content: afab non-binary MC, daddy kink, sub/dom, pegging, edging, butt plug, voyeurism, squirting
god i couldn’t wait to get home. work had taken so much out me and i couldn’t wait to see my love. harry never failed to ground me, always willing to help me relax after stressful days working at the hospital. i can feel the weight of the day lifting off of me as i pull in the drive and head into our home. however, something feels off as soon as i walk in.
harry knows how stressful my day had been by my small text updates i managed to send throughout the day. on days like this, he usually greeted me with a tender kiss and swaying hug in the doorway for at least a minute. today, the house sounded too quiet. i peered into the dining room to see if h was working with headphones on and didn’t hear me, but he didn’t appear to be in this area of the house.
toeing off my sneakers and leaving my bag by the door, i head upstairs to hopefully find him. by the time i’m up the steps and approaching the bedroom, i can hear heavy breathing and rustling. thankfully, my relationship with harry, the love of my life, is so strong that i had no doubt in my mind that he was only in there alone, not with someone else. i peek into the cracked door to see him in only a pair of boxer briefs, face down on our king bed. he seemed so lost in his pleasure that he didn’t hear me get home or walk up the steps, because he certainly would not be doing this if he knew i was watching. i was simultaneously frustrated and unbelievably turned on to see my baby grinding his hips into a spare pillow, but refraining from touching himself. on harder days for me, he knows i need to be taken care a little more, so i’m sure he feels guilty about pleasuring himself before me. however, it’s clear he’s struggling as much as i am. see, harry and i enjoy being more sexually fluid with one another, never letting one person be the dom or sub for long stretches of time. we cater to each others needs on an ever changing basis, and it’s clear today he’s feeling significantly more needy than i do.
i push the door open more and begin to walk in the room and he freezes. “baby? fuck i’m so sorry. i really am”, he tries to explain as his hips are still slowly circling and his brows are scrunched as he looks at me with dilated eyes. “i know you need me today. i tried to hold off, but i couldn’t stop myself from slipping. i knew i had to at least hold off until you were home so we can play together. i’m yours baby, do what you want with me tonight.”
i felt the heat pool between my legs when he mentioned playing. we liked to call our more drawn out sexcapades “playing”, as we we’re constantly exploring boundaries and each others’ preferences when one of us has slipped into our dominant and submissive mindsets. i sit on the bed next to him where he has stopped the movement of his hips, knowing he now needs to await my instructions. i rub my palm up and down his back and gently say, “god h, look at you. so needy for me. i understand you couldn’t help the slipping feeling, but i was really looking forward to being tended to tonight. instead looks like i’m going to have to let out my stress by punishing you. is that okay, baby?”
his head is turned and his glassy gaze is focused on my lips as i’m speaking. i know he needs this. fuck, i need it more than he does. “yes. yes, please. my body is for your pleasure. do what you want to me, angel.”
“mm okay baby. i’ll take care of you. but first, i need to take care of myself. don’t want to be too aggressive with you taking out my frustrations, now do i?” harry lightly shakes his head. “here’s what we’re going to do: i need to rinse off these hospital germs from work. while i’m in the shower, you’re going to put in the purple butt plug, then lay on your back and wait for me. i will know if you touched yourself anywhere besides your ass okay, baby? don’t make your punishment any worse than i plan it to be, hm?” harry looks like he’s not even on earth right now he’s so deep into his submissive mind. he knows what’s coming for him after i instructed to use the purple butt plug. it’s one of our bigger ones, used to either prep me for his thick cock, or him for our larger array of dildos. i lean down to peck his lips and speak in a soft voice so he knows it’s me, not my dom persona speaking when i ask, “is this all okay with you my love? if you really need a release we can save the punishment. i can see you’re already pretty deep into feeling subby, hm?”
he brings a hand up to smooth some hair off the side of my face before responding, “mm angel. always so good to me. i deserve to be punished for putting my pleasure before yours today. use me. god- please… i can take it-“
“shhh hey okay baby. we can do that. just wanted to check in. i’m going to hop in the shower really fast, and you get yourself set up. any requests this evening darling?” harry and i are both quite kinky people. we have lots of different interests, so it’s always helpful to see if one of us has something we’re really craving that day. it makes the sex, during our play sessions or just us, so much more pleasurable.
“i want it to hurt. edge me until i’m screaming. i know my safe word. i’ll see you after your shower” and with that, he slowly peels himself off the bed to gather what he’ll need to prep himself. i don’t miss the massive dark spot on his underwear from where he’s been leaking, even after not being touched. i walk into the bathroom, but leave the door open so i can better hear what he’s up to in there.
as i’m washing my body and debating how i’ll hurt my love tonight, i hear him moan loudly, which was more of a pained shout than a moan, but i knew he loved it. we do anal with each other often enough to not need extensive prep each time, so i’m sure he didn’t even use any fingers before stuffing himself with the butt plug. seeing as he’s really in the mood for pleasurable pain tonight, i decide that i’m going to make him cum over and over, untouched, with no cock ring. but before i let him finish, i’m going to get myself off in front of him. god, he’s going to lose it.
after i’m out of the shower and dried, i walk into the room naked to find him just how instructed. he’s rid himself of his boxer briefs, his cock rock hard and already an angry red laying against his stomach with the flared base of the plug visible. i wander into the closet to pick out what toys we’ll be playing with tonight. i grab my favorite clit sucking vibrator and a dildo that is slightly larger than harry. he doesn’t like when this one is used on me as it slightly deflated his ego, but he can get over it. i also grab the harness i’ll eventually need to attach the dildo to so i can then fuck him with it.
his eyes widen when he sees what i picked out. i make a note to speed this up a little as i really don’t want him to be hard for too long that he’s genuinely in pain.
“whats your safe word, love?” i ask. it’s incredibly important to both of us to ask before every session, as we are both familiar with being so deep in sub space or a persona that it’s hard to remember if we weren’t recently reminded.
“my safe word is red. if i’m beginning to get uncomfortable, my word is yellow. if i’m good to go, my word is green. please baby-“
“ah- not my name right now. what’s my name, slut?”
“fuck, i’m sorry daddy. please punish me, i’m so fucking hard for you…” his voice trails into a small whisper.
“mm actually, since you’ve been a bad fuckin baby today, my pleasure comes first. im going to get myself off while you watch, then i’ll consider letting you cum. no whining or interrupting me. each word out of your mouth besides a safeword, you’re getting spanked. ready? yes or no?”
and with that, i crawl onto him, purposefully not even getting near his cock. he’s laid on his back, partially propped up by pillows. i face him, but sit down between his knees so he has to look past his aching length to see the pleasure i’m giving myself. i spread my wetness around before turning on the vibrator. i start with it on low, and gasp as it comes in contact with my already throbbing clit. jesus christ, i can believe how sensitive i am without even being touched. maybe it’s a good thing he needed to be dominated tonight because apparently it’s what my body craved as well.
i keep the setting on low as i close my eyes and grind my hips into the toy. it isn’t long before i feel the pressure building, and i turn it up a click. god, this will not take long. i open to eyes to see harry’s forehead covered in sweat and his hands clenched by his sides. i love leaving him uncuffed to it’s harder for him to resist from touching himself.
“jesus christ, daddy. you’re so wet..” he whispers to himself. it seems he realized he said it out loud when i moan out that he’ll be receiving 6 spanks.
just a few moments later my orgasm washes over me, but i don’t let up on the vibrations. i bring my gaze down to harry’s cock, which at this point has left a pool of precum on his tummy at the sight of me getting myself off. i want to tease him just a bit more, so i decide to give myself one more orgasm before turning my focus to him. i grab the dildo with my left hand and without any prep, move my lips apart and shove the entire thing in me. god it hurts but it hurt so deliciously good.
“oh god!” this time harry says this fully out loud, not caring about being punished for it.
i fucking love hard, fast, deep penetration, especially from a cock this large. i draw the dildo back out, then slam it in again. this time, i begin an animalistic pace and simultaneously turn the vibrator up. i stare at harry’s hole stretched around the plug, thinking out stuffing him full of the same cock i’m getting fucked with. my belly begins to tighten in a way i recognize, but have never been able to accomplish myself. i’m about to make myself squirt, all over harry’s sprawled out body. when i look at his face, it’s clear he knows what’s about to happen as well. i’m sure my face was showing my vulnerability and determination to get myself there. he can tell i might need a little help getting there before my arm gets tired of fucking myself sore.
“god daddy. look at me, please.” i look at his eyes, dark in lust but also soft in amazement. “come for me. fucking soak me, the sheets, the bed baby. you deserve all the pleasure in the world. go on, beautiful..” i begin to clench down before pushing the dildo right out of me, and scream as i squirt the hardest i ever have in my life. years of harry coaxing these types of orgasms from me and i have never once came that hard. i throw the vibrator and begin to swipe my fingers over my overstimulated clit to drawl out this feeling. i literally feel like i could pass out from how blinding this feeling is. once i stop squirming, i open my eyes to see harry also is heaving. i peer to his belly to see him covered in cum.
“jesus baby, you came just from looking at daddy pleasure themself? good fucking boy” i say, still out of breath. i lean forward and place my hands on his hips, mouth grazing his abdomen as i clean up our combined releases. i pause the look up at him, “now, just because that took an unexpected turn doesn’t mean you’re not getting your punishment. i’ll forgive your last little outburst there, but don’t do it again. are you ready to play, my slut?”
“yes, daddy” he whispers, his eyes just slightly beginning to roll back in anticipation of some relief. i stand up off of him, and attach the dildo still covered in my arousal to the harness before strapping myself into it.
“lay on your stomach.” i instruct as i add a small amount of lube to my length. he slowly gets up and turns, settling with his knees spread a bit apart, showing off his pretty little ass. i groan as a knead his cheeks, and give him a light spank. “do you know how many spanks you earned yourself tonight?”
“it’s eight, but since you asked, i give you an extra-“ i cut myself off as a slap my palm into his right cheek. i immediately knead it, hearing him moan as the slaps send his dick pressing harder into the mattress. i lean forward to lick behind his ear and whisper “remember your words, slut. use them if you need them.”
and with that, i gripped his hips to bring his perky little ass higher before beginning an alternating pattern of harshly spanking him. between each one he let out a small squeak. with the ninth, i spanked him harder than i had previously. he jerked and yelled out in pleasure. i rubbed both cheeks for a minute before spreading them to focus on the plug. i grasped it and began to wiggle it out, before it popped out after passing the widest part. god he looked so spread for me. i lean up on my knees to line up with his slightly gaped hole, and slid it in quickly.
“oh! fuuuck!” he shouts and flinches “yes please fuck me.” i draw back slowly, and roll back into him at a medium but deliberate pace. this strap was a little too large to fully pound into him, so i opted for sensual but hard rolls of him hips that massaged his prostate on every thrust. i tear my glance away from where my cock is disappearing into him up to his face. his left cheek is smooshed into the pillow, his brows are drawn up in intense pleasure.
“yes.. god.. please let me fucking cum..”
“you earned it. go ahead baby.” i coo as i continue working him. he lifts his hips up a little to allow room for his cock to begin shooting ropes of cum onto his tummy. he is so engrossed in pleasure that his mouth hangs in a silent scream but continues to roll his hips back into me, elongating his release. finally his hips plop back down, and i take it his milked himself dry.
still inside him, i lean over to pepper kisses across his back and shoulders, “i’m going to pull out now..” he winces as i draw back. “can you roll to the other side of the bed? i’ll wipe you off and strip the sheet” he is still so out of it that i help guide him in rolling, getting a view of the sticky mess he made. i would be lying if i said i’ve seen him release that much before. the painful edging for over an hour really sent him over the edge.
it’s clear he passed right out into sleep when he doesn’t react when i take the sheet off the corners and shimmy it out from under him. we make messes like this at least once a week so we’ve learned to keep another clean sheet already on for moments like this. i run to the bathroom to grab a warm washcloth for each of us and return to wipe him down. he doesn’t react at all when i move the hair off his forehead and plant a kiss there. after throwing the washcloths into the hamper i crawl into my side of the bed. tangling my legs with my love’s and flicking off the bedside light.
it’s only when i hear a small “nigh’ love” that i realize that he wasn’t asleep, he was coming down from probably the most intense orgasm he’s experienced for multiple minutes. i press a kiss into his shoulder before shutting my eyes for the night.
