Get Your Greens

A day trip to find plants. He knows how to keep me happy.

No alarm this morning. Normally the day starts so early. I was sleeping so deeply. As I was sleepy stretching I felt his hands on my hips, then they moved up my back, his thumbs trailing along my spine. I just naturally pushed my body back toward his and I could feel he was ready for me.

His hands were moving along my body as I was slowly waking up. When I turned to face him, his legs enterwined with mine and his cock slid between my thighs. “Good morning Darcy, I love you, are you mine,” he whispered into my ear and then kissed down my neck. “Mmm good morning Daddy, I’m yours forever, I love you so much,” I whisper back. “Good answer baby,” he says and he pulls me on top of him.

My leg straddles him and as I lower myself onto his hard cock I feel my clit throbbing. He feels so good I gasp and Daddy is biting his botttom lip – his eyes grew so wide when I took his full length inside of me. My pussy is pulsing around his dick. It belongs to him. I start to fuck him – up and down – slow – never looking away from him. “I’m yours Daddy. I’m yours.”

A little growl, a moan from him. That sends me over the edge. My hands are on his shoulders, I’m fucking him faster – up and down – his cock in and out – we can hear how wet I am. “Oh baby you feel so good don’t stop fucking me,” he says. That’s it – he reaches his hands to grasp one ass cheek and one handful of hair. “Fuck me Darcy! I’m going to cum for you!”

Up and down, up and down – my pussy squeezing his rock hard cock, my clit throbbing – we’re so hot, sweat making us slippery – “I’m cumming for you baby, here I cum Darcy.” Daddy explodes inside of me and he feels so amazing I react immediately. I lean back just slightly and take every bit of him as deep inside of me as I can take him and I start to drip all over him. “Ohh Daddy I’m cumming for you, you make me cum. Fuuuuuck.”

I can feel my juices dripping from me, running out of me onto him, down his cock, down his balls. But now he’s woken me up – I want more.

Taking him out of me – he was so deep inside of me – I watch his eyes the entire time. “Can I have more?” I ask. “You can have as much as you want but I do have plans for us today,” he laughed.

Okay fine. “Would you wear those cute overall shorts with a sports bra underneath for me today?” I just nod my head yes as I look at him and then put his dick in my mouth. I suck him, he’s still hard. I lick him up and down, running my tongue around the tip, teasing him a little then taking his full length till the tip hits the back of my throat making me gag a little. I hear him moaning. I love it – I love turning him on like that.

“Would you also like for me to put my hair in pigtails today then?” I ask. I leave him wanting more too.

“I would like that very much. Go get dressed right now.” he said.

After a quick shower I was ready to go. Overall shorts covering only a sports bra and pigtails brushing my shoulders as I walked. We head out to find beautiful plants.

His hand rests on my leg as we drive. He traces circles absentmindedly on my leg slowly moving higher while we talk. Looks like we’re about 15 miles from our stop. His fingers slip into my panties, moving them aside and he dips them into my pussy, rubbing his thumb against my clit. “Oh my god!” I gasp. Daddy looks at me and then puts those fingers in his mouth, sucking them each very deliberately. Slowly. Licking them. Certain to get every drop of juice from each one. “Darcy you are delicious. I couldn’t wait another second. Your smell, your skin, you’re intoxicating. I crave you.”

My clit is throbbing. My vision is a little blurry. My eyes are glued on him.

When I look back to the road – we are pulling in to our stop.

So many plants! It’s heaven. We spend time and money but get things that will make us both happy. Green and beautiful colors. Simply gorgeous. “I’m taking you home Darcy.” he says. I see the desire in his eyes. I nod yes.

The drive home smells like sex; it smells like longing and desire. I’ve been wet since the drive over and the way he grips me and stands close, breathes against me when we are out, makes me his…it makes me so fucking hot. I do the same things to him – my hands on him, touching him as I walk by, nuzzling in when we’re standing. And his smell. He drives me insane.

At home we both are focused, busy – I’m planting and repotting. My hands and knees are filthy, covered in dirt….”Darcy, I need your help for a minute please.” he says.

He’s sitting on the deck. “Come here my dirty girl.” As I’m walking toward him he’s unbuttoning his shorts. I move to him even faster. I drop to my dirty knees and unzip his shorts freeing his bulging cock. I greedily swallow all of it. I’ve wanted him all day. “There’s my dirty girl.” he moans. I look up at him as I’m sucking and licking him. Stopping for just a second, “You like that Daddy, is this what you want?” I ask him.

“Oh kitten yes, and I want more,” he moans. “I want to fuck you”

He stands me up and bends me over the deck railing. Moving my shorts leg and panties to the side he raises one of my legs slightly and slides his cock deep into me. My god he feels good!! “Oh fuck Darcy you feel good.” he says. He thrusts deeper and harder. I’m holding the railing and he’s holding my hip and shoulder. I can feel his cock bulging, about to cum, my pussy is squeezing him. In and out, in and out – and then he reaches around me and rubs my clit! I fucking explode!! “Oh my god! I’m going to cum for you Daddy, you’re going to make me cum!” I call out.

“Cum for me babygirl, I’m going to fill you up.” he says. And with that he exploded inside of me while I was still cumming. I could barely breathe it felt so good. My legs wouldn’t hold me he made me so weak. He fucked me til I couldn’t stand. His cum – and mine – running down my legs.

He gently moved my panties back to cover me – cupped his hand between my legs. “This is mine my dirty girl,” he says. “For always,” I nod.

“Okay,” he says “let me help you finish up out here. I think you’re done with that for the day.” He paused. “But I still need to do some seeding.” I see the flash in his eyes.

He does know how to keep me happy.

Slip Knots

Walking into the bedroom I’m surprised by the small boxes on the bed. He’s been shopping.

Not able to stand the suspense, I quietly slip the top off of one box, curious if what’s inside is for me. As I gingerly touch the beautiful, what feels like silk tie in its shades of blues that look so good on him, I can’t help but feel somewhat confused. While very beautiful, he has so many and I normally do most of the clothing purchases. Have I forgotten a special event?

I peek into the other box and find a nearly identical necktie. Maybe this was my mistake and I ordered something then forgot – they’re so similar. But I’m almost certain they’re silk – I would remember ordering silk neckties. No, Daddy did this so I must’ve forgotten somewhere we’re going and I’m not dressed. Shit…..he’ll be home any minute, I don’t remember where we’re going and therefore how to dress so I suppose the standard little black dress it will be.

Thumbing through my closet I settle on a black strapless number with a cutout back. It’s warm and since I can’t remember where we’re going hopefully this will be just enough sexy and classy to be appropriate anywhere. I have just gotten out of my yoga pants and tank top when I hear his footsteps coming down the hall.

“I see you found the ties.” I can suddenly feel my heart beating in my throat. I hadn’t forgotten any event tonight. There was no dinner or party that had slipped my mind. He had indeed bought those ties himself and I now realized he did not intend on using them for their intended purpose. “And oh my sweet girl, my kitten. You’ve already undressed yourself for me. You’re such a good girl I may need to reward you a little. Would you like that Darcy?” All I can do is nod my head yes.

Taking the ties from their boxes, Daddy sits on the side of the bed and pats his leg….I sit on his lap. He drags the ties across my legs letting them hang softly touching just between them. Then, he slowly pulls them up my belly, over my ribs, between my breasts to my shoulders and then drapes them over one. I can feel my nipples hard inside of my bra and my breathing had sped up slightly. I also feel a tingle between my legs.

Leaning into my ear he whispers, “Give Daddy your wrist.” Without hesitation I my arm raises to him as he kisses me deeply. One hand is deep in my hair, gripping it as he turns me and puts me on my back on the bed. The other hand has gripped my wrist and now the tie is being secured to the bed. “The other wrist baby,” as he kisses me again. I obey just as quickly and the knot again is tied. “There’s my beautiful girl, all ready for me to fuck. Are you ready Darcy?”

Daddy puts his mouth on my breast before I can answer and I moan. “Is that a yes kitten?” he asks as he looks up at me. I begin to shift a little wanting to touch him. He takes my other breast in his mouth and I cry out a little as he nibbles on my nipple. I begin to move my hips. He rakes his fingers down my ribs and into my hips, digging into my flesh. His hands grip my hips fully, intensely – squeezing – I can feel his nails. It’s making me nearly writhe underneath his hands.

Pushing my legs apart, he moves my panties to the side and buries his face between my legs. When his tongue touches my clit I scream, “Fuck Daddy.” My hips raise to meet his mouth and my shoulders are trying to pull from their sockets. I need to touch him. Wrists tied so tightly to the bed they aren’t moving.

He spreads me wider and drives his tongue inside of me. In and out and then up to my clit. Sucking it, teasing it with his tongue until it is so swollen he knows I’m about to cum. “Is my kitten going to cum for me? Do I get to drink you baby girl? Let me see you cum now.” With my hips lifted to him he licks me slowly, deliberatly – never taking his eyes from mine – and he keeps my clit in his mouth gently sucking when I say “I’m cumming for you, oh my god I’m cumming for you – please don’t stop” His tongue dips to drink every drop from me and I hear him nearly growling as he does.

“So fucking good. You are delicious kitten.” He’s murmuring as he’s over me. Unzipping his trousers his cock is so fucking hard and I want him. I can feel my clit pulsing. I am dripping wet. “Fuck me Daddy, please fuck me,” I say. Pinning a leg over his shoulder he drives deep into me. “Is this what you want Darcy? Fucked like this? Hard and deep?” He always looks into my eyes. “Deeper Daddy, please – give it to me” I beg him.

I see a flash in his eyes and he thrusts even deeper. My hips rise to him. I wrap my other legs around his waist. I want so badly to put my arms around him but I’m bound. He sees and smiles – pushes down on my shoulders. “I like having you like this sometimes kitten…total control is mine. How deep do you want it? This deep?” Pounding me until he was about to cum….I could feel him.

Slowing he grabbed my hair pulling me to him and drove into me as deep as he could calling out, “Do you want Daddy’s cum?” I could feel my pussy squeezing him. “Cum for me Daddy, please cum for me!” And he exploded into me. I could feel him pumping into me as my pussy squeezed all of his cum right where it belonged. It was mine. I wanted all of it. Dripping in me and on me. Everywhere. Claim me.

When he gently untied me and caressed my wrists he checked for marks. “I don’t want to leave unsightly bruising on your wrists kitten. It would be difficult to explain,” he said with a wink.

I will wear bracelets.

Dirty Driver

I had been sitting at the bar for damn near an hour. The bartender had just poured my third glass of wine, I had looked through every app on my phone multiple times and my tongue was starting to get a little loose.

I had already told two guys to fuck off. Well…I didn’t say it quite like that. The first one was super polite…offered to buy me a drink….but I had a full glass in front of me so ya know….I just politely declined. Now tthe second one, slightly more forward, I let him know I was waitting on someone. He’s still watching…I hope I don’t look like an asshole by the end of the night.

But it’s been close to an hour and I’m feeling like an asshole.

I spent over an hour choosing what to wear tonight….or really what not to wear. I bathed and shaved every last stray strand of hair from every inch of me…I made sure my pussy is so smooth; I know what he likes. I covered myself in oil…his favorite scent. I want him to smell me when he walks in.

I put on his favorite dress. He bought it for me. I’ve never worn it even though I’ve had it hanging in the closet for months. I can’t wear anything under it, it hugs me too tightly. If he remembers….he’ll know when he sees me…. It’s white and when I tried it on he had this lustful look in his eyes, “Baby you can’t wear anything under there I can see it all.” I just giggled, smiled and said, “Well, nothing it is.”

I’m sitting in his favorite bar, he comes here every night. I’m going to seduce him. I want him. I’m going to fuck him. Here.

I’ve been waiting over an hour now. If I had panties on they would be wet. Earlier he said he was going to be a little late from work but this is ridiculous.

I’ve finished my third glass and I’m tipsy. My surprise isn’t going to work. I thought he would show up here, I would be here….but I’m calling an Uber. I’ve had too much to drink and he’s nowhere to be found.

14 minutes out. I can do that. Dude number three makes his way over….”That’s some nice ink you’ve got.” I just roll my eyes as I turrn my head away. This guy has on Dockers and loafers. I probably scare him – for real. I mean, his hair has gel in it I’m pretty certain….”Thanks,” I say “Do you have any?” I decide to play with him just a little. He’s ridiculous. He actually stammers as he says, “Well no, but on you those are gorgeous.”

Oh fucking please

“Pardon me” I excuse myself and go to the ladies room. Checking my phone, I have 7 minutes until my Uber arrives. Just enough time to pee, wash up and go pay my tab. I check myself in the mirror….pinch my cheeks and bite my lips so I look alive and off I go.

I stop at the end of the bar and pay my tab then go out front to wait for my Uber. 2 minutes out I timed it perfectly.

Okay….looks like it’s here….

The driver actually gets out to open the door for me – wow – he’s going to get a 5 star rating!!

He opens the door and as I step in…”Darcy, where would you like for me to take you?” My heart stops.

Daddy

How the fuck….. I don’t even care

“The address I have is 386 Foxwood….is that correct?” he asked. He seemed so serious, so business-like. “Um yes, well originally that’s where I wanted to go yes but I feel like having fun and maybe dancing? See I had this whole thing planned out, a sort of surprise for my uhhh Daddy and then he didn’t show up.”

“Maybe he had a surprise for you too” he said. He pulled the car over on the side of the road.

The engine died, the night was quiet. He opened his door, I heard it close. A back door opened. I felt my clit begin to swell.

“You wore the dress” he said. His voice came from the darkness. I wanted his cock in my mouth. i could nearly taste him I wanted him so badly. I hopped to my hands and knees in the seat…practically begging…”Daddy please. I want to taste you. Put your dick in my mouth. Feed me.” I was begging.

My clit was pulsing, I could feel my hearbeat between my legs. My juices were beginning to run down my thighs. I could see his shadow coming toward me. I was reaching toward him. I grabbed his hips pulling him to me. I hungrily opened his belt, unzipping his trousers, releasing his cock so I could swallow all of him. Greedily taking him, licking him, sucking, teasing, tasting every drop of pre-cum. Running my tongue up and down his shaft, slowly, circling the tip of his cock, hearing him moan knowing he’s about to cum then popping the tip of the tip of his cock with my lips, then swallowing all of him to the back of my throat……..his growl is so guttural and deep it almost makes me cum. It’s so fucking hot.

He has his hands fist deep in my hair, shoving my face into him…grinding his hips as he moans. “I want to fuck my baby girl” he says as he moans while he nearly cums.

With his hand still in my hair Daddy pulls me from the car and pulls my dress up to my waist. “Is this what you want Darcy…do you want to be fucked?” My back is against the car and even the cold metal can’t cool down the heat between my legs. His fingers dive between my legs…”Oh my baby girl is so ready for me aren’t you Darcy…are you a bad girl….do you need to be punished?” he said.

He turns me around…I feel his hard cock sliding between my arse cheeks. I can feel his pre-cum…and I’m so wet. He’s making me writhe against him. He slides his cock down slowly, opening the lips of my pussy….he puts just the tip of his hard dick in my dripping wet pussy…..then he pulls back out and rubs my clit driving me mad.

Leaning forward he grabs my breast “Like this baby?” he growls in my ear. I nearly cum but he pulls my head back to him with a handful of hair. He leans over me, and thrusts deep, as deep as he can….I can feel Daddy in my ribs. “Fuuuck” I can’t help but cry out. He slams me into the car then thrusts again over and over as deep as he can, filling me….claiming me…. The metal feels so good and Daddy is so deep in me.

“Fuck Daddy you’re going to make me cum. I’m going to cum for you” I cry out.

I lean my hips back and take Daddy as deep as I can, grip the car feeling the cold metal against my swollen clit and just as I explode Daddy explodes into me. He has his hand in my hair and the other on my throat, pulling me back to him…..everything made the explosion so much better.

He dropped my dress down over my hips. “That address was 386 Foxwood correct?” he said looking at me as if nothing had happened. “Um yes, ah yes that’s right. Yes please. Thank you.”

We drive home….me in the backseat the entire way. Pull into the driveway -“Darcy, next time check your driver before you just get in the car please. See what can happen.”

“I learned tighter throat hold and fuck you deep” he said. The lights in the car went off.

I learned you make me tingle…….

Going Down

I met my girlfriend at the casino for drinks, dinner, and a few cards.

We were having a great time – sushi…a few too many dirty martinis…..and I was even staying up on blackjack! I peeked at my watch. “Holy shit! Girl I need to go.” I laughed. It was so late. I hadn’t realized. Casinos are sneaky like that…..

She hugged me but stayed…her man was coming to pick her up and she was going to keep playing for awhile. I needed to go – I’m driving myself.

Waiting on the elevator for the parking garage there was a moment I felt like someone was watching me but noone was there – clearly my overactive, dirty martini brain. I’m the only one here.

The doors open, I step into the empty glass elevator with a sigh of relief chuckling at myself. The doors slide closed as I press 9. I’ve only travelled one floor when it comes to a stop. Fuck. The doors slide open and for a moment I can’t breathe.

Daddy

He steps into the glass box with me – the doors slide closed behind him. We start to move and he presses the button to stop the elevator. “Darcy it’s very late don’t you think?” he asks. I just stare at him. I have my back against the glass, thankfully there’s a rail to hold onto. I’m unsteady but I don’t think it’s the martinis anymore. I haven’t said a word. He comes to me quickly, a hand on the glass on either side of my head, his face inches from mine. I could feel his breath.

His hand slid up my skirt, between my legs and found my mound. His mouth dropped to my neck and his tongue and lips started to dance down to my collarbone. I could feel the muscles in my thighs begin to tremble. I let out a soft exhale, “There’s my girl, there she is.” With that I could feel my juices soak through my panties and so could he.

I still hadn’t said a word but was reaching for Daddy’s cock. I was unzipping his trousers as he slipped his fingers into me. “Oh Darcy you’re ready to fuck Daddy aren’t you, you bad girl.” he growled into my ear. “You’re so wet for me.” he says.

“Fuck me Daddy.” I say.

I hear a low growl from him as he grabs my ass cheeks, picks me up, and he drops me onto him. He has moved my panties to the side, my legs are around his waist, one hand on the rail and one arm around his neck. “Oh fuck Daddy, you’re so deep inside of me….” I moan. “I’m going to make you cum Darcy. You’re going to cum for me.” he says. Daddy feels so good. I lean back slightly and can feel my clit rubbing against him, his hands are cupping my cheeks, he leans forward and bites through my top at my nipple…… “Bite me harder Daddy,” I say. I see the flash in his eyes as he bites me and the pleasure I feel makes my clit fucking tingle, my nipples are rock hard, and I fucking growl. I feel primal.

I let go of the rail wrapping my arms around his neck, letting my weight fall onto his cock feeling it as deep as possible. Daddy has to lean forward to steady himself. I hear his breath catch. I grab his lip with my teeth….”You’re going to make me cum, Daddy.” I tell him. My pussy is squeezing his dick as I’m riding him and I can feel my clit throbbing….I’m so close. Up and down with his hand on my arse he thrusts so fucking hard and I explode! “Oh fuck I’m cumming for you Daddy” I moan.

As I’m cumming he turns me around places my hands on the rail, holds me tightly by the waist and fucks me so fucking hard until he cums with me. “Feel my dick Darcy – whose pussy is that, tell me….tell me” he orders. “It’s Daddy’s pussy,” I say. “It’s Daddy’s pussy.”

He pulls out, our juices on my legs, and he moves my panties back over my mound but leaves me messy. Zipping his trousers and adjusting himself he turns me around to face him. He pushes the button to restart the elevator. “I’ll see you at home my kitten. There are still the spankings to be dealt with.”

The doors opened, he winked at me, walked to his car, and I walked to mine.

I’ll see him at home.

Overtime

He walked in the door, set down his briefcase, loosened his tie, took the drink I made him and had a long swallow. He gave me a deep kiss and with a heavy sigh he started toward his office. Often he’s in his home study just as much as he’s at work. His work day certainly doesn’t end just because he left the office.

I waited only a few minutes and followed behind him. I had missed him and had been anxiously waiting on him to get home.

He was already sitting in his chair behind his desk, head leaning back, eyes closed; resting. Obviously he had a long day and there must be more for him to do. He heard me walk in the room, “Sorry baby, just unwinding for a minute.”

I walked around to his side of the desk, carefully moved papers and folders to the sides and sat myself directly in front of him. Putting a foot on either side of his chair I asked, “Daddy, are you hungry? Will you eat my pussy please?”

Daddy keeps his eyes on mine as his fingers feel up my legs, under my skirt, finds the thin fabric of my thong……”Darcy you are so wet for Daddy already these are soaked through” I just nod. He moves them to the side and dips his fingers into me. We can hear my juice. He pulls his fingers out of me and licks them – one at a time – so slowly – I can feel my juice running down my legs. I’m nearly writhing I want him so badly. “Please Daddy.”

Never getting out of his chair, Daddy puts my ankles over his shoulders and buries his face between my legs. He licks me and I shudder. His tongue dances on my clit making it swell and he dips into my pussy fucking me with his tongue. “Is this what you wanted Darcy, is this what my baby girl needed?” He bites and sucks my clit and I know I’m going to cum.”Yes Daddy, fuck yes. This is what I wanted. I love when you eat me. I’m going to cum for you.” Daddy moans and pulls my hips into his face, “Cum on me Darcy, I need to drink you.” I explode and pull his head tight into my pussy, squeezing my legs around him. I can hear him drinking me, I feel him licking every drop. I can’t stop, wave after wave – I’m afraid I’ll drown him and he’s lapping it all.

I release his head, he sits back, lips covered in cum never looking sexier. He kisses me and I can taste my juice. “Thank you Daddy, I missed you today. I know you still have a lot to do. I’ll leave you alone so you can work.” I quietly get off his desk and put everything back where I found it.

Back to work.

Black Diamond

The slopes had been busy all day. We got out early to see the sun coming up as we were starting down our first run. The scenery was breathtaking. Being some of the first on the fresh snow, hearing the swhish of your skiis, everything else oddly quiet. Watching the sun rise up shining over the snow covered mountaintops was simply gorgeous.

Daddy looked so good in his fitted ski gear – all black with little splashes of red on his goggles. I liked when he would lead so I could watch his body in front of me. I really enjoyed watching him leaning tight into turns and he would crouch a little to speed up. I could almost feel the agression in his body coiling up. He pushed me to keep up without even trying. He would look back over his shoulder making sure I was there, I would speed up to stay close, he would go harder, and it was nearly intoxicating.

We would reach the bottom of the run, make it to the lift; my reward for keeping up was a long deep kiss in the lift line. “Another, Darcy?” he asks but I know he’s not really asking. I nod, “Yes Daddy, please let’s go again.”

This was a short lift and we’re off quickly. Another few runs and Daddy suggests a drink break in the lodge. I hastily agree, it’s cold and my nose feels frozen.

The lodge is very busy; everyone must’ve had the same idea as us. We order our hot chocolates and are given numbers to wait – it’s going to be a minute. Daddy looks at me quite seriously, “Darcy, we need a restroom break. Come with me.” I take his hand without a word, I’ve seen this look before.

Walking down a narrow hallway we see restrooms on the left; Mens – Daddy pauses then eyes a Family restroom a few steps farther down the hall. Grabbing my hand he pulls me into the room and locks the door behhind us.

He pushes me against the door, kisses me agressively wrapping his fingers around my throat while his other hand is groping between my legs. I moan when he bites at my lips. He presses into me, kissing me like this driving me mad.

Then he pulled away slightly, loosened his gear to free his hard cock, grabbed my hair and pushed me to my knees. “Suck Daddy’s dick Darcy.” I lick the tip of his cock, tasting his pre-cum, sucking it. I play with the rim of his dick, making him moan. I lick the shaft up and down, swirling my tongue around the tip each time I reach the end. Until finally when he’s nearly shuddering I greedily take all of him, all of Daddy’s hard cock in my mouth, making it hit the back of my throat, making me gag. I take him over and over and then just the tip again. I can feel his dick bulging in my mouth. I know Daddy is going to cum for me, I know he’s close. I beg him to cum for me. “Please Daddy, please cum, I want to swallow all of you.” Daddy has his hands buried in my hair pulling my face into him, I’m rolling my eyes up to him. “Fuck Darcy, I’m going to cum, fucking drink me baby girl. Fuuuuuck”

I drank every drop and licked my lips to make sure I didn’t miss any. I licked his cock to get any I had missed. I wanted every drop. I’m a good girl. I sucked him clean.

Daddy kissed me, put his gear back on, looked at me calmly, “I’m sure our hot chocolates are ready. We need to go.” I looked at him with what I’m sure was a confused expression. “Yes Darcy, you were a good girl. Our day isn’t over. There’s a hot tub in our villa, don’t forget. Keep being my good girl.”

I nod my head. He kisses me deeply, making me moan and I feel myself getting wet. Such a long day this is going to be.

Picking up our hot chocolates. “Ma’am would you like whipped cream?” Me……”no thanks, I’ve had my fill for now” Daddy darkly whispers “We will see about that.”

Rest Up

The text interrupts the blaring music. That one little *ding* through the car speakers shocks me out of my daydreaming. The message displays on the dash; I feel my heart begin to race a bit faster and my cheeks start to flush. Fuck yes, Daddy. “Stop at the next rest area”

11 miles. I pull into an open spot. Another text: “Picnic?”

Turning off the engine and scanning for picnic tables I don’t see Daddy anywhere. I wish I had dressed differently, something cute or sexy, something other than yoga pants and a tank. I am also so fucking excited to see Daddy right now maybe he won’t notice what I’m wearing. And he made a picnic? He must have to work tonight, this must mean he won’t be home for dinner.

I lock the car, begin to follow a path hoping it will lead to tables, and finally see him. Daddy is sitting at the table farthest away watching me walk towards him. My pulse quickens, I put my head down and hear him, “Darcy look at me.” I immediately raise my eyes to his and hold them as I continue to the table.

I’m standing in front of him now, his eyes still locked on mine. I take a moment to breathe. “There’s no food,” I say. “My meal is right here,” Daddy says never blinking.

I take a half step backwards. “I saw you leaving your yoga class today,” he says. I tell him about the errands I had to run. “I thought about watching you at home. I’m sorry I missed the class, I would’ve enjoyed watching you stretch for me and put your ass in the air for me in front of everyone.” Daddy stands and moves toward me.

Before I can speak he kisses me and whispers in my ear, “I’m going to fuck you on this table. I don’t care who sees Darcy. You are mine. My little plaything to do what I want with. Do you understand?” I nod my head. He continues, “I will always take care of you, but I will do whatever the fuck I want.” I feel his dick getting harder as he’s telling me this. I nuzzle into his neck and nod again.

“Do you feel what you do to me Darcy?” I slide my knee between his legs and feel his hard cock. “Yes Daddy,” I whisper in his ear. I feel his dick through his trousers, he’s so hard already. When I touch him he nearly growls at me. “Fuck this Darcy.”

Daddy grabs my hips turns me around, yanks my yoga pants and thongs down, and slides a finger inside of me bending me over the picnic table. I let out a gasp leaning forward as I feel him diving inside of me. He softly slides his finger out, quickly kneels down and I feel a sharp bite on my ass. I yelp and start to wiggle away, Daddy grips my hips hard, presses me against the table and I feel his tongue slide along my clit and dip into my dripping pussy. He moans and then nips my clit. I’m practically clawing the fucking table. “Please fuck me Daddy!” I beg him.

He teases my clit, biting, sucking, dipping his tongue into my pussy a few more times and then suddenly his rock hard cock thrusts into me taking my breath. He fills me, I can feel him in my ribs he’s so deep inside of me and he fucks me hard. Gripping my hips, I can feel his fingers digging into my skin, already leaving their impression behind. He’s pulling me back into him as he shoves himself harder and deeper into me. “Anywhere Darcy. I will fuck you anywhere I want. I do not care who sees us. I do not give a fuck. I. Am. Your. Daddy. Do you understand?” All I could do was whimper “mhmm” as my juice ran down his dick and my legs.

Daddy was fucking me so hard he had made me cum three times already. My knees were weak and I was seeing stars. It felt like I was riding wave after wave of orgasms. Daddy grabs a handful of hair, pulls my head toward him, “Now you’re going to wear my cum home baby” and he pushes into me hard and fast enough to rock the table. I shudder softly as empties into me, his cum filling me.

He pulls out of me and watches as some of his cum runs down my leg. “I love knowing you are wearing me. You smell like me. Like us.” I swipe a drip from my leg with my finger, catch his eye to make sure he’s watching, and lick my finger clean. “You’re delicious,” I tell him. He moans just a little, “Darcy are you being a tease?” I shake my head no as I pull up my panties and pants. “No Daddy, I’m a good girl.”

“Are you finished with your errands? You were on your way home yes?” I nod in confirmation. “Okay then, there’s no need to change when you get home. Don’t shower. I’ll see you tonight. I’m going to fuck you again. Rest up.”

He pats my bottom and off I go. To rest up.

Reservations….continued

They watched me walk toward them.

So many exquistely dressed people; as I approach the group grows quiet, they turn to look at me. I see small tight smiles, nods of what almost seems like approval. These people whisper among themselves, I assume about me.

I continue into the main room, I’m given a number…5, then shown to a table set for dinner.

I see people with paddles in the air; this is an auction. Wait…

Where is Daddy. My skin is starting to tingle. I feel anxious.

A glass of wine is set in front of me, I immediately down half of it. I see tables of other women dressed similar to me….number 14 sits across the table from me and is given a glass of merlot.

There’s music playing from somewhere. A man in a tailored suit walks to the center of the stage…”Ladies and Gentlemen may I present number 9″

A gentleman walks onto the stage with a beautiful woman on a leash. She has a dainty black velvet collar around her delicate neck. He’s leading her, allowing her to walk but her hands are behind her back, her head is down…….he’s showing her.

As he gently walks her back and forth across the stage the announcer describes her: she excels at anal play, she loves toys, orgies are her favorite….. The gentleman lifts her chin up, she looks into the crowd, her eyes searching….. He turns her around and lifts her dress slightly to show a peek of her ass. Someone bids.

He bends her over, gets her down to all fours and the bidding continues. When she is sold she is definately ready to go. I don’t know who bought her but I hope he’s ready to fuck her. I drank 3 glasses of wine just watching.

The bidder picks her up at the side of the stage, takes her back to his table, unzips his trousers and slides her on top of him right there – sitting at table! Her arms are wrapped around his neck, his hands are on her hips. I’m looking their way….

A man whispers that it’s my turn and points me toward a door. I just nod and move in that direction. On the other side is the lovely limo driver from earlier. He leans in close…..”Here Darcy, let’s put your collar on. We need to go show you off.” I roll my eyes up to him and nod yes. He clasps my hands behind my back and directs me to keep my head down. “Don’t look up Darcy. Don’t be bad here. Your Daddy won’t be happy with you if you misbehave.” I just nod.

He leads me onto the stage and I can hear the announcer saying “number 5”. I’m being led slowly back and forth in front of the crowd. I can hear them whispering while the man in the tailored suit is saying, “she loves roleplay, excels at oral sex, into rough play, wants public sex”. We’re in the middle of the stage, my face is lifted to the people, my tits have been smacked, nipples are hard.

Then I get turned around, and he spanks my ass hard, so hard I cry out.

The bidding starts.

He bends me over on all fours and starts spanking me with what feels like rage he has been holding. It brings tears but also makes me very fucking wet. The pain sears my ass but when it burns my skin it makes me so fucking hot. With every blow the bidding would go up. He would run his nails down my back through my dress and then spank me. Not touch me anywhere else. I was fucking dripping wet.

Please end the bidding.

Every blow was making me cry out. The pain was excruciating and intoxicating simultaniously.

Thankfully he brought me up off my knees to give me to my new owner.

Daddy took the leash in his hand, spoke quite harshly to the driver: “Don’t ever fucking touch her like that again, do you understand. I know how badly you want to fuck her. You can’t. She is mine. You went too far. Drive us home.”

Daddy licked my pussy in the back of the limo. My juices were stuck to my thighs. He left the partition down and made the driver watch. “This is what you want isn’t it….you can’t have it….it’s mine…this pussy is mine.” He would say it over and over and make sure that driver saw him put his tongue deep inside of me.

I begged him to fuck me. Begged him to put his cock inside of me. He let me sit on his lap. I slid down on top of his dick….but he had me face the front. He wanted that driver to see my face when Daddy’s dick filled me up. And he did…he saw…I fucking exploded all over Daddy’s cock. So far inside of me, sliding up and down he felt so fucking good and he goes so fucking deep. My cum running down his shaft and dripping off his balls. I can’t get enough of him.

We pull into the drive as I pull myself into my own seat. He speaks to the driver, we go inside.

Me: maybe we need a new driver

Daddy: oh no…I like him a lot

Tardiness

I was a bad girl. At least that’s what Daddy said.

I had to run an errand. To the store. It was for him…my Daddy. I was planning the meal he wanted – he had been rather vague so it took me longer than I had expected in the supermarket. But I want to please him, I always only want to please him.

Anyway, I was rushing home – I wanted to have everything inside and have time to change clothes before Daddy got home from work. I still had on my school uniform, I hadn’t been home all day  – I was hoping to slip into something a lot more – well – naked. Fucking supermarket.

Daddy had been flirty with me all day, sending me little messages, asking about dinner. I did my best to respond to all of them between my classes, or sometimes even during class if the students were busy looking down at their desks…..anytime I could slip in a quick message or pic of the edge of my skirt. It’s hot knowing Daddy‘s thinking about me. It makes me hot. And wet. Sometimes a little too hot and wet and I have to think about something else or, well my juice will soak thru my panties and I’ll get all flushed. It’s a lot so…..

I round the turn to the house and Daddy’s car is already in the drive. My heart starts to race…I can feel my face starting to get hot… I pull into the drive, shutdown my engine and my thighs begin to tremble. I have bags to carry in and I can feel Daddy’s eyes on me from the front window – but I know that if I open this door and stand up at this moment I will fall; my legs are quaking so badly.

I take a moment and gather my things, open the back door to retrieve the bags, and keep reminding myself to breathe under Daddy’s intensely scrutinizing glare. I can feel his stare while I walk toward the house and at the last moment when I look up and catch those beautiful eyes with mine for just a flash I see anger. And it catches my breath.

When I walk in the door he’s standing over me, takes the bags quickly, drops them on the floor and yanks me to him. In a moment we’re on his chair. He’s seated and I’m standing in front of him, facing him.  Every inch of me is tingling; I’m not certain how I’m standing on my own. I still see flashes of anger in his eyes. I have no idea why they would be there but it’s hot – it’s scary, I’m terrified – but it’s hot and I can feel my clit starting to swell.

“Darcy, you weren’t here when I got home.” He says it with such finality as he runs his fingers up my leg. First the outside….all the way from my ankle…very slowly without taking his eyes off of mine until he touches my hip bone underneath my skirt.

I started to speak, to defend myself, to explain that the supermarket was a fucking madhouse and that to be fair he had been a bit vague on his dinner descriptions although now may not be the best time to bring that up, but as my mouth opened, “No Darcy, no excuses today. You need to learn.” His fingers were moving up the inside of my leg now.

He cupped my pussy. Made me gasp. I instantly felt my clit begin to throb in his hand; my panties were soaked. I knew he could feel my juice on his fingers. “Darcy baby, I thought you understood that no excuses meant for you to remain quiet.” Daddy’s voice, although it stayed very calm, had lowered in timbre.

I nodded in understanding. “That’s my good girl.” He pulled me to him by my pussy and threw me across his lap. Running his hands up my legs higher and higher he kept pushing my little skirt up until my bottom was exposed. Rubbing his hands around my cheeks, making me jiggle. All I want to do is rub my hips against his lap.

I almost moan and remember to be silent when suddenly Daddy’s hand smacks my bottom soundly and I can’t help but let out a little cry. I even bite down on my own hand a bit to try to muffle it. He hears me. “Did I surprise you Darcy? I suppose you thought tardiness had no repercussions. Is that how your classroom works Darcy? No repercussions? I doubt that.”

There wasn’t even time for me to shake my head before another smack to my bottom came raining down, a little harder this time. “I get excuses all day, I certainly don’t need them from you.” Another spank. I raised my hips – I don’t know why exactly – well yes I do. When Daddy spanked me hard enough to make my skin burn, it also made my pulse race and my clit throb and I could feel my juices running down my thighs.

I hear him unlatching his belt, unhooking his trousers…I want to look…I know better than to press my luck right now. Daddy stands me up and bends me over in front of him, rubbing my bottom softly. I can feel his hardness pressing against me.

He deftly slides the tiny string of panty material to the side and while grabbing a handful of hair he drives his cock deep inside of me. I can feel him so deep in me that when he thrusts just a certain way it takes my breath away. “This is how I fuck my girl Darcy. Are you my girl?” He nods my head with my hair as I say, “Yes Daddy, I’m your girl.”

He fucks me harder, picking up speed and then slowing down. Going so fucking deep it hurts and makes me cry out and pulling out and teasing with his tip, watching me cum all over his cock as he slides in and out.

I can feel him starting to swell. I know he’s going to cum for me. He drives in so fucking hard and deep, I feel his dick pulsing inside of me. My pussy is squeezing around him…. He pulls out of me, turns me around and shoves his cock in my mouth. I greedily take him and he explodes, spraying the back of my throat. I taste a mix of his and my cum together and it’s delicious. I hear him moan and feel him shudder and that turns me on more. I want more. I suck and lick until I have every drop of him.

He touches my head, rubs my face. “Repercussions, Darcy. Sometimes tardiness leads you to the principal’s office.”

I wonder what else leads to the principal’s office…

Take a Flight

I had slipped into a dinky alley bar on my way home from work. Work was shite and all that was waiting for me at home was chores and an evening being alone. I decided to stall for a little while longer and drown myself just a bit.

I grabbed a seat near the end of the bar and got a raised eyebrow when I gave him my order. “You’re sure? You don’t want a mixer?” He questioned me as if I was unsure as to what I wanted. “I didn’t stutter, handsome”, I flashed him my sweetest smile. We locked eyes for a hot second, he turned and I saw him fetch my tumbler. Was going to be like that I supposed.

I lost track of time. I danced a few times. I had a couple of drinks. I talked to the bartender. He would refill my tumbler, now when he raises his eyebrow I get the feeling it’s for a different reason. I dance more.

“Come here, I want to show you this.” he says to me. I follow him to the end of the bar. He walks me into a shadow. He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls me close to him, puts his lips at my ear. In his other hand he’s gripping what looks like a wooden paddle. My eyes widen and flash and I have a sudden realization of what he’s holding. He whispers, “This beer flight paddle could be used for other things, don’t you think? Stay around.” As he begins to loosen his grip on my hair he lightly grazes my neck with his teeth and he gently taps my arse with the paddle.

It was all in a moment but left me wet. Oh I would be staying.

I gather myself and get back to the bar. Bartender walks over, “Another? Or may I suggest something.” He stares at me. I hold his gaze until my eyes begin to burn. I slowly blink, “I’ll have whatever you suggest.” Here we go.

Only a few minutes later a paddle was placed in front of me, maybe the same one from before, this time with four small glasses filled with different whiskies. Not unpleasant. The bartender looks at me over the glasses. “Enjoy these now, enjoy that later.” My mouth opened to speak but a word didn’t form so I just closed it. I nodded my head in response. Yes. A nodded head yes. That was all I could do.

I wanted to know what the lines of the tattoo on his chest led to.

His shoulders are fucking huge.

The night continued. I enjoyed the whiskey and danced a bit. The bar began to clear just as I was finishing my last tiny glass. “Good timing,” I mused. “Do you mind if I leave my car here overnight? I’m going to call a ride. I’ll be back early. Promise.” Bartender looked at me with this funny almost mischievous smile, “Oh baby, I don’t mind if your car stays. You’re not going anywhere either. You are staying right here with me. You and all of  – that. Remember baby. We’re going to see what we can do with this.” He picks up the flight paddle sending glasses shattering to the floor, grabbing my hand and pulling me to him his teeth were on my neck and my head was spinning.

Before I knew what was happening I was on my knees in front of him, his hard cock hanging to tempt me, dripping. Just as I look up at him he grabs the back of my head and pushes his cock down my throat. I keep my eyes locked on his, he sees mine fill with water when his dick pushes against the back of my throat, making me gag. He watches me struggle to not vomit as he gags me by continuing to shove his cock deep into my throat. He sees the water run from my eyes. But he also feels how it fills my mouth.

And it makes me wet.

“It’s time we use this paddle Darcy.” I looked at him with wide eyes for just a moment. “Oh yes, I know your name.” He smiled and chuckled. “Let’s go. Over my knee.” On the inside I’m smiling because I know this is easy, I was afraid that he would “Actually Darcy, on the bar. Naked. Now. All fours. Now.”

Fuck

There is broken glass I’m trying to avoid. The bartender is standing over me gripping the paddle. His cock is hard but not as hard as when I was sucking him. He’s still dressed anyway, just has his dick out. I’m the one that’s exposed, totally fucking naked. But I’d be lying it I didn’t admit that I wasn’t excited. I am. I’m fucking dripping wet.

I’m shifting to move glass when suddenly my breath is taken by a blow to my arse so hard I can’t even think for a moment. It stings like a hornet and before it begins to ebb another and then another. No give in a wooden paddle makes the sting unrelenting yet also pleasurable. There’s a mix between what hurts and what feels good that is such a strange sensation. Such an odd fucking turn-on. But it’s still a turn-on.

With each smack of the paddle, no matter how hard I try to steady myself, I’m not able to hold myself up. I begin to crumble. First I’m down on my forearms, with my ass in the air. I spread my legs a bit. The bartender seems to like that. The smacks are harder and come a little closer together. Several times he runs his hand up and down my spine and around my ass. He slid his whole hand up and down my slit, playing with my clit – never slipping a finger inside my pussy – always teasing. He was just leaving me pulsing, nearly begging. Then he would smack me hard again with that fucking paddle.

The longer this went on I went from resting on my forearms, to lying on my stomach altogether. I could feel bits of glass grinding into my skin. I didn’t even care. I was being tortured. I could feel the bartender’s cock on my ass, his hand in my hair, on my spine. His hands were in my slit, all over my ass, he would tease me with the tip of his dick. I would push up, rise my ass in the air, dripping wet. He was dripping too, watching me struggle.

Rather than sink deep into me, he would rub my ass, slide his hand across my slit making me fucking drip, and then deliver a gut-wrenching blow with the fucking paddle. I would hear him moan a little and I could see his cock get a bit harder and drip. That made me even wetter. Fuck. I thought I wanted him to just fuck me but maybe I didn’t. This was such amazing fucking torture. I was nearly having an orgasm and he was barely even touching my clit.

Yanking my hair, “What do you want Darcy?” he asked. My chance, my choice. “Anything! Fuck! Anything you want! Just don’t stop.” I responded. “I won’t stop until I’m finished with you.” He smiled but there was something almost evil and dark. It stirred something in me. It made me even hotter.

I felt the paddle on the back of my neck. It pushed my forehead to the bar, I raised my arms to rest them there. He ran the paddle down my back, my ass in the air, my head to the bar, on my knees. When he reached my arse he began to circle my cheeks then he tapped each one. Felt like nothing after the smacks he had been giving. I didn’t make a sound, I was actually holding my breath. He circled a few more times. Smacked a little harder. I breathed a little heavy at the blows.

He spread my legs a bit wider.

My heart started to race a wee bit faster. Anticipation or fear I wasn’t sure. Probably both. I felt the paddle slide up the inside of my leg. Then the other. Okay.

He spread my legs a bit wider.

I was fully at his mercy now. Full yoga pose. Forehead on the bar, arms in front of me. My ass was in the air and my knees very far apart. Suddenly I felt the paddle between my legs, in my slit. He didn’t move it – only allowed my clit to pulse around it. The wood had the oddest, smooth, cold sensation. My pussy felt like it was trying to grab it. I wanted to fuck that bartender so badly and he was teasing me and driving me insane. He was getting off. Dripping.

I raised my head and nearly growled. The sound from me was primal. I wanted to be fucked. I began to raise and lower my hips, hoping I could grind against the paddle. “Do you need to be fucked that badly Darcy? Is that it? Mmmmm I see.” he moaned as he talked. He was slowly moving the paddle. “If it’s that bad, then how would you feel about me fucking you with the handle of this paddle Darcy? This isn’t a discussion. I’m just letting you know. You’ll like it, you’ve loved it so far. You’re going to be fucked.” With that the smooth, cold, wood left my pulsing clit throbbing and the long, bulbous, rubber handle of the paddle dipped deep into my pussy. I cried out and the bartender began to work it in and out slowly. He would pull it out almost completely, then slowly slide all the way in; then he would pull back out and slam in quickly. It felt mesmerizing. Occasionally he would lick his finger and touch my clit when he was sliding it in. My god.

When I felt like I was in a trance I felt his hand on my ass. His fingers dipping into my pussy, getting wet and bringing the juices to my ass, getting it wet. His dick is so fucking hard and dripping. He rubs his own juice on his cock. He spits on my ass, rubs it across my hole, and slides his hard dick into my ass. Fuck me, what an explosion. Yes, this – this is what I want! Fuck me like this!

It hurts, it’s dirty, it’s taboo – and it’s exactly what I fucking want. He was fucking both holes at the same time, watching it happen. And he was going to make me cum. When he slipped inside of my ass I saw fucking stars. He’s still fucking me with the paddle and now he’s fucking my ass in rhythm. I will cum soon. I grab my own nipple and pinch hard. “Fuck! Fuck me harder!” I cry out. He grabs my hip with his free hand and picks up speed in my ass. Each time he slides to his tip I feel this strange sensation and I focus on what he’s doing to my pussy, how the rubber on the handle is rubbing my g-spot and is so close to pushing me over the edge; then he shoves his dick balls deep into my ass and it literally takes my breath. I cry out, fall forward tits slamming into the bar, glass embedding into my skin, the handle of the paddle shoving so far into my pussy I can feel it in my ribs. But I can also feel his knuckles against my clit. It’s at this moment, when he goes through this motion one more time that I explode.

At the same time he erupted into my ass my juice dripped down his knuckles and onto his hand and wrist. My cunt gripped the handle of the paddle just as tightly as my ass did the bartender’s cock. Neither let go easily.

As we climbed down from the bar I began to gather my clothes. “Darcy, you’re sparkling. The glass.” he motioned toward my chest. There were tiny pieces that looked like they were embedded in my skin but they didn’t hurt. There were a lot on my forearms and some along my hairline too. “Come with me. You’re not leaving tonight. Let’s get you cleaned up.” he took my hand. I must have looked confused. “I live in the back,” he said.

“Shower, let’s get that glass out. Except for maybe a few pieces. You are a fairy after all, right? Don’t they sparkle?” He sure did know a lot about me. What the fuck. He looked back over his shoulder at me. I found my voice, “Hey, I don’t even know” He interrupted me, “Oh yeah fuck. I’m Niall. That was fucking rude of me.”

“Come now my shimmering fuck toy.”