He’s manish when he pushes the back of my head to cum deep in my throat. “Drink Daddy’s cum. Aww bitch, you want me to fall in love with you, don’t you? Damn bitch, that magnificent mouth of yours, damn.” He rambled to his full release.
I softly suck, savoring this time, not caring that I sacrificed my make up to be his throat slut. Content that I would happily do it again to know that a regular girl like me could satisfy a man like him. I live for this.
An hour later we’re in the back of an Uber Black on the way to dinner by the water.
He carries himself like a boss, yet when we’re together he wants to know everything about me. He’s attentive and fawns over my femininity and softness when he compliments and appreciates the small details.
His strong arm wrapped around my shoulder as he would occasionally draw me in for a light kiss on my temple. I’m safe and content.
“If I asked you to suck my dick right now in the car would you?”
In earshot of the driver, I know there’s only one right answer. We are lovers, but we have only been together twice. I’ve given him sex and allowed him to dominate me, but we have not defined what this is.
“What are we? What do you really want from me Brian?” Avoiding the question.
The way he looked at me. I correct myself out of respect.
“Daddy.”
“I want you to be my on call pain slut?”
“Are you serious? I won’t be your on call pain slut, I just want to love you and please you. I actually want a real relationship.”
“I need a bitch that can take some pain from time to time to really please me Saeda. There will be tears.” Taking my face in his hand and stroking his thumb where an invisible tear would fall. Avoiding the real topic here.
“I need a bitch whose whole world revolves around me. Selfish, right? Now you understand why I’m the way I am Saeda.”
“You’re looking for someone to abuse and to subjugate herself for you to use.”
“On the contrary, I want my bitch to know what her limits are. I want to be a man of personal discovery, for you to open to different realms of possibility, giving parts of yourself you didn’t even know existed. That’s where real mutual pleasure is.” He says, looking off into the distance out the window.
“Brian, I just want to love and serve a man who understands me. Everything you’re saying sounds like a game.” I say to him knowing it may cause a rift between us.
“Come here. Saeda, we’re both saying the same thing.” is all he says, bringing me in for a kiss.
We kiss with fiery passion, for all that was said, the attraction and needs on completely different ends of the spectrum collide. His tongue takes my mouth.
Under my dress, he discretely tickles the chain on my clit on my naked pussy causing me to squirm to and moan in the backseat of this truck.
I whisper in his ear, “Daddy.”
He softens my defenses when he looks at me. Regardless of how this conversation goes, we both know this man can have me exclusively.
Its when he dares to expose one of my breast in the darkened space of the luxury back seat, teasing his tongue on my nipple as I throw my head back in ecstasy. As quickly as things moved to this point, he whispers in my ear.
“Shhhhhh.” Ahead of a sharp bite on the fleshy bud, then his powerful kiss, muffling my cry, making me melt into the highs and lows of the warm dexterity of his lips and tongue. My pussy throbs from the sensual awakening he brings.
There was just enough time to freshen up my lipstick that was kissed off before we arrived at the restaurant. The driver didn’t say a word, knowing that he heard everything. Walking hand in hand, heads turn as we pass. He’s a one of kind, kind of guy. I feel like a queen and high class whore when we are in public together.
I observe how he’s subtle and controlled. Perfectly polite to worldly nuance. No one would suspect that his scouts honor is laced with a mind of a brilliant thinker with a big dick and a dominant Daddy kink.
With a view overlooking the bay, dinner was lovely and actually uneventful. It was his lingering stares, subtle smiles and small talk, where I found myself wondering who Brian really is and if we have what it takes to be in love or am I just a novelty to him until his next conquest.
I didn’t know what to expect on the ride back to the hotel. He limited his flirting to kisses, one when got settled into the car and another once we arrived back at the hotel. It was not a surprise in the lobby. When he says those words, our night would officially begin.
“Present. Save your collar for me baby.” With a spark in his eye.
I get the message loud and clear as the butterflies swirl around, hoping that I’m right about my feelings for him as he watches me leave to the elevator.
Once inside the room, I immediately present myself at the edge of the bed with only a pussy chain under my elegant dress and heels.
He doesn’t keep me waiting long when I hear him come into the room.
“I’ve been waiting on this sweet pussy for a week now.”
I get right into character, although this is not an act for either one of us but we both play it out in a very real way so well.
“I missed you Daddy. I’ve been a good girl for you.” I say to him, presenting
“I’ll be the judge of that.” He says, flinging up my dress hem to expose my naked pussy and ass adorned with his chain.
He removes the chain and then slides off his belt, tossing it on the bed in front of me, next to the collar. My eyes stay focused on the belt wondering how long it will stay on the bed before its used on me.
He picks up the little collar, I turn to sit and pin my hair up, positioning myself in front of him, eyes locked, confirming our bond as he attaches the strip.
“Saeda, get naked and present for me again and leave on those sexy heels for me while I fix a drink.”
I slip out of my dress, he returns to the bedroom, tall, lean, and ready. Thick black dick hanging freely with a drink in his hand, watching me prepare to submit to him tonight with a curious smile on his face.
I obediently present to the corner of the bed, taking a deep breath as I bend at the waist this time putting only my head on the bed to let my titties hang and spread my legs. My heels define my shapely legs and ass that I can see is visually turning him on.
Bucking up behind me, I can feel his hard meat on my ass, caressing my hips and thighs with his free hand, teasing me. When I reach to spread my ass to his touch and his hard on, he swats my hands away to edge me to frustration with his feather light touches and steel rod brushing so close to my needy pussy.
He knows what he’s doing when he torments me, still with a drink in his hand, I try to anticipate what he’ll do next.
“There comes a time for every sub when she comes face to face with her true self. I’m going to be your mirror baby.” Setting his drink down then using his whole hand to spread my wetness coating his palm, slowly alternating between sliding his dick head from my clit to pussy hole and his hand exploring my womanly folds and depths. I can’t help it but to push back to get more.
“Be my good little bitch. Get on your knees on the side of the bed. Spread wide.”
I move into deep doggy style with my head down, ass up spread open at the edge of the bed, so close to wanting to beg to get fucked. He positions his belt close to my nose then slides his fat thumb in my pussy, fluttering two slick fingers on my clitty as my hot hole spasms from the rhythm of his unexpected delight.
“What would you do without me, my sweet bitch.”
“I can’t.” I breath, pushing back into the heights of arousal, letting my whole pussy dance on his hand. Lost in the pleasure of his masterful touch.
“You can’t what bitch? I’m going to fuck all your holes make you my little freak. You want Daddy to take all your holes?” His strokes sliding to the pattern of his words.
“Daddy, I can’t.” I feel my mounting ascension, rising from my sex.
“You can’t what bitch?” He repeats, insisting on my truth drenched deep in my pussy.
“Daddy, I can’t live without you. Daddy, I need you. Take my holes, I’ll do… Awww.” I moan and pause. I know what he wants me to say when he summons a powerful cum from his expert fingers, as I twitch and buck pussy juice gushing on his hand.
“You’ll do what pretty bitch?” He continues to glide on my sex, as I shift in aftershocks, lifting just look at him in awe, catching my breath, but also refusing to speak, even while my body abandons any sensibility from being completely consumed by his intoxicating appeal.
“Is that what we’re doing?” He says, swiftly grabbing the belt, with a precise smack on my ass and exposed wet pussy lips with one hard swing.
“Owww Daddy!” Falling forward on the bed from the sting of the unexpected strike. He quickly transitions from gripping pussy, to grasping a fistful of my curls guiding me back to all fours on the bed for me to suck and lick on his heavy meat from the side.
He has no concern for time with his foreplay. He brings a potent repertoire that taps into the needs of a feminine submissive’s thoughts, just as he physically penetrates walls for unlimited access to her mind and body.
I’m in an emotionally charged frame of mind, sucking him still in his firm grip, to the random cracks on my ass with the belt.
SMACK! “You’ll do what bitch?” Bringing me eye to eye with him, trying to kiss the words right out of my mouth.
His gaze is uncompromising, him wanting nothing less than the soft underbelly of hearing the words of my ultimate desires, forcing me back down to keep sucking. Three more smacks still locked in his hold. Sucking him ferociously, for all intents and purposes, I am his three hole pain slut. We compliment each other where soft feminine brings out his surface savage.
Its when he drops the belt, plopping my lips off his cock meat raising me back up to a kiss. My eyes promise to him, pausing to whisper.
“Daddy, I’ll do anything.”
“I love that.” He says, taking me for another possessive kiss, then positioning me to take me from behind. The heat of him circling his dick on my eager pussy, reignited my passion, with me wanting nothing less than to get power drilled after a long week of waiting to be his slut.
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