EPIC – little girl giving in to control

The morning after, still floating, sipping good coffee.

Day 14 of 30 days of pleasure and naughtiness.

There was a hockey game on tv. But that was the last thing on our minds. We had had ice cream cake and had put the little one to bed. As he tapped the mini keg and put it in the fridge and I had grabbed one of my own beers. Normally we might have made cocktails or he would have made a 7&7 but this was a game night and us both being Pittsburgh fans it’s a silent understanding that you only drink beer on that night.

He had seen my tumblr and he knew that little girl needed someone to take control. I needed spanked, to worship his cock and feel little and totally out of control. It wasn’t long that after sitting on the couch he asked me to go over his knee and I looked at him as he told me again. Normally I would have tried a power struggle with him as most times I don’t do well with sudden commands. But I am getting better at it.
I put myself over his lap but this time instead of draping myself over him to where it was very uncomfortable, I put my head on his leg on his distant knee. I kissed his leg and instantly it was more of an intimate moment. He started off with a few and they ranged in strength till he reached his hand down to my freshly shaven pussy to feel how wet I was. Damn slut that I am, I gave myself away. The smacks that continued were not easy ones. But Daddy did it in such a rhythm that there was a smack to each cheek, then a second of rubbing my pussy and clit. Daddy did this several times in a row till he knew I was soaked. Only seconds from squirting all over his lap.

Daddy got up to get a refill on his drink and grabbed the washable marker he saw I had left out after coloring with my son. He drew things on my nipples. Laughing as he wrote ‘bite’ above one and wrote something else below my neck line. Then he told me to get up on the chaise. There again, another second of hesitation. Looking from the chaise to him. But my brain stopped and I went over to the chaise and obeyed. Knowing this night was about nothing else but giving me what we both needed. I needed to make my brain give up.

My pussy was soaked from him spanking me. He slid into me perfectly. Oh what a release it was just to feel him enter me. My brain letting go to udder bliss and my orgasm shaking my body and gripping onto his cock. Then working my body for his mind and needs. My body wanting him to put his seed into me. He had my right leg on his shoulder and my left was wrapped around his waist as his head went back and he groaned in pleasure as he filled me with his cum.

He got up and I licked around his cock, cleaning our cum off of him and he went into the kitchen for a refill as I noticed that I was still nursing one beer. Unusual for me. But I was ok with it. I knew our evening was no where near ending. I went to go into the bathroom but I stopped before I reached the door, he only watched me silently. I stopped and closed my eyes. Asking Daddy if I was allowed to pee. He told me yes but followed me in and tore a strip of paper off and got down on his knees. I looked at him as I chewed on my lips in worry that I would be able to pee with him so close to me. But when I was about to let go he told me no, that I was to open my legs so he could watch. In my mind there was an immediate battle. I knew that I should let him see, that I should be a good little girl. I asked him not to touch me or he would make me stop. I spread my legs, and closed my eyes and tried to let go. It came out so slow and my eyes were squeezed shut so hard. But when I finished I looked at him nervous again as he wanted me to push out to him for him to wipe me. It was so unusual for me that I couldn’t help but give him the funniest look. After, washing our hands and going back out into the living room.

He told me that he would like to cum again when we were in the living room. I moved slowly, my body in bliss and my mind fuzzy as I was on my knees licking and sucking on his cock.  With my mouth on him he got harder but not completely. I tried to work my magic on him. Moaning and pushing myself down again and again on him sealing my lips tighter on the shaft of his cock. He looked down at me and told me that he had to pee and asked me if I would like to take it right there. I asked him if we could do it in the bathroom and he nodded a yes to me.

I was still slightly hesitant but I got slowly down, and he offered his cock in his hand. An action so small. But him holding his cock out to me makes m melt and immediately wet. My Daddy Dom… I wrapped my lips around him and sealed them right where I needed them to be able to swallow quickly. It only took a second for him to start and I was right he went quickly. But Daddy always has a lot of pee and after a good ten swallows and not dripping any, the taste changed. I tongued the tip of his cock and grunted as he took his cock out of my mouth and finished in the toilet. Telling him that it tasted differently he told me it was ok. I was secretly proud for taking his pee as I had not done so in a very long time and we had both mentioned missing it earlier in the week.

He turned around and opened the closet and took out the tools needed for a good impact play and I whimpered as he took out the new impact toy I had bought from extreme restraints. I had hoped I was only getting a nice and good hard flogging but as he grabbed several things I walked out of the bathroom and put myself on all toys on the chaise. Thinking in my head to give up, to let him take control. My Daddy totally capable of taking control for me and knowing what’s best. (Been a long time coming)

There was two smacks on each cheek up in the air and I was expecting the worst. I thought for one foolish moment out loud, oh that’s not that bad. Then he told me that it was just the paddle as he flung it onto the couch. Now was the new object. Kind of like a folded in half belt but much thicker and with a handle. There was hits to each cheek. Not ramping but experimenting. I hurt badly and I wanted no more of it. I cocked my head and looked up to him but he told me two more… why was there always two more? The next two I think were meant to cross both cheeks but when he brought it down flat like that the brunt of the hit was put into the end of it, hitting my right cheek. I gasped and flattened my body. Breathing hard as he walked over to the pile of things.

The flogger came down on my back. Hard hits, not spreading the ends out but it still felt so good to have it on my body. The one tool that I always feel more of a connection and a release to. The hits had no direction. But soon Daddy let the tails spread out on my body as they hit and I rose my body to him. Like a cat does to a long stroke I rose my back and bum out to him. I can only imagine that he smiled.

He asked me to turn around onto my back and felt my pussy and how wet it was. Then bringing his hand down on my pussy I closed my legs trapping his hand. He looked up at me with a look I knew all to well. It was pure reaction. I felt bad as I opened back up my legs. He did it again three or four more times. And then I asked him. Can you please take me to sub space Daddy? I told him that I was half way there and the pussy slaps were nice but they were keeping me from hitting that goal. He looked at me and I couldn’t understand the look. He told me to roll back over. I was sure that I was in trouble.

The most amazing thing happened then. He started hitting me with the flogger but lighter. With direction and purpose hitting each of my body parts one at a time. An order only in his head. As he moved around my body he got the slightest bit harder with every round. Ramping me like we have ever done before. It was the most amazing thing that I had ever felt before.

I don’t know how much time had passed but I started to worry about Daddy started to worry that it was tiring him out. But my brain told me to hush and to just let go. I gave in then. With his hits getting so hard my body had needed it. I started to soar and more time passed. It felt like I was in a dream. Then out of no where pain started to register. I was still very deep in sub space but I cried out the safe word.

He let the flogger fall and looked down at me telling me he was so proud of me. You could hear it in his voice. Asking me if I had enjoyed what he did and I told him that it was the most amazing thing that Id ever felt in my life. That I was soaring. It took a minute to get up. It registered that we didn’t use restraints or blindfolds or anything. I just gave in to him. I was so happy.

Daddy sat down on the couch then and told me that he would like for me to lay on the couch and put his cock in my mouth and rest there. Cock worship, just what I needed. I crawled over to him with a smile on my face and asked Daddy if I could have a drink. I took a few swigs of my drink then. And laid down on the couch and nuzzled his cock happily. I took him in my mouth and hummed on him with my happiness and he reacted immediately. After all he had said that he would like to cum again. It didn’t register to get off the couch and get on my knees. I was too far into sub space.

He stroked himself when I pulled my mouth off of him to breathe. He ordered me to get his phone to take pictures but I had the camera out to charge it earlier so web I handed him both he said he would just use the camera. I laid back down as I had before and got him wet as he took pictures. He had wanted to cover my face. So he stroked with one hand while I watched him greedily. I closed my eyes just in time as he came on my face. Most of it going near my cheek and eye but the last of it going into my open mouth. Almost like a reward. He told me to stay still as he took pictures.

Later he asked if I liked when he came on my face. When I asked him why he asked he told me that he remembered me telling him before that I didn’t like it. I smiled at Daddy and told him that he’s different. – Still drinking coffee. Have some boobs. Lol.

Wanton Wednesday: Impact play

Daddy and I taped last nights impact play and I would love to let you see it but it won’t let me upload it. So I don’t know how to share it with you. But here is a picture of it for you, the flogger, being dragged over my skin. <3

 

Have a wonderful Wanton Wednesday. Click and see who else is playing!

All roped up

Daddy and I have had rope in the box for a while, two very long lengths of it. I have been getting into it. Looking up on how to tie properly, how to store it properly, how to bind but not bruise so bad. Craving for it a night or two here and there. Wanting to see the marks on my skin that the rope leaves like the red marks that cover my skin after a good impact play.

Daddy had seen the pictures, I had sent them to him. Like a woman leaves hints about getting engaged, I left the laptop open on certain pages, emailed him pictures. I wanted him to tie me up and have our impact play. He knows how much I squirm and sometimes I don’t even mean to as much as I really do. Most times I know how badly I really need it.

We put a blanket over the top of the coffee table and had me get on my hands and knees and he started tying each part of me down. And he has let me put my ball gag in before he has started this and silly me tries to tell him how to tie with it in. Hah! I get told to hush as he continues to tie me. I struggle against my ties but thats just me. And then he gets out the flogger, my love and hate relationship with it. I feel its sting on me and I love the feeling as it spreads on my skin. My back and bottom. I know Daddy knows how much I love the floggings, but today he doesn’t stay with it very long.

He slides the smooth leather of the paddle over my skin and I shake and try to move away from it. NO my mind thinks to itself, no I’m not ready for this, go back… you cant possibly stop the flogging just on my back and bottom. But Daddy has other thoughts and as I try to talk through my gag he starts with it. Making me swear at him making me whimper and purr when he touches the reddened skin. Then he does something I detest, he rests the paddle between my cheeks and tells me not to let it fall and steps back and takes a picture. Making my face flash bright red. Humiliation in its worst. I’m softly cursing at him now badly

I don’t remember him taking the strap to my skin. I do know that then he went to his hand. Artfully telling me that he remembered me saying on my tumblr on how some little girls Daddy made her bottom so red from his hand. I don’t know if I would call what I got then a spanking. It was stronger, with the meaning of him getting my bottom just as red as the other little girls had been. Between smacks he feels if I am wet but my mind is working more than my body, my mind making it worse than it really is. He finishes with two large smacks, one to each cheek. The ones that make me scream and tears instantly streaming down my face and I uncontrollably sob. He told me one cheek had a definite hand print but at the time they both hurt the same.

I will not go into detail on this part because I don’t like it. It’s not something that I want to do alot of. Daddy had picked up some cloths pins. *chills* He wanted to try it. My opinion was nothing but the word no from the go. But we have always said that from the start that we would at least try some things that would be new to us. This was borderline crazy to me.

I almost posted more pictures, but I just cant do it. *holds breasts in hands and closes up legs tight* Not doing it anytime soon, caused more mental damage than good.

 

Brat for a day

Generally in a week I have two brat days. Usually they are Wednesday and Saturday, and I have no idea why. When Love was here a week ago it was a wed. and I woke up in a instant bad mood. I tried I really did.

Through the whole day I tried to think of things that would make it better. But alas, nothing worked. On a wed. when Love isnt here, its a cleaning day full of things to keep me busy mentally and physically. Comming downstairs I found that I felt unusually lazy so I crashed on the chaise, then the chair in front of my lappy next to him.

Love tried to make conversation with me and I started to frustrate him as well. I said the word ‘no’ twice that day. Both times cringing when I did so. Being a brat (tart as Love calls it) and knowing I am is somehow three times worse. And when the day came to a close I was mentally waiting for Love to tell me to get on all fours on the chaise.

Late in the evening he told me to go to the chaise. He wondered out loud if he should cuff me and being my honest self I told him that I know that I wont be able to stay still for him, that I know that I will fight him. And I had never really fought him before so I had no idea how it was going to be. But the fight was in my eyes and I just couldn’t stop it.

While he cuffed my hands I fought and squirmed, he put the o-ring gag in my mouth and buckled it behind my head, and let me fall face down in the pillows. This was the first time I had the gag in my mouth like this. All I have to say is if your up for biting into something a o-ring gag will not do anything but hurt, bad. I fought harder and harder, jaws clenching and like an idiot I hurt myself. With my jaw clenched and me squirming the hard o-ring went into the gums behind my teeth and I pretty much screamed. He took the gag out and I really tried my best to tell him as nice as possible that it actually had hurt me, bad.

He un-cuffed me and I didn’t think but glared. I was on my first drink of the evening, taking a small sip of it I knew that it wasn’t going to help. I just needed broken. Love then told me to lay on my back and he cuffed me again, tying the cuffs to the chaise so that I would not be able to move down and off the chaise. He asked if I wanted my blindfold and I shook my head yes. I can’t tell you how many hits to each body part there were, either 5 or ten at a time. They came to my breasts, belly, thighs, and to my calves.

The pain to my calves was new, and now thinking back I know I should have started to behave right there. But of course I didn’t, I only struggled more, pushing my heels down into my beloved chaise.

Him, seeing that I was putting my pressure on my thin heels began to unbuckle them. Sitting them aside he moved his attention to the tops of my feet. Oh the horrid pain that ensued. I don’t know which spot I would have preferred but my calves definitely didn’t want the pain on them either. I struggled more and more and refused to give in to tears.

Finally he told me that I could roll over. There is more pleasure than pain when I’m laying on my belly. Feeling the flogger spread out and hit all over me is so calming in ways I myself don’t understand. The strap next, the pain being ramped up slowly finally breaking through my bratty shell. The strap hard on my skin, finishing me and I cried, saying our safety word.

He un-cuffs my hands gently, and in my struggle my blindfold had already come off. Letting me roll over he sits next to me. Telling me how id I wouldn’t have struggled so much it wouldn’t have been so bad. Knowing this already I glare at him as he continues to talk to me. And as fast as it left me the brat came back. I didn’t want told what I had done wrong, I only wanted to be told that I was a good girl.

He set his jaw hard and I saw the sympathy leave his eyes. He told me to lay on my belly again. I glared at him again and laid down. There was no ramping of hits now. There was only hard punishing pain to be felt.

My willpower caved again, crying continuing. And I said the safety again after he had worked down my body to my feet. I had enough, I was a blubbering pile of what is sub. He quickly and quietly put everything away and put the box back. I went to him then, curling into him. And we talked. Once again being the loving dirty little girl to him. My love for him so strong.

That day I needed to struggle, to push his limits, and once it was over I felt so much better. His once again.

Giving me exactly what he knows I need, Part 1

This was a wonderful weekend for Love and I. We went on a vacation to get away and have some fun and were suppost to have someone join in on our fun but they had a last minute emergency. All in all it was fun, and going out onto the beach is so relaxing. But here, I will tell you what happened Sat. night and Sun. morning.

We came back to the hotel, relaxed from our day of being out and swimming in the waves. I take a shower getting the seaweed and sand out of my hair and find that Love had made martinis. We drew the water for the hot tub and soaked in it for a bit, having drinks and chatting to one another. Our legs wonderfully tangled together. Finishing a nice hours soak we climb out and he knows what I need, what I crave.

He tells me to get on my heels, and I ask if I can have my nipple clamps to which he says yes. He opens the curtains on the large window and he has me get on my knees in front of him. Letting me take his large cock in my mouth, my saliva getting thick from wanting him so badly. Getting him coated in it and feeling him get hard as my lips glide up and down. I make little moans on him as I take the head of his cock deep into my throat. I let him fuck my mouth slowly, letting him take my mouth. He tells me he wants to cum on my face.

Moaning on him I slowly take my mouth off of his cock and he tells me to tell him what a dirty little slut I am. I tell him how I would like to be taken, how tonight would be if the person we invited would have showed up. I watch him stroke his cock in front of me. Every few minutes I dip forward to take his hard cock in my mouth and suck on him. Savoring every inch, pushing him so deep into my throat that I stop breathing. Taking him out of my mouth again I watch him and tell him more dirty things. I watch and see how his hand moves different, knowing he is about to cum as the head of his cock gets so big. My eyes close gently and I can feel his warm wonderful cum coat my face. My head tilted back just so that  I can open my mouth and suck the last of the cum off of his cock.

All the while we have noticed while playing that a white SUV has passed by our side of the building at least four times, once he snapped a picture with his phone.

Love has me take off my nipple clamps because he notices that one of my nipples is getting slightly purple. And he asks me if I would do anything for him. I tell him yes quickly. He asks again and asks if I am sure. I take a minute to respond. He tells me that he wants me to go get ice down the hall. I ask him meekly if I might be able to wear the new lingerie that we had just bought. We both know that its late but we have herd children in the hallway an hour before.

He places it over my head, its one of the very few items that we now own that is not see through but it looks wonderfully feminine on me. He gives me the ice bucket and asks me what I will say if someone asks why I am doing this and I tell him that I will tell them that my Dom asked me to so I am. He smiles and tells me to knock on the door when I get back.

I walk down the hallway slowly, feeling my heels hit the carpet and thanking that its a carpeted hallway and people cant hear me walking. I get to the middle of the hall and turn to go to the ice machine. Its right next to the elevators and my heart skips a beat at the thought of being caught. I start the ice in the bucket and slip a small piece in my mouth. As it slowly starts to melt I hear the elevator ding. Two women and two men get out. I am right beside the elevator but they immediatly turn left to go into the hallway to the rooms.

I realize slowly as I hear them walk away that I had been holding my breath but that the ice bucket is full. I walk down the hall, following the two blonde women. Slowly keeping behind hoping that they get to their door before I get to mine and knock. I see them enter their room as I see the door of my own. They walk into their own as I knock on the door of ours. Love smiles at me and asks if they saw me and I crunch the small piece of ice that is remaining in my mouth and tell him no as he laughs.

He places the ice bucket next to the sink as he tells me to take my outfit off and go to the window with my nipple clamps and martini and finish it as I stand there for everyone to see. While I finish it he pours his own and comes over to me. Having me suck on him again to get him hard. He tells me to get up on command and place my hands on the window sill, and to get as close to the window as I can. I separate my legs a little, getting ready to take him inside of me. I’m so nervous at the thought of us being somewhere new, of someone seeing us in the window. Of course there are people on the bottom of the outside patio of the hotel. My head and back lowers as he gets behind me, feeling how wet I am.

The head of his cock enters me and glides all the way in, making me moan. He grabs my hips, pulling me back on him. Pushing his hard cock all the way into my wet pussy telling me what a dirty little slut I am for doing this in front of the window. A man walks into the parking lot from the patio on his cell. Love and I both can see him as he walks to his car, looks into the trunk and closes it and gets off of the phone. Love is still pushing deep into me, making me moan as the man looks up at the shadows in the window.

The man watches for a moment, and then yells to others. I close my eyes and turn my head as Love keeps on making love to me as over half a dozen men walk into the parking lot looking up at our window. They watch us as we make love. Love grabs his martini next to my hand as he pushes into me, taking a drink casually and places it back on the sill and smacks my ass on each side as hard as he can. The men yell things but I cant hear what their saying and only glance towards them once.

Love has wonderful stamina and knows that my legs are getting weak standing the way that I am in front of the window. He pulls out of my throbbing pussy and finishes his drink and instructs me to stand up, take my drink and wave goodbye to the men. I do as he says and try not to look at them too long as my face gets red and I wave and Love closes the curtains.

He pours us new drinks and has me lay on the bed with my ass in the air. He lubes our green vibe and slowly pushes it into my ass bit by bit, then pushes the pink large vibe in my pussy and tells me not to let them fall out. He takes out the flogger that I have found myself to be fond of and starts on my ass and gradually goes up my back and down my legs. Making me moan. He asks me how many smacks I should get and I tell him five. He gives me a hard five on each cheek. Love has spanked me before, but this is harder and faster. I try so hard not to move, and though its over before I know it when it was happening it felt like it was going on forever.

He gets behind me and pushes the vibes into my ass and pussy, I start to beg him softly to cum. He pushes them harder and faster but says nothing. I beg him louder, please Daddy let me cum, and he says yes. For his dirty little slut to cum hard, to squirt. I release my muscles and cum at once and he doesnt stop moving them inside of me, I start to cum again. This one building and hitting me hard, I squirt on the toys and on the bed.

He takes the toys out and lets me mold myself into him as he holds me. We lay down together and I feel his strong hands go around me and hold me close. He knows that I am still in subspace and takes his hand to my neck, taking control again. He cuts off my breath holding my throat. My trust with him at this point is that there is no doubt in my mind that he would hurt me and I will let him do as he pleases. He holds my throat till I tap his hand, I don’t know to what end I will pass out but know that I need air. He lets go after just a second, making me think if he will let go. This is the first time that we have ever really played with this.

His leg crosses over my own and his hand goes to my throat again. He is holding me down and tells me to pass out. My body wont give, wont let go into subconscious. I tap his hand again, and he repeats this two more times. He then relaxes his body on me and I purr, pushing my body back farther into his own. He asks me if I liked it, and I ask him if he did. He does not say anything but repeat the question, and I tell him yes. Love tells me, good, because he liked it too. Mmmmmm….