#yourbusinessdaddy

[pvssyriot-blog]

@yourbusinessdaddy.

“oh—,” yasmina flushed at the other’s words, her head tilting down as she glanced at her frame in her dress, a soft breath leaving her petals, “thank you,” she smiled softly as she looked back up at the male, shifting a bit where she stood, her body swaying slightly with the quiet music that spilled from the speakers, and floated throughout the room, “you look very nice yourself.”

[hollowiisms-archive-blog]

@yourbusinessdaddy // @kissmyassromeo 

“romeo,” venus sang, slowly making her way into the room, revealing her outfit of choice as she continued her way into the room. “are you feeling up for a little bit of playtime, love? because i’ve been thinking about you all day and i could really use a little playtime with my boy.” she purred, moving closer until she was standing between his legs, hands on his shoulders as she looked down at him. she swayed her hips a little, moving one hand to rest against her abdomen as she continued to move her hips, teasing him just slightly now. 

[dcrkparadiise-blog]

@yourbusinessdaddy

Naya should have been used to all the boys in the club. She was constantly bothering them as she walked up to the door of the club house, waving at the guys that were sitting out front. “Hey boys.” She called out as she walked in, looking around. “Where’s Vincent?” She asked the prospect, raising an eyebrow, seeing the male walk out of the room. “Nevermind. Maybe you’ll get lucky next time.” She said patting his hand, winking at him before walking up to the vice president of the club. “You busy?” She asked, looking up at him.

[hcngmcn]

@yourbusinessdaddy

india, to put it bluntly, was bored out of her skull at this party. she was bored of the chitchat and pleasantries and she just wanted to go back to the apartment she shared with her sister. she examined her perfectly manicured stiletto nails once ore as a pervy, older man droned on about some project and how india and austin would be the perfect models for such a project. she was far too shy to say anything bad, much less blunt than her sister when it came to speaking to others.

austin was bored of the man’s talking, really not interested in the project, especially since he wouldn’t divulge much information about what it was or what they'd be doing. “yeah, no, sorry, we’ve already got prior commitments so we won’t be taking on your offer.” austin said with a forced smile before grabbing india’s hand and dragging her off to a less busy part of the party so the two could just sit and be left alone.

[tcngledstrings-archive-blog]

yourbusinessdaddy

It was a bit difficult for Alex to believe at first with her mind struggling to come out of its sleepy haze, but it seemed she'd finally done it. She'd finally managed to gather enough courage to agree to the proposal that she'd been considering for weeks. And, if her nakedness meant anything, the night must have gone well for the both of them after she came over. Her seeming to have spent the night with him instead of returning home. Even so, although everything seemed to have gone well from what she could piece together, Darren was nowhere to be seen. Now knowing what else to do, Alex stretched her arms and then sat up in bed, allowing the sheets to fall away from her body without much care. If he was there, she figured her nude form wouldn't be something he didn't see last night. As she became more aware with each passing moment, the sight of something on the dresser beside the bed caught her eye. Turning towards it, she realized that it was a piece of paper with scribbling on it. Leaning over, she quickly snatched up the note and began reading its contents. It was a note from Darren, informing her that he was going to be out for a bit but would return soon and that she was also to roam around and clean herself up a bit as she liked. Smiling to herself, Alex placed the letter back on the dresser and slipped out of bed, searching for her clothes. Eventually, she found - most - of her outfit from last night in a separate room. And, from the looks of things there, it seemed as if the night they spent together began in the room. Having found most of her clothes there, as well as a couple articles of his. Still, even though it had all begun there, it still looked pretty well kept; appearing to be a study of some sorts. She did recall that he mentioned that he was a writer and that he'd written different - and numerous - things over the years, she didn't realize that he was successful enough to afford something like this. Then again, she should have realized that after he offered to pay her bills and other things out of the blue. Still, from the looks of the so-called study, he had to have been good at what he did. Momentarily forgetting about her original task, Alex instead grew curious enough to look around his study. There were numerous articles and books displayed and strewn about. Some were by him, some were not. However, one book, in particular, caught her eye. A dark covered book laid on top of his desk, almost as if it was beckoning her. Unable to quell the burning curiosity welling within her, she took the book and examined its covers. "Well, well, well. Seems articles aren't the only things Darren likes to write." The book she had in her hands was, surprisingly, an erotic novel written by none other than him. And, judging from the description of the books' foreword, it was erotic in a much kinkier sense. Alex wasn't a stranger to erotic novels. Before, she'd read a chapter or two from an erotic novel her friend's mother had left on her table, but they never really drew her in before like his. She wasn't sure if that was due to the fact that she knew Darren - and the relationship between them had recently changed - or it was the design of the book. Either way, she soon found herself returning back to the bedroom she woke up in and thumbing through the book. Soon enough, she was completely wrapped within the world he'd created and the current scene she was reading; a woman undergoing punishment after breaking a rule that was set by her Dominant. The woman in the novel was currently being suspended in the air by straps that supported her body while her legs were spread apart and her arms were secured behind her, allowing her little to no movement. While she squirmed in her restraints, her Dominant stood beside her by a table covered with an assortment of tools and toys, all ripe for the choosing. All while Alex was reading the scene, she was becoming worked up; her heart was beginning to race with each passing sentence, and she was squirming anticipatedly, waiting what he was going to do to her. She didn't have to wait long, though. Soon, the Dominant was picking up a flogger from the table and hitting it against his own palm, testing its weight and strike. After he determined it would be perfect for use, he calmly strode over to her and reached out; stroking a hand against her thigh, causing her to quiver in response. She said nothing to him, knowing well what was to come by the look in his eyes and the tool in his hand. "I'm going to count to three." He said in a strict tone, addressing her with a grip of her skin. "Then, I'm going to deliver ten strikes to your thighs and pussy. Remember, although you agreed to this earlier when we were discussing your punishment, you know you can use the safe word any time. Are we clear?" The submissive nodded her head hesitantly, staring at the flogger by his side. Now that he'd seen her give the signal that she was alright to continue, he removed his hand from her thigh and prepared himself for the first strike. Reaching his arm back, he flicked his wrist in the direction of her thigh, causing the flogger's straps of leather to snap against her skin. Immediately, she reacted to the swat, her hips and thighs flinching and squirming. The area that the flogger had struck her was clear; the skin red and tingling with pin-pricks of slight pain. After a few moments passed, she'd gathered herself again, though now her breathing was more harsher as she waited for the next strike. On and on the scene went till she'd managed to accept all ten strikes; four on each thigh, and two on her pussy. By the time the flogging scene had ended, Alex was practically writhing on the bed. Her thighs pressed together as she tried to relieve the distracting need between her legs while she read the book. She wasn't sure why, but something about the scene was just... absolutely intoxicating to her. Well, that was a lie. She'd always been curious and mixing pain and pleasure in the bedroom, but she'd never thought to actually try it. Not only that, but there was also something about the Dominant and submissive roles that were portrayed that stroked something within her, as well. "Fuck it." The more Alex read, the more excited she became. Even though she knew better than to do something so brash, she couldn't help herself. Pressing and working her thighs together was doing nothing to relieve her longing, so she decided to take matters into her own hands. Or, fingers, really. Biting her bottom lip, Alex leaned back against the pillows behind her and supported her upper body. Keeping the book open in one hand, she used her other hand to help herself; her fingers making their way down her body till they finally reached the spot where she wanted them to be the most. Without hesitation, her fingers slipped between her lips and delved into her hot core; stroking her wet walls while her thumb brushed against her clit every so often. The moan that followed soon after was a loud, unabashed one that had her feeling a bit embarrassed about. But, the embarrassment she felt for a second was soon washed away by pleasure as she bucked against her own fingers, fucking herself while she tried to read the next chapter in the book. So caught in the heat of the moment, she didn't even realize that not only was she wet from her excitement, but she was also wet from the leftovers Darren had given her last night. Her mind was just too far gone to realize it at the moment.

[siircns]

- ( @yourbusinessdaddy ) -

        this place seemed almost ridiculous to calista--a private island with everything they wanted and needed, and it was all just there for the two of them alone. she supposed that was the perk of dating james, but it was still taking her a while to get used to in despite her own lifestyle. she had money, but not this kind of money. calista looked around as she walked into the large house they were staying in, james behind her with their bags. “this is even better than the pictures you showed me, baby,” she tells him, running her fingers through her long hair as she looks around. eventually, cali turns toward him, playful smile on her lips. “what are we doing first, hmm?”

[your-lonely-witches]

@yourbusinessdaddy

‘Hey!’ Jake quipped, though the seriousness of the tone he was trying to go with was ruined a little by the edges of his lips being curled up into a smirk. ‘I’m trying to be serious here, Daddy, watched that Magic Mike stuff to prepare and everything.’ Jake had been trying to do a strip tease for Jack but maybe it wasn’t going exactly to plan. He’d removed his shirt, or partly, before not being able to fully pull it off as the cuffs wouldn’t get over his hands. ‘...should ‘ave undid those buttons first I suppose...’ 

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@businessdaddyjack / @yourbusinessdaddy

He looks busy, and Angel knows he shouldn’t interrupt, but he’s terribly bored, and he hates seeing Jack stressed. So, quietly as possible, the smaller moves to his side, pulls gently at his arm. When Jackson doesn’t look at him, he pouts a little more, and completely removes the other’s arm from the desk, climbing into his lap, pressing little kisses on his jaw. “Y-you’re, you’re t-t-too str-stressed.”