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Dirty Imagines

Daddy's Little Girl

Led into a quiet room, the only noise a ceiling fan. I hear the blades whirl above me and wish I felt a breeze. Nothing. Told to kneel and to be still. I know my place.

His hands are gentle yet forceful. A reassuring touch on the shoulder. The sound of footsteps disappearing as they turn, walk away and stop.

Yes, I'm clothed, yet blindfolded and hands shackled behind my back. I'm in a somewhat comfortable position but it wont last long, I'm not supposed to be comfortable, thinking, meditating.
How long have I been doing this? This? Six months. Us, six months. Its meant to help me grow, him grow, prioritize, clarity, control.

Its somewhat of an arrangement that has grown, we've grown together. More than lovers more than friends, if you haven't experienced it, you wouldn't know.

I know tonight is different, I know my safe word, he knows my word and he has told them. They know the rules. Who they are, I don't know.

I feel his hand stroke my hair and pull it back, his lips graze my neck, yes they're his. I'd know his smell anywhere. I could pick his lips out of a thousand mouths, yes, they're his.

I hear other sounds behind and around me but my head remains turned towards the front. If I had my guesses, I'm millimeters from a wall, nose almost touching it, but I don't move to find out.
I don't know how long I have been kneeling but I feel his hands helping me up, my legs weak from being in the same position for a while, but I'm getting strong and much stronger than where I started.

I stand and I feel his hands unbuttoning the buttons on my blouse. He's slow and methodical, starting a fire within me that has to be kept under control.

I have worn what I was told to where, the red and black lace bra, panty and garter set underneath business attire.
Restraints on my hands removed but for a moment, The blouse unbuttoned and removed, I stand still.

I feel shaky hands behind me and hear different breathing, not controlled as his is, weak. Weak to his impulses and needs, he clears his throat, it gives away who he is.
The fingers fumble with the button on my skirt and unzip it too fast, not slow and resourceful. It drops to my ankles, I'm told to step to the left and out of it. I do as I'm told.

I'm led to a couch, I know where I am, its textures are soft and rough combined, I know the pattern too well.
I sit up straight, legs apart and feel a presence between them, not him. and not the presence that was behind me, this one is unknown.

He has a musky smell, a lightly scented cologne, somewhat of an outdoorsy smell.
His hand is placed on my knee and feel the catchiness in his movements. His hand slides up my leg and stops at my core, his thumb feels the wetness on my silk panties. They remain there for a short time, feeling, tracing my folds, I sense and urgency but I can tell in his breathing its almost more than he can stand.
His fingers slide my panties to the side and a finger is slid in, I move a little and the familiar hand is there on my shoulder moving me to lie down, I comply.

As I'm lain back I come to rest on the other familiar, the one that belongs to the tone I know. I am adjusted to where he wants me. I feel the hair on his legs and know he is naked. I also hear his short breaths, he too, is unprepared.

I have been trained for this, unless Daddy steps in this is child's play.
The hand between my legs has been replaced I feel his warm breath on me as his hand slides my panties down my legs. A mouth on my core and I don't make a sound, control. His tongue plays games with my clit and his lips suck at me, my juices flow, but I refrain from making any sound or showing any type of emotion.

I feel a somewhat large hand gip my breast and pull it up, pinching my nipple hard almost making me gasp. His hungry lips kiss and suck on my neck, he hums. Both hands are now inside of my bra, straps are pushed down onto my arms and the cups are folded down. His hands pull, knead and pinch as his mouth covers my neck and shoulders.

I feel the familiar hands on my waist and my position is changed once again. My legs are put in a different position and as soon as they are left there, the mouth and fingers attack me.

I wont deny I enjoy this, I've been taught control and to only come when told, and Daddy has not given me permission, so I do not.

I feel the large hand tilt my face and I know from the skin to skin contact what is being placed in my mouth. I open wide and am somewhat happy it is not some enormous cock but your average size. He holds my head still as he thrusts slowly into my mouth, making noises as if its the most pleasurable thing he has ever experienced. His thrusts speed up and I hollow my cheeks. I swallow and breathe to keep from gagging as he puts himself all the way in me.
His thrusts become faster and he withdraws, his sloppy hand movements pumping as he comes on my chest and moans loudly.

Tthe mouth and fingers have become quite forceful and I can tell he isn't too far from being spent so I endure the pain I feel, he is certainly not cut out for this, he has no control. He abruptly stops and I feel his warm liquid shot onto my stomach.

The familiar hands raise me up then lie me back down onto the sofa, no one is under me now. My legs moved together and the body is not there.

I listen as they leave. I wait.

I hear footsteps, the familiar footsteps. A warm wet rag is gently rubbed across my chest and stomach cleaning me up.

His large hands turn me over, my knees are on the floor, the top half of my body, face down on the couch, face turned to the side.
"I'm very proud of you today. You handled them very well. You passed the test. You will be greatly rewarded and you know what all that entails".
"Yes sir"
"You're a very good girl"
With that he thrusts his cock hard deep inside me and I moan.
He smacks my ass hard, I'm not supposed to make a sound even though this has been building up for quite some time.
My reward is you see, I got him. Had I not passed, punishment.
His thrusts are hard and reach to my depths.
"You can come baby girl"
Within seconds I release all the pent up heat that had been held back within me. My legs shake, my toes curl and my breathing hitched.
I feel as he hardens even more and comes also, cursing just below his breath.
He leaves me for a moment and returns to unclasp my wrists and untie the blindfold.
His sweet brown eyes greet me, a smile across his face. I smile because I know that I pleased him and what the rest of my reward is. From behind his back he flips a credit card between his fingers.

I know what to buy.

I buy what he likes.

Notes

yes, I had to do some reading up on this . . .no, I have never done this
And were going to leave it at that :)

Comments

Can you do one with me too? I want one with Harry and my name is Tanasia. I really love your stories.

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11/13/17

Can you please do one with Harry? My name is Abigail. Thx

How do u subscribe to this shit I'm knew to this wierd place :)


Can you please do one for me(Jenn)!! With Mikey! I love reading your stories.

Do 1 for meeeeeee