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.

Daddy keeping me in suspension

On Friday Daddy went to the home improvement store and got some things for us to have some special new fun. He put three large eye hooks in the game room ceiling and made me a spreader bar… yes my Daddy made me my spreader bar, thou we think he will make me a longer one now that we see how far it really goes. Cause the cuffs can swing around (no matter how tight they are on, tee hee). Its so pretty and shiny… wanna see?

Daddy played around with me at first, teased me, spanked me, licked around my ball gag. Oh yes I had one in. He circled me telling me how beautiful I am and how much he loves his little girl. Making me feel as wonderful and as special as possible because I was a little uncomfortable being in this new position. I was not able to hide any part of my body at all and I was extremely nervous. I wanted to be able to hit sub space and make Daddy happy but I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to.

When Daddy wanted to get more serious about the playing he started with the flogger, feeling me out. But it wrapped around horribly even thou he didn’t take it to me as hard as he could have. Every time I tried to move or pull away (thou I could only move my body an inch or two) being bratty Daddy threatened to open the blinds on the double glass doors in front of me. And because I was blindfolded he even pulled on the chain to open them and I heard them swing open and held my breath till they closed. Swinging around I found it very difficult to stay in my heels and I was going to definitely hurt my ankles if I kept it up so I had to get Daddy’s attention. But when he took the heels off of me the cuffs on my hands were definitely too high up and he laughed at me and said that I had better stay on my tippy toes then. Grrrr Daddy.

Daddy then teased me with trying to decide on a number and I was gagged so of course I tried to sputter out trying to tell him five, he then had good fun of course knowing what I was saying. But being the silly little girl that I am I opened up my hands, trying to let him see that only one hand was open and I was wiggling it around frantically. And Daddy laughed and said ‘Oh you want fifteen?’ to which I growled at. I whimpered and kept my hand open to the five and fake cried and whimpered for him some more so that he would understand. He then said nine and I shook my head, I didn’t think I could take nine hits to each part of my body. Daddy then reminded me that he wasn’t going to be able to hit my feet so I should take the nine and be a good little girl about it.

Daddy took the strap to my back, then my butt, hitting around at my thighs lightly and then my breasts and belly. He didn’t take this as hard either as he would have normally but I think neither of us were sure how it would do since when it hits it wraps around the body part and its pointed tip bites into the skin harshly. I wasn’t laying on anything that would keep the strap from wrapping around as much as it liked. I definitely felt the tip more prominently on my sides and on my lower back. However when he took it to my bottom I think it was harder for him cause he is able to hit my bottom better with a short toy when I lay down in front of him. There is still a spot that it marked below my right shoulder blade closer to my side. But Daddy took pictures for you, and yes my skin is that white. I don’t tan, I freckle.

After the strap

Then Daddy took the paddle and my first of many tears came. But I was determined to take all Daddy gave to me. I wanted to take every sting and every hit to take me to that place of subspace where there was only Daddy and me. I remember Daddy teasing my breasts, rubbing the paddle’s leather against the soft roundness of my both my breasts. Then hitting them once each, hard but not too hard. Immediately taking each of them into his mouth, soothing them, then being the Daddy Dom that he is, biting down and making me jump. (inserting another grrr Daddy here)

Finishing up on my front as fast as he could to get it over with (for me) he moved around to my back. Taking the paddle to each of my cheeks once then to my back, making red round circles of pain covering every inch of my back. Even hitting my sides making my body twist, pulling on my restraints, biting down into my ball gag and softly crying. Daddy waited for my body to come back to the position that I was in and centered his attention to each of my cheeks. I sobbed as he finished the last of many hits on my cheeks sucking breaths in around my ball gag.

After the paddle

There are times that after Daddy finishes with the paddle that he takes his hand to my body, knowing that sometimes I crave it. Knowing that it is his touch and not a cold hard instrument. Sometimes he only spanks me, ranging from one to five extremely hard hits. My finale and his little gift to his little girl for not saying the safe word. But he walked around me, taking pictures and telling me again how pretty I am, and how happy he is that I am his. He set the camera down and ran his hands over my breasts.

SMACK! A hit came to each breast, thankfully not quite on center, but enough to shock me and make me suck another hard breath around my gag. Tears flowing freely from the fresh harsh pain searing my skin. Walking around me again to my back he covered every inch where the paddle had hit with his hand. He moved his hand from the top of my shoulder blades to my spine, down me and taking a short second to center himself to get the best angle. The last of the hits came to my bottom, centering them on each cheek. I kept my mind on the number of hits, trying to last. Screams came out of my throat and around from my gag as tears streamed down my face under my blindfold running down to my chin and falling onto my breasts. I dislocated my jaw, pushing my gag out with my tongue feeling it fall and hit my leather collar around my throat.

After his hand

Daddy carefully took off my blindfold, kissing my lips and face, unbuckling my gag and my thick leather collar. Touching me with love and care. Taking each restraint off of my ankles and then setting it aside. Lowering the ropes, taking the wrist restraints off of the hooks and carefully taking them off of my wrists. Guiding me over to the couch, laying me down in against the pillows, kissing me, covering me up with a blanket, kissing me again and telling me he loved me.

Once again we had tried something new, something together. And he did it all in love. He brought me up the stairs to the living room and let me lay on the chaise and I told him my back hurt the most and he rubbed and caressed my back. I have no idea how long, but my skin was soothed in the most intimate way as only Daddy can do.

An orgasmic weekend with Daddy

I’m sorry I haven’t written much lately but Daddy and I went on vacation to Washington DC and then I was sick for a little bit.

The weekend started for us on Friday morning when Daddy came home. It was around nine when he got here, walking in with his cargo shorts and rolled sleeves on his button up shirt and freshly shaven face. I walked to him and buried my face into his chest and pushed up on my toes to kiss him. (oh his perfect lips)

He still had conference calls all day so I took my freshly made tea and my lappy (laptop) and curled up on my chaise while my son decided that watching cartoons and playing were more fun in the game room than watching mummy and Daddy. It was then that he came over to me. He put his knees between my legs and leaned into me.

And we kissed, the kind of kisses that make my heart stop. mmmmm. I ran my hands over his strong body and told him how much I loved him. He grinded himself into me and I moaned loudly, touching his cock through his shorts. Unbuttoning his shirt he got harder as I stroked him.

He moved off of me quickly and we both squirmed out of our shorts as fast as we could. He climbed in between my legs again, pushing his cock into me quickly. Taking my breath away in a way that only Daddy can do. He pushed my legs up, putting them up on both of his shoulders, grabbing the arms of the chaise. Pumping into me and hitting so perfectly on my spot. I didn’t last long at all, I came for him over and over.

One orgasm rolled into the next and he knew what he was hitting and didn’t plan on stopping till he filled me with his sweet cum. My breasts bounced out of my low cut tank and I played with them and twisted my nipples as he came in me. The power of it, shooting so far back into my womb making me orgasm again instantly.

He pulled out of me and walked around to my side. I slid my mouth onto him, tasting our mixed juices. My whole body felt alive and I definitely knew that Daddy was indeed home. My cheeks had their natural blush back and my breasts felt perky again. I was on top of the world, and Daddy had put me there.

Before the sky went dark I had made Daddy cum four times. And that night was my night to have Daddy’s touch and love all over me. All Daddy needed to do was hand me my blindfold. This was my night to be tested. To be taken to my limits. This was what I wanted, for him to take me to a new level of where I could crest over subspace into something glorious.

I laid on my belly, with my face into the pillows. I had told him I wanted him to take the flogger to me in a new way, still letting it spread, but letting it create more of a fire underneath of my skin. Daddy started on my back.  The flogger never hit once in the same exact spot. It did spread out, and it created the most intimate pain I have ever felt. He took it to me harder and I could still feel fresh pain on the last before the next hit. I know that he was doing them fast. But in my mind, and how they hit, it was in slow motion. My skin came to life.

It went to one side of my back, then to the other and then the middle. Proceeding to my bottom,  the sensations flooded my head making me swoon. I was his little girl, his sweet little girl in the subspace he had made just for me. It took me to peaks when he went to my calves almost taking me out of subspace with the pain, but when he went to my feet it put me right back in and made me all the more his.

Next his favorite little evil strap went to me. And I was so deep into subspace that it didn’t take on the pain that I was used to from it. It brought me to something else. Every time the strap hit my skin there was pain that sent rushes of chills over my skin and through my body. The evil thing had become pleasurable in a way that I thought would never happen.

The only time that the strap had peaked me out of subspace from the burn was when Daddy had come to my feet. There was the pain that I had remembered all along. As it wrapped around with the curve of my feet I knew that the tip would make my tears come. Ten hits on each foot, and the tip wrapped around and hit the top of my feet and there was no possible way that I could take more than the ten given.

The paddle, oh how I hate that thing. It hit my back. The damn thing covered me with its round shape. Daddy covered my whole back in red with it. And I bit into the pillow and took it (thank Goodness I have a ball gag now, poor pillow) It then was taken to my bottom, oh how I felt the waves of pain being swept over me.

I did cry out our safety with the paddle. I peaked too high out of my daze and was in danger of not being able to stay in subspace. I was his, I curled into my Daddy. To be his little girl is my greatest pleasure in life. He soothed me, and held me the way that only my Daddy can do. Thank you Daddy. Thank you.