Daddy was home last night and it seems that he has a bit of vampire in him. We were curled in bed and he was talking seductively in my ear, asking me to relax and let him bite me again. He had bit me three weeks ago and the mark from his teeth is still there. I slowly angled my neck and closed my eyes, bringing my bottom lip into my own mouth and biting down on it.
Daddy slowly took a hunk of skin into his mouth and bit down with his teeth, increasing the pressure bit by bit. I begged him to let go. Last night I had no pain tolerance at all. I was pushing on his head till he finally released the hunk of my skin out of his mouth. I breathed in heavily, hearing him whisper in my ear again. Knowing I would cave to him, asking to do it again and I asked him to do it lower, more on my shoulder. He took a bit of skin in again and bit down harder. I gasped and begged him to release, my breaths were short as he let go and kissed and nipped at my ear.
He pulled himself up and pulled my breasts to his mouth, sucking on a lower part of each one, the skin tingling and stinging. Then going down me to my inner thighs. I squirmed and begged for him not to. Telling him I wasn’t standing up to pain very well. He spread my legs and took a large bit of skin into his mouth and sucked and bit down. He did this to each inner thigh as I begged for him to stop. Knowing he had done this to both I was desperate to get away, desperate to move. I flipped around quickly with my bottom in the air and he laid himself on top of me, nipping different parts, moving himself down to my bottom. I squealed no as he bit my right cheek.
We curled into one another again as I giggled. I felt glorious. It was a different way of him dominating me, of making me his, without cuffs or blindfolds or paddles. I felt whole, and entirely his. I loved every bit of it.
Shoulder and neck
Left breast
Right breast
