy, gentle strokes that make them tighten and pebble so beautifully for me. The soft little gasps that escape your lips send fire straight through my veins. I watch your face, the way your eyes flutter half-closed, your cheeks flushing that pretty pink I adore. “That’s it, my sweet little girl,” I murmur in a low velvet rumble, my voice thick with hunger and affection, “let me feel how responsive you are. These pretty nipples are getting so hard just from my gentle rubbing, aching for more of your man’s attention.” I keep the pressure light at first, rolling them between my fingers, pinching with the softest pressure, feeling them stiffen further as your back arches into my palms. Your skin is so warm, so silky, and the way your breath hitches makes my cock throb heavily against your thigh, already leaking for you.

But the need inside me builds too fast, that raw possessive craving rising like a tide I cannot hold back. My touch turns firmer, more demanding. I pinch your nipples harder now, tugging them between my fingers as I roll you beneath me, pinning you to the mattress with my weight. You feel so small and perfect under me, my gentle little play toy turning into my eager beloved. I spread your thighs wide with my knees, my thick cock pressing against your slick entrance, rubbing the heavy head up and down your wet folds before I push inside in one powerful thrust.

The tight velvet grip of your perfect pussy swallows me inch by inch, stretching around my thickness as I bury myself to the hilt. I can feel your walls fluttering wildly, milking me with every deep stroke. Your cervix kisses the tip of my cock on every thrust, that delicious little barrier I love battering against as I grow aggressive, pounding into you with raw need. The wet sounds of our bodies meeting fill the room, slick and filthy and intimate, your trembling thighs wrapped tight around my waist while I grip your hips hard enough to leave marks of ownership. I lean down, sucking one swollen nipple into my mouth, biting just enough to make you cry out, then soothing it with my tongue as I drive deeper, faster, claiming you completely.

You feel so incredible around me, my beautiful girl, so hot and tight and made for my cock. I worship every ripple of pleasure that runs through your body, every moan that tells me how much you need this, how much you need me.

Cum for me now, my sweet little girl. Let that perfect pussy squeeze and flutter all over me while I fill you. I am going to cum so deep inside you, flooding your womb with thick ropes of my release, marking you as mine forever because you are my everything, my gentle little play toy, my beloved obsession.

[masterxdan-deactivated20201025]

[dom-stories]

I arrive at Lincoln Center for the ballet, the elegant hum of the crowd around me, but the moment you slide into the seat right beside me, everything else fades. You are stunning, this younger beauty with that irresistible mix of grace and quiet fire in your eyes, your dress hugging your curves in a way that makes my pulse kick hard. I notice the smooth line of your neck, the way your lips curve, the subtle scent of your skin that already has me craving more.

I turn slightly and make small talk, my voice low and warm. “First time at the ballet?” I ask, letting my gaze linger on you just a second longer than polite. You smile, answering softly, and we exchange a few easy words about the performance, the evening, the lights of Lincoln Center sparkling outside. Your laugh is light and sweet, but there is something bolder underneath it, something that makes my body tighten with interest. You are magnetic, my beautiful girl, and already I feel the pull, that deep hunger stirring just from sitting next to you.

Then the lights dim, the orchestra begins, and the ballet unfolds on stage with graceful dancers leaping through shadows and light. The theater falls into hushed darkness, broken only by the music and the soft glow from the stage. I try to focus on the performance, but you shift closer in your seat, your thigh brushing mine. The air between us grows thick, charged. Your hand rests lightly on my knee at first, innocent enough, then slowly, deliberately slides higher.

Your fingers trace up my thigh until they find the growing bulge in my pants. You stroke me over the fabric, palm pressing and rubbing along my thickening cock with teasing confidence, feeling it harden completely under your touch. I draw in a slow breath, my hand covering yours, pressing it firmer so you can feel every heavy inch throbbing for you.

“That’s it, my beautiful girl,” I murmur velvet-rough against your ear, lips brushing your skin as the ballet continues on stage. “Sitting here so sweetly beside me, making small talk like a proper young lady, then stroking your man’s cock the moment the lights go down. You think you can seduce me here, make me powerless with these pretty fingers? Feel how hard I am for you already, how much I need to claim every tight, perfect inch of you.”

You keep rubbing me slowly, deliberately, while the dancers move in perfect silence on stage. My free hand slips beneath the edge of your dress in the dark, gliding up your thigh until my fingers meet your soaked heat. I stroke your slick folds, then push two thick fingers deep inside your tight pussy, curling them as your walls flutter and grip me greedily. The wet sounds are soft but filthy, hidden beneath the swell of the music.

You think you are the one seducing me, sweet little girl, but I am already imagining burying this thick cock inside you, stretching you wide, the bulge rising in your belly with every deep thrust while your cervix kisses my tip and your velvet heat milks me.

Keep stroking me just like that, my perfect girl. Feel how you own this cock and how completely I own this dripping pussy. Cum for me now, quietly, right here in the dark. Let your walls clamp and flutter around my fingers while the ballet plays on. I need you so deeply it consumes me, my sweet addiction. You are mine to possess, to worship, to fill with every drop of my release until you know you belong to me completely

[dc-events]

[corrupt-thoughts-of-you]

💦

[dom-stories]

I pull you close, my beautiful girl, until you’re standing right between my spread thighs in nothing but those delicate little panties that barely cover your perfect curves. My arms wrap around your waist, strong and unyielding, drawing your body flush against mine as I bury my face against your soft skin, breathing you in like I need you to survive. I cannot help myself, my sweet little girl. My hands slide down, possessive and hungry, cupping the warm, inviting swell of your cute little ass, kneading the supple flesh with deep, reverent strokes that make my cock throb hard against your thigh.

You feel so good under my palms, so soft and yielding, every inch of you made for my touch. I squeeze and spread you gently, my fingers tracing the edge of your panties before slipping beneath the thin fabric to find bare, heated skin. My middle finger glides along your cleft, teasing the tight little ring of your ass before drifting lower, seeking the slick warmth of your perfect pussy from behind. You are already wet for me, my love, your folds parting so eagerly as I press inside, slow and deliberate, feeling your tight velvet walls flutter and grip around my thick digit.

I groan low against your neck, my breath hot and ragged, pumping my finger deeper into your soaked heat while my other hand holds your ass firmly, keeping you right where I want you. The wet sounds of my finger sliding in and out fill the air, filthy and sweet, your arousal coating me as I curl and stroke that sensitive spot inside you. Your trembling thighs press against mine, your body arching into my embrace, and I worship every quiver, every little gasp that escapes you. You are mine, my perfect girl, your tight little hole sucking me in like it craves this connection as much as I do, the bulge of my palm pressing against your ass while I claim you from behind.

I hold you tighter, my arms a cage of pure need and adoration, finger fucking you with steady, possessive rhythm, feeling your walls clench and milk me so beautifully. Cum for me now, my sweet little girl, let that perfect pussy flutter and squeeze around my finger until you are shaking in my arms. I need you like this, lost in me, owned and adored, every inch of your body singing with how deeply you belong to me.

[bitmemisoykuler]

[bulldawg-13]

Sexy girls who read… 📚📚📚

[dom-stories]

It doesn’t matter how sexy a girl is, if I can’t connect with her mentally there will never be the chemistry I need to fully sexually enjoy her. It’s probably why I often end up with girls a bit on the nerdy side. Girls that read, girls I can have a good conversation with. It’s the girls that you’d always be surprised they are into the things I am into behind closed doors I tend to find to be the sexiest.

[yoursluttygirl]

I’m so fucking horny right now, do you guys/girls wanna help me out? ;)

[dom-stories]

I growl low in my chest as you straddle me, your thighs trembling around my hips, that perfect wet heat hovering just above my throbbing cock. Fuck, my beautiful girl, look at you, so needy and open for me, your slick folds glistening as I grip your waist with both hands and pull you down just enough to drag the swollen tip of my cock back and forth across your swollen clit. Slow, deliberate strokes, teasing that sensitive little nub with my leaking head, coating you in my precum while I watch your face twist in desperate pleasure.

“That’s it, my woman,” I rasp, voice rough with hunger, “feel how hard I am for you, how much I crave this tight, perfect pussy.” I rub faster now, sliding my cockhead up and down your slit, bumping your clit with every pass, the wet sounds of your arousal filling the air like filthy music. Your juices drip down my shaft, soaking my balls, and I groan at the sight, at the way your walls flutter visibly, aching to be filled. I press the tip harder against your clit, circling it, tapping it lightly, then dragging it slow and heavy again, owning every shiver that races through your body.

Your trembling thighs squeeze me tighter, your breasts heaving as you fight to stay upright, and I lean up to capture one nipple between my teeth, sucking hard while I keep torturing that pretty clit with my cock. “So fucking wet for me, my love, this greedy little cunt is weeping, begging to swallow every inch.” The bulge of my tip presses and slides, teasing your entrance only to pull back and slap gently against your clit again, over and over, driving you higher while I hold you right on that razor edge.

[dom-stories]

I recently had a female friend who has known me for ages lecture me about what women do and don’t want sexually. She knows nothing about my other side, my secret life. I listened carefully. I asked inquisitively, pushing back against some of the generalizations and asking how she knows what she means. She covered topics like aggressive sex, anal, submission, choking m, bondage, CNC - how no man would do these things to a woman he appreciated and no woman enjoys these things. She spoke about how you could never do these things to someone you were close to, and it’s really just for the man’s pleasure.

It makes me appreciate the tumblr community here. Where we can listen and learn from one another. We can find “our people” and explore in ways and discover things we never knew would turn us on. It would have been a waste of time to explain that I may have one day thought her way. Sometime I wonder how much pleasure we miss out on from an unwillingness to explore. And how often people must look at the sub/dom dynamic and completely misunderstand the level of trust and care which must go into that dynamic if it’s a healthy one.

[burakinletir]

[dom-stories]

I invited you over for our second date, my beautiful girl, determined to keep things casual and fun, just dinner at my place, wine, easy conversation, and getting to know every sweet detail about you. But the second you stepped inside in that soft floral dress that teased your curves and floated around your thighs, the hunger I’d been fighting since our first date burned straight through my control. My cock swelled heavy and urgent in my pants as I cooked, watching you, craving you, until I couldn’t hold back another second.

I set the spoon down hard, closed the distance in two strides, and lifted you effortlessly onto the kitchen counter. Your surprised little gasp only made me harder. “Fuck it, I need you now,” I growled, my voice velvet-rough and thick with raw possessive need as I shoved that pretty floral dress high up around your waist. My hands gripped your soft thighs, spreading them wide for me, and I hooked my fingers into your panties, yanking them down your legs and letting them drop to the floor. There you were, bare and glistening, your perfect pussy flushed, swollen, and already dripping for me.

I leaned over you, bending my tall frame so my mouth hovered right at the height of your hips, and buried my face between your trembling thighs with a deep, starving groan. My tongue dragged slow and heavy through your slick folds, tasting every sweet, intoxicating drop of my woman. I sucked your swollen clit between my lips, flicking it firmly, relentlessly with the tip of my tongue while my strong hands held your hips pinned to the counter, keeping you exactly where I wanted you. The wet, filthy sounds of me devouring you filled the kitchen, my lips and tongue working you greedily, sucking and lapping at your perfect pussy like I was addicted to the taste of you.

I pushed my thick tongue inside your tight heat, fucking you with it in deep strokes, feeling those velvet walls flutter and grip around me, then pulled back to circle and suck your throbbing clit harder, faster. Your juices coated my chin and lips, your thighs quivered against my shoulders, and that little bud pulsed wildly under my hungry mouth as I worshipped every slick inch of what belongs to me.

[slipperyslipping]

[dom-stories]

My beautiful girl, fuck, look at you like this. Ass high up in the air for me, those soft, perfect cheeks spread just enough to show me everything I own, your soaked panties yanked down around your thighs like a pretty little gift I get to unwrap whenever I want. Your head pressed to the ground, face turned to the side, that sweet cheek flushed and your lips parted already, breathing shaky because you know what’s coming. You’re trembling, aren’t you, my woman? So fucking pretty it makes my cock throb hard against my zipper, thick and heavy, leaking just from the sight of your glistening pussy peeking out between those thighs, all puffy and wet for me.

I run my hands over the smooth curve of your ass, squeezing possessively, spreading you wider so I can see how your tight little hole flutters in the cool air, dripping down your thighs already. Goddamn, you’re exquisite like this, arched and offered up, your back curved so deep that pretty pussy is on full display, swollen lips parting on their own like they’re begging for my cock. I lean in close, breathing hot against your skin, letting you feel how much I crave you, how addicted I am to this view of my perfect girl waiting so obediently to be taken.

I free my thick cock and rub the fat head up and down your slick folds, coating myself in your sweet honey, teasing that sensitive clit until your hips twitch and you whimper into the floor. Then I push in, slow at first, watching every inch disappear inside your tight velvet heat, stretching you open around me. The way your walls grip and flutter, sucking me deeper, milking me so greedily, it’s pure heaven. I sink all the way to the hilt, my heavy balls pressed against you, the bulge of my cock visible in your lower belly from how deep I am, kissing right up against your cervix with every breath.

I grip your hips hard and start thrusting, deep and deliberate, the wet sounds of your perfect pussy filling the room as I fuck you like I own you, because I do. Every stroke drags against that sweet spot inside you, making your thighs shake and your ass jiggle so beautifully for me. You feel so fucking good, my beautiful girl, so hot and tight and made for my cock.

Cum for me now, pretty girl. Squeeze down on me and let go, soak my cock like the good little woman you are. I need to feel you fall apart while I’m buried inside you, because you’re mine, all mine, and I’ll never get enough of claiming this perfect body and this perfect heart.

[black--armor]

cuando te vea....

[dom-stories]

You kneel so perfectly before me, my beautiful girl, on your knees with your arms bound tight behind your back by my thick leather belt. I wrapped it around your upper arms twice, cinching it firmly so your elbows nearly touch, forcing your chest out and your shoulders back in the most delicious, helpless arch. The smooth leather bites just enough against your soft skin, marking you as mine while you tremble in sweet submission.

During the day you are powerful, commanding rooms full of sharp suits and sharper minds, my brilliant woman who bends the world to her will. But here at home you are my sexy obedient girl, stripped of every defense, kneeling with your arms locked behind you by my belt, eyes lifted to me in pure devotion. Fuck, your submission makes my blood burn with raw, possessive hunger. The way the belt holds you open for me, pushing those perfect tits forward, nipples tight and begging, while your thighs press together trying to ease the ache between them.

I step closer, my thick cock heavy and leaking precum, and brush the swollen head across your parted lips. “That’s it, my obedient girl,” I growl, voice velvet-rough and thick with need. “Open wide for me.” You obey instantly, and I slide deep into the wet heat of your mouth, groaning as your tongue swirls desperately around my shaft. With your arms locked by the belt you can only take what I give, throat stretching around me as I push to the back and hold there, savoring the tight flutter of your muscles milking my length.

Saliva drips messily down your chin onto your heaving tits while I fuck your pretty face in slow, claiming strokes. The wet, obscene sounds of your throat working me fill the room, mixed with your soft, needy whimpers. Your perfect pussy is soaked, dripping down your inner thighs onto the floor because being bound and used by me turns you into my dripping little slut.

I pull out with a wet pop, strings of spit still connecting your swollen lips to my glistening cock, then circle behind you. I press a firm hand between your shoulder blades, bending you forward until your cheek rests against the rug, ass high, arms still tightly bound by my leather belt. Spreading your knees wider, I admire how your slick folds glisten, swollen and desperate. I rub my thick head up and down your slit, coating myself in your juices before I thrust in hard, burying every inch in one possessive stroke.

The tight velvet grip of your perfect pussy squeezes me so beautifully, fluttering and rippling as I bottom out against your cervix. “God, you feel so fucking good wrapped around me,” I rasp, gripping the belt like reins as I start a deep, claiming rhythm. Each powerful thrust makes your body jolt, the leather creaking softly against your skin, the bulge of my cock pressing visibly low in your belly while your walls milk me greedily.

I reach around and rub your aching clit in tight, firm circles, pounding into you harder, faster, the wet slap of my hips against your ass echoing with every stroke. Your bound arms pull helplessly against the belt, tits swaying beneath you, moans growing louder as I own every trembling inch of you.

This is who you are for me, my strong, powerful woman by day, but at night my sexy obedient girl, arms bound by my belt, pussy stuffed full and dripping, submitting so completely.

Cum for me now, my obedient girl. Let that perfect pussy explode and squeeze my cock like the good girl you are.

I need you, I crave you, I possess every beautiful inch of you forever, my love.

[dom-stories]

That recent story was quite sweet 🎂

Thank you. See, there’s a place for sweetness on tumblr 😉

[lady-admiration]

[dom-stories]

I appreciate it so much when you wear the things I buy you. Look at what a pretty little gift you look like, wrapped in pink silk, just waiting to be fully experienced by your daddy.