Sometimes, I want to come home from work and just kiss you. Lay my head in your lap. Have you lightly scratch my back with those beautiful nails of yours. I want to hear about your day. Not talking about mine.
Sometimes, I want to come home from work and have you run to me at the front door, jumping into my arms screaming “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!”
But today, I want something very different. I pick up my phone to text very specific instructions to you.
“I’ll be home at 3:10. Be waiting for me at the door. Naked. On your knees. I want your SLAVE collar already on your neck. I’m going to use you today.”
In a matter of seconds, “Yes, Sir” comes across my screen. I allow a slight smile, not giving anything away to my co-workers, but knowing what I have waiting for me at home. Knowing how jealous they’d be if they knew what was about to happen.
Driving home, I’m thinking about you sitting there…waiting. Knowing that your submission is the greatest gift I have ever received. Knowing it’s a gift I could never take for granted. Knowing that you are more than a gift…you are my prize!
Pulling into the driveway, I know you hear the garage door. I imagine you’re as excited as I am. Standing at the door, I take a deep breath, then confidently stroll through the door. As instructed, there you are. On your knees, sitting back on your legs. Eyes down. Hands resting on your thighs, palms up, just as a good slave should. Your back is straight. Your long hair flowing down your back and over your shoulders, actually covering one breast. Leaning down, I place the joint of my index finger under your chin, lifting your eyes to mine. A kiss on your forehead and I ask “Are you ready?” “Yes, Sir” is your response almost before I finished the question. “Good Girl.”
“Open your mouth.” You immediately open. I shove my thumb in, index finger still under your chin. Using your jaw, I pull you up to stand before me. Without releasing, I lead you to the bedroom. To the bed. Turning you around so you’re facing me and your back is to the bed. Left hand goes to your throat. Right hand goes to your tits. Pinching your nipples hard. Slapping. The thud of the smack making you wince. My grip on your neck tightens a little. I let my right hand trail down to your hole. It’s wet. Soaking. Dripping. Such a dirty little slut. Being told what to do. Forced. Slapped. Choked. Makes your little pussy wet. We’re just getting started. My fingers go back to your mouth. “Open!” and you do. “Taste your pussy! Clean it off my fingers!” And you do. With the hand on your throat, I push you hard onto the bed. Reaching into our “Toy Chest”, I bring out the wrist and ankle cuffs. I fasten them around your ankles first. Then attach them them to the spreader bar. “Give me your hands!” and you reach down between your legs. I grab one hand and pull you towards me, just enough to attach the wrist cuff to the spreader bar. Then the other wrist. Now you’re laying there, naked and at my mercy. The most beautiful sight i have ever seen. Your little pink pussy, soaking wet…I can almost see your heartbeat right out of it. Looking across your entire body, I realize, you are physically perfect. Back to the “Toy Chest” for your ball gag. Quickly fastening it around your head and positioning it in your mouth.
“I’m going to take a shower. I’ll be back in about 30 minutes. Don’t go anywhere.” as I kiss your forehead and reach down between your legs again, sliding two fingers around your little pussy, before slipping the inside. Pulling them out of you, I suck your juices off of them this time. As I head toward the shower, I marvel at how sweet you taste and smell.
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