Daddy ??
You come out of the shower with a towel wrapped around you, and you look around the hotel suite. The gentle ocean breeze blows the shears on the open patio door, and you can see the beach through the light material. As you scan the room, you see that you are alone. Then you see the silver ice bucket holding a bottle of champagne, with a note propped against it.
You open the note, and it reads:
Bridgette,
I’m down in the lobby bar having a drink. Do not join me. Also, do not open the champagne… it’s for a special celebration later. There is vodka and scotch on table… enjoy. After you’ve had a drink, go over to the bed. There you’ll find a silk robe, black thigh highs, black heels, and a blindfold. Put the stockings, shoes and robe on… and nothing else. Then sit on the chair in the middle of the room, put on the blindfold and wait… and once you’ve put on the blindfold, do not take it off under any circumstances.
Please trust me… and do not disobey me.
John
You’ve already had a couple of drinks, so the double vodka you pour only lowers your inhibitions even more. You sip your drink as you walk over to the bed. Then you place your glass on the night table, and drop your towel to the floor. As you stand naked, the combination of the buzz from the drinks and the breeze coming through the open window cause your skin to tingle, and your nipples to harden.
Your fingertips stroke the silk robe and thigh highs lying on the bed, and then pick up the new leather shoes. The final line of the note saying, “Please trust me… and do not disobey me” resonates in your mind as you sit on the bed, pick up one shear stocking, and gently push your pointed toes inside the delicate material… sliding it up your leg until it clings to your soft thigh. Then you repeat the process with the other stocking.
Then you pick up one of the shiny black pumps and slip a foot inside the soft leather… and it fits perfectly. Then you smile as suddenly the conversation we had about your shoe size makes sense. After you slip the other shoe on, you walk to the full length mirror and stand in front of it... admiring how sensual you look.
The black thigh highs and black heels give perfect contrast to your creamy skin. Your hand caresses the nape of your neck, and then down over your pert breasts, lightly stroking your hard nipples before traveling over the soft swell of your tummy, and then down to the V at the juncture of your thighs. You briefly let your fingertip toy with your clit before pulling it away. You haven’t been permitted to feel pleasure yet. Then, you turn around and look over your shoulder to see where the black silk stockings stop just below the soft globes of your ass cheeks, sitting firm and high thanks to the black heels.
After checking yourself out, you walk back to the bed and pick up the black silk robe, sliding it over you arms and around your shoulders. As you tie the sash around your waist, the silk rubs against your nipples, sending a shiver through you. That leaves the black blindfold. You pick it up and feel the leather eye patches, lined with black velvet to press against your face. Then, as commanded, you sit on the chair in the middle of the room, pull the blindfold over your eyes… and you wait.
After some time passes, you hear the door open, and then close. You hear footsteps walk across the room, and as they pass you, you say, “I was wondering if you were just going to leave me here,” and you laugh… but there is no reply.
Then you hear the footsteps coming back to where you are sitting. They stop behind you, and the sound of a bag being unzipped can be heard. A hand checks your blindfold, making sure it is tight, and not the smallest ray of light can get in. Then you hear metal clinging together, as another hand reaches under your elbow, urging you to stand up. You stand, and then the hand maneuvers you behind the back of the chair. Finally you feel the cold steel and hear the unmistakable ratcheting as one set of handcuffs is clamped onto your left wrist, and then a second separate set is attached to the right.
Your breathing is becoming shallow as the hands untie the sash of your robe, and then pull it from your shoulders… letting it fall down your arms and over the handcuffs as they dangle from your hands, until the robe lands in a pool at your feet. Now you are naked except for the thigh highs, heels, blindfold and handcuffs. Then the hands take hold of the cuffs and jerk you forward, bending you over the back of chair and resting your tummy on it. He pulls one arm, and then the other... spreading them out and immobilizing them before locking the handcuffs to the front chair legs.
Now you’re bent over at the waist as the footsteps move behind you. You feel hands slip between your thighs, pushing them apart. And then feel leather straps wrapped around one ankle, and then the other, before they are attached to the back chair legs. This leaves you bent over the back of the chair, with your legs spread shoulder wide, and your ass pointed upwards… exposing your now moistening pussy and tiny puckered asshole to your master’s view.
With your body now bent at 90 degrees, your breasts are pointed down towards the chair seat. That’s when you feel hands squeezing your tits, before the nipples are pinched roughly… causing them to harden even more. Then you feel your master place clamps on the rubbery buds of flesh, sending a chill straight to your groin. After he fastens them together by running a chain between them… he gives it a slight tug that causes you wince with a combination of pain and pleasure as the clamps pull on your tormented nipples.
The blindfold is still tightly in place, and you are trussed to the chair as you hear the bag opening again. You are completely powerless to move, and that’s when you say, “John, this is you… right?
No sooner do the words leave your lips than you hear the whoosh as the thick leather paddle splits the air, and lands with a loud ‘THWACK’ on your right buttock. “Ahhhh,” you cry out in as searing heat immediately rises on your skin, and a stinging sensation covers your ass cheek as the soft, pale flesh turns a fiery red.
Before your mind can process what is happening, the paddle comes down again, this time landing with equal f***e and loud ‘CRACK’ on your left buttock. For a second it feels like someone has pressed a hot frying pan against your soft ass, causing it to vibrate from the impact, and sending another jolt of pleasure through your body. The second contact makes you cry out once more as bl**d rushes to the assaulted area, and the tingling sensation causes an arousal deep in your groin.
As the sweet, stinging pain makes you see white flashes in your blindfold, you feel a hand grabbing your hair and pulling your head back roughly… and then hear the words, “You will only speak when spoken to whore” whispered in your ear. The words are said so softly it is impossible to tell who uttered them. Then, just to be sure you don’t make the same mistake and speak again… your abuser presses a ball gag into your mouth, and then tightens the strap behind your neck.
With your buttocks on fire, and your pussy dripping, you hear the ice rattle as the champagne is taken from the ice bucket. The cork pops, and then you squeal into the ball gag as your master presses the ice cold bottle against your inflamed ass cheeks… the meeting of burning hot flesh and freezing cold glass causing an agonizing pleasure to rush through you.
The sensation is indescribable as your master slides the cold, wet bottle all over the paddled area, but you can only grunt ‘mummmph’. Then you feel him kneel behind you and pour a small stream of champagne down your ass crack and over your swollen cunt lips. The different feelings of pain and pleasure, hot and cold, dull and stinging, have your senses on overload. And just as you think the conflicted feelings couldn’t get any intense, the cold champagne trickling over your puffy labia is met by your master’s warm tongue, causing your body to jerk as he momentarily licks your pussy.
“Unnnghh, unnnghh,” you grunt as the tongue laps at your drooling slit, from your clit up to your tight asshole, taking a moment to f***e itself into your puckered anus, and then back down again. The effervescence of the champagne causes the sensitive flesh of your most intimate places to tingle. Then his tongue parts your cunt lips, and as he dribbles more champagne down your ass crack, he finds your swollen clitoris.
Your inquisitor’s tongue is flicking and stabbing at your clit now. You can feel the walls deep in your cunt starting to contract as an orgasm builds. Your master can feel it two, and takes his tongue away, leaving you teetering on the very edge. You groan in anguish as once again your master whispers, “You will feel pleasure only when I allow it… you are here to be used by me. You are my fuck toy… my slave… my slut,” burning those words of warning into your mind.
Then once again you hear the bag being opened. Then you feel something blunt and lubricated pressing against your asshole. As you feel it getting thicker as it penetrates your tight ring, you know it’s a butt plug. You groan into the ball gag as the plug stretches the elastic tissue around your puckered anus, and then let out a silent scream as the most bulbous part stretches your sphincter to your limit, before it pops into you… filling your rectum.
The muscles deep in your groin begin to clench, causing the butt plug to send impulses of pleasure throughout your pelvic area. Then you feel something cold parting your labia… it’s the neck of the champagne bottle. Your master pushes it deep into your drooling cunt before pulling it out. Then your tormentor walks in front of you, and takes off your gag.
You gasp for air, still unable to see, and that’s when you feel the champagne bottle pressed to your mouth. The bottle opening f***es your lips to part, and you can taste a mixture of the dry champagne and your own pussy juices on the glass. As champagne pours over your tongue, your master grips your throat and quietly whispers, “Do not swallow it all.”
The carbonation of the champagne is causing an uncomfortable tingling inside of your mouth as you hold it, so you let some dribble from your lips. That mistake causes your master to deliver two more hard whacks to your tender ass cheeks. Once again the soothed flesh turns bright red, and you gently groan as you as the exquisite pain causes your pussy to quake.
As you hold the rest of the champagne in your mouth, breathing through your nose, you feel something spongy pressing against your lips. Then your master grabs your hair, forcing you to open your mouth… allowing the swollen head of his cock to slip in. Your lips seal around his shaft as he begins fucking your mouth. You have to fight your gag reflex as the head of his prick presses against the back of your throat. You know that if you let the champagne drip from your mouth, another paddling will come.
As his erection invades your mouth, you still wonder… is it John, or had he sent someone else in? But you don’t have much time to contemplate because your master suddenly he pulls his prick from your mouth. Then the bottle is brought back to your lips, pouring a little more champagne in, before he grabs your hair and stuffs his bloated cock back into your mouth.
As he fucks your mouth, you still fight the urge to gag, or suffer another spanking. You hear his breathing getting labored, and then as your master grunts, you feel the shaft jerk violently between your lips as his cock begins spewing jets of cum into your mouth. His salty spunk mixes with the sweet champagne as they flood your mouth… causing you to swallow the unique cocktail.
He’s pulling your hair as the spurting of his cock eases. But he keeps himself in your mouth, using your lips and tongue to keep him hard. Then he pulls himself from your warm, wet mouth… letting you swallow the remaining mixture of his cum and the champagne before putting the ball gag back in place.
Your cunt is on fire now, and the muscles deep in your ass are clutching at the butt plug… looking for release. Once again he pulls on the chain connecting your nipple clamps, stretching your hard rubbery tips, causing you to groan against the gag again. Your abuser releases the chain, moves behind you, and opens the bag again. Then you feel the silk scarf as it wrap around your throat. Then your master puts a ring around the loose ends, sliding it down the material until it presses against the back of your neck… pulling it so it feels like silken hands wrapped around your throat. Then you feel the sensation of something pressing against your opening, before your master thrusts his hips forward, filling your pussy with his hard cock.
“Mmmppphhh, mmmppphhh,” you grunt as your master begins fucking your aching pussy while the butt plug stuffs your rectum. You can feel his cock and the butt plug pressing against each other through the thin wall deep inside your body. At the same time, he wraps the loose ends of the scarf around his hands and begins pulling… slowing choking your air supply. His cock is like a jackhammer, thrusting in and out of your soaking cunt. And each time he drives himself into you, he presses the plug deeper into your ass. As you begin to gasp for air, you can feel your orgasm building again.
You’re excitement has now built to an unbearable level, and the pressure deep inside you is ready to release in waves when you cum. But suddenly he stops fucking you and pulls his cock, and then the butt plug from you… leaving you empty. You groan in a combination of frustration and disappointment, but the feeling of emptiness is short lived.
You hear the sound of the hard rubber striking the floor as he drops the old butt plug to the floor, but then you feel a large dildo being inserted into your cunt… this time stretching your pussy wide before lodging itself deep inside you. Then you feel the head of his dick pressing against your asshole. But before he pushes himself inside you, he pulls the scarf tight around your neck, causing you to gasp for air. Then, using the remaining lube from the butt plug, he unsympathetically drives his cock deep into your gaping anus, causing a strangled groan to come from your throat.
Your master’s cock begins assaulting your asshole, driving deep inside you and causing the muscles deep in your cunt to grasp the dildo buried deep inside you. As he fucks you, the rubber ring at the base of the dildo presses against your tormented clit, adding yet another sensation. And then you feel him pulling the scarf tighter, causing you to gasp for air. Your master has ordered you not to cum, but you are losing all control. You can feel the humiliation of being completely dominated as every muscle deep in your groin begins to contract, gripping the large dildo and your master’s invading prick like a vise… and no matter how hard you try, you know you won’t be able to hold on much longer.
Breathing is becoming harder, and you’re becoming light-headed as you feel your abuser’s hips slapping against your ass as his cock assaults your rectum. You can actually feel his shaft swelling against the tight sphincter, and just as you feel yourself nearing the very edge of consciousness, he releases the scarf, giving you a sudden intake of air that makes you body tingle. Then you feel his prick jerk violently, and he grunts as his hot cum begins to spurt deep in your bowels.
All the feelings combined are too much, and as you gasp for air and feel his sperm painting your insides, every nerve ending deep inside your pussy and ass explode as you cum. You scream into the ball gag as involuntary muscle contractions, like so many agonizingly wonderful cramps, set off a chain reaction of pleasure that emulates from deep in your cunt and asshole, and spreads throughout your body. Your body is milking his spitting cock as the two of you cum together. He keeps fucking you until, with one last thrust, he empties the remaining content of his balls into you.
Your body goes limp and collapses over the back of the chair, and as it does, you feel his softening cock slip from your ass. You can feel his body pressing against yours as he catches his own breath. Then you feel him back away from you. Once again you support your weight with your legs, but you are still shackled to the chair. And then you realize, the humiliation is not quite over.
You feel your master remove the dildo from your oozing cunt, and then using your pussy juice and his cum as lubricant, her f***es the hard rubber butt plug back into your asshole, trapping his hot load inside your tender ass. You grunt behind the gag as the hard rubber toy fills your ass yet again. Then you feel him taking off the gag, but not the blindfold as he softly whispers, “You’re going to cum again.”
“I can’t,” you groan, “Please don’t make me.”
But as the words escape your lips, the leather paddle lands on the soft bruised flesh of your ass, causing you to cry out.
Your master leans in and whispers, “What did you say to me whore?”
Through a whimpering voice, you plead, “Please don’t make me.”
Again, the paddle whistles through the air and lands on the other abused cheek. Then he leans in and you beg him, “Please master… please make me cum again.”
The truth is, you do want to cum again, and he knows it. You hear him go into the bag again, the then moments later you hear the faint buzz as he moves behind you. Then, as he presses one hand against the base of the butt plug, pushing it deeper inside you, the other f***es the head of a Hitachi wand between your legs… pressing it against your clit.
“Oh GAAAWD!” you moan as the appliance presses against your sensitive pussy. You can hear the buzz get louder as the wand vibrates against your clit, and his hand begins twisting and thrusting the butt plug, still holding his cum inside you. The final dominance is that your orgasm is not your choice, it is his.
His hand leaves the butt plug for a moment, and tugs the chain of your nipple clamps as the wand begins to stir your insides. Once again, the muscles deep inside you, still inflamed by your first orgasm, begin to tighten. For a moment, your blindfolded eyes can flash a picture of what you must look like, bent over the chair with your ass pointing towards your assailant, your pussy red and swollen and the black butt plug still easily visible to your abusers eyes… no matter who he is. You are in a completely vulnerable and submissive position as the last pleasurable humiliation is delivered.
Then you feel it. As your insides begin their own nuclear meltdown, the ball gag no longer stops you from screaming, “Please don’t stop… I’m fucking CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG!”
“Oh god, oh fuck… FUUUCK MEEEE,” you cry out as your pussy explodes one last time. Your hands pull against the handcuffs and your ankles strain against the straps as your whole body convulses. Your tormentor keeps the Hitachi pressed against your clit as your hips buck, and the inner walls of your cunt and asshole contract over and over again. And then with one last groan of both agony and pleasure, your body goes limp.
As you lay over the back of the chair, you hear your master walk to the bathroom. After a few minutes, he comes out and walks up to you. Once again, you softly groan, “John, are you here.” But still there is no answer.
After a moment, the footsteps walk in front of you, and then lift the blindfold. Even though the lights are soft and dim, you have to squint until your eyes have time to adjust. And then as your eyes focus, you recognize the strange figure
“Om my god… DAD?” you exclaim.
“Yes baby, it’s me,” he said. Then he added, “I just had John to bring you here… I told him it was a birthday I was surprising, he thinks I’m treating you to a hotel stay and dinner for your birthday.”
With that, he gets the key and removes the handcuffs, and then helps you stand up. As you rub your wrists, he unbuckles the leather straps holding your ankles to the chair legs. Next, your dad takes the nipple clamps off… giving them a playful little tug as he does. And finally, he removes the silk scarf from your neck… leaving you wearing the black thigh highs and black heels, with the butt plug still lodged firmly in your ass, and sticky pussy juice coating your thighs… feeling both spent and used.
As he moves behind you, he picks up the robe and helps you put your arms in it before sliding it over your shoulders. Your legs are still weak and your insides feel like Jello as he helps balance you. As your dad reaches around your waist to tie the sash, he says, “You’ve been trying to seduce me for years, and I finally decided we should it was time.”
“But how did you know I liked being a slut,” you ask.
Your father just shakes his head and says, “Didn’t you think I’d see those pictures of you on the internet?”
“I guess I’d always hoped you’d see them,” you answer.
“Well why don’t you get dressed and we’ll go to dinner, your dad says, and then he adds, “Oh, by the way, wear that little black dress you brought… it’ll go nice with the thigh highs and heels… but no bra or panties… and leave the butt plug in.”
“Are you sure,” you ask him… hoping the answer is yes.
As he opens the door, he says, “Yes I’m sure… we’ve waited years for this, so we’re just getting started.” Then he adds, “Just remember, you will feel pleasure only when I allow it… you are here to be used by me. You are my fuck toy… my slave… my slut.”
You smile back at him and say, “Thank you daddy.”
