I don’t have any stories for this one. Just…yes. Please.
"Lie down on your stomach, with your legs spread and your hands over your head, pet," he whispered in the dark. There were no bindings this time. He wanted her to obey and to accept her torment without restraint.
His hands roamed up and down the supple thighs and curving ass cheeks of his obedient submissive as she lay prone before him. He reached beneath her to fondle her nipples until they stiffened to taut peaks and worked the softest whimper from her. Strong palms again slid down over the ample curves and swell of her ass, dipping between her thighs to part those smooth petals guarding her cunt.
He found her already damp for him, her petals swelling and opening for him like a spring flower. Slowly, teasingly, he rubbed the soft pad of his thumb over her bud, stroking until it unhooded and more wetness flooded her exposed opening. She squirmed idly, pushing her face into the pillows and groaning at the gentle tease that soon had her soaked for her owner. He pressed three fingers together and slowly, steadily pushed against her opening, watching every tensing of her muscles and listening for every soft gasp as he penetrated her pussy.
She felt a hot splatter of saliva against her asshole, followed quickly by the pressure of fingers at her tight ring. With the fingers of his other hand still stuffed in her cunt, he began to work two fingers into her ass.
"Stay still…" he whispered at her ear, leaning over her as he started to pump both hands. Rapidly violating those holes. Watching as her fingers curled against the sheets and her ass lifted in the air in silent pleading. To be toyed with. Used. Owned.
He pulled his fingers from her clenching cunt and flicked her own juices onto her back before offering those digits to her pouty lips to suckle. She parted her lips and gladly obliged, tasting her own arousal as he continued to roughly finger her ass.
"I’ve got something to put in this little ass before I fuck it and make you squirt like a whore," he growled at her ear, raking his teeth down over her throat and biting at her shoulder. "Spit on it. Suck it. Get it good and wet, because you know where it’s going." He traded out the fingers in her mouth for an inflatable plug, fucking her plush lips with the toy.
After she spit and suckled the toy until it was soaked, he drew it from her lips and trailed it slowly down her spine and over the curve of her ass. She let out a soft little sigh when he withdrew his probing digits from her ass and replaced them with the tip of the toy. Her little ring was stretched enough to accept the tapered tip easily, but as the toy flared, he had to push harder. And harder. Working against the clenching sphincter to force that plug in. Finally, he broke through her resistance and her little rear sucked the rest of the toy in until the base sat flush between her cheeks.
"Count," he said, then gave the pump a squeeze, making the toy inflate.
"One, Daddy!" she gasped, arching up slightly as the plug expanded.
"I wonder how big you can take it," he said, squeezing the bulb again.
"You are my ass slut, after all." Pump.
"Three, Daddy!" she squealed, biting on her lip and squirming face down on the bed as the toy grew bigger and bigger inside her ass.
"And getting you nice and stretched now will only help later when I fuck this little ass until you scream." Pump.
He could feel her trembling and heard the soft whimpers. Gentle fingers brushed through her hair. “One more, pet. One more for Daddy.” Pump.
"Six, Daddy!" she cried, shaking from the massive stretch of that inflated toy in her ass.
"Good girl. Let’s see how big six is, shall we?" he said. The plug deflated with an audible hiss and she squirmed once more as he started to pull on the base to unstuff her. "Hold your ass cheeks open so I can see."
She obediently did so, displaying her gaped asshole as he held the toy up in front of her and gave it six hearty pumps. The inflatable head of the toy enlarged almost to the size of a small fist. He chuckled and set the plug aside on the nightstand.
He unbuckled his belt and let his fully erect cock spring free. “Keep those cheeks spread, pet.” He rolled her over on top of him and stabbed his cock upwards, spearing into her stretched and prepared asshole with one quick thrust.
She arched up with a moan as thick, hot flesh rammed into the owned hole the toy had just readied. He usually took his time penetrating her ass, working his way in against the tightness. But not today. Today, she was already open to him. And he wasted no time in starting to pound her.
He pulled her body back against his, wrapping his arms around her and pinning her tight as his hips hammered up against her soft ass cheeks. Her little rear was the perfect fit for him, sheathing and stroking his cock with hard contractions as he probed her depths. He made sure to arch her hips up just right, so his cock would bang against her gspot with every rough thrust. His slut was going to squirt for him.
"You love this, don’t you, my little ass whore?" he grunted between pumps, bouncing her around like a ragdoll, without mercy. He knew she could take it, knew it was what she craved.
"Yes…Daddy…" she panted, writhing about in ecstasy as he reamed her owned ass. "Thank you, Daddy."
"I want you to cum for me. Squirt for me while being ass fucked." He picked up his pace, slamming into her over and over again, gritting his teeth to stave off his own explosive climax until he had made his slut spray shamefully all over the room.
"Daddy…yes…fuck…my ass…" she gasped, tipping her head back in a stifled scream when he fucked her harder, tearing her breath away. Every thrust stroked that particular spot inside her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She could feel the familiar tickle starting deep in her belly, unfurling and expanding…making her nipples stand out rigid and her clit swell and unhood fully.
Every muscle in her body tensed and she knew it was almost there. She gritted her teeth and bore down, taking every vicious thrust from her owner again and again. Deep. Hard. Fast. In her ass. Her little owned ass. There was no pain, only absolute pleasure. There was only him. The sound of his grunts, the feel of his cock hammering away at her, the scent of his musk combined with hers.
Every muscle tensed, began to tremble. And then it struck. She screamed and arched up, pushing when she felt it. Her juices flooded from her in a wave, spraying out in a clear arc, in several spurts as he continued to fuck her. She thrashed and wailed and convulsed in pleasure, soaking the sheets.
"Thank you, Daddy!"
"Mine," he growled in reply, pounding into her one last time as the contractions inside her ass stroked him to his own release. "Mine…" His cock twitched and with a groan of delight, he unloaded into her ass, spraying down those quivering walls with spurt after spurt of hot seed until it overflowed and dripped out of her stretched asshole.
She collapsed on top of him, his cock still jammed deep in her ass, still twitching. “Yours,” she murmured, her chest heaving, her body shivering.
If cocks weren’t meant to be sucked, why would they be so perfectly suckable?
Nothing quite like wrapping your lips around the throbbing tip of a nice cock and sucking so hard your cheeks hollow out and you pull the moans out of him with soft little circles of your tongue.
Nothing quite like tasting those sweet little drops of precum oozing out as you work on him.
Nothing quite like feeling his hips start to pump against your face, telling you what a good job you’re doing.
Nothing quite like getting the ultimate compliment on a service well performed by receiving a nice hot load splashed across your face.
Mmm. I need something in my mouth now.
This is amazing. I want to be her so badly right now. Tied down in absolute bondage that is completely inescapable. Getting my holes stuffed. Feeling that hard, unyielding suction on my tits that makes my clit tingle and my cunt clench. You know what would make this even better? A blindfold. Or even better yet…a hood to put me in complete darkness, a void where my body is fucked and sucked and used while being held mercilessly in place. Mmm…there should also be a cylinder on my clit to make that little bud as hard and aching as my suctioned nipples. I would hope that there are two dildos on that post, to make sure that I’m airtight like a good girl. And the louder the muffled whimpers from within the hood…the faster and harder and deeper the toys go into those tight holes. And there should definitely be a bucket underneath to catch my dripping juices so that when I am released from my torment and unhooded, I can see what a slut I am.
….I’ll be in my bunk.
He turned the machine up as high as it would go, making sure both of those slut holes were pounded so hard by the thick dildos that the rubber cocks blurred in motion. She wasn’t tied down this time, but she was instructed to stay where she was like a good girl and take everything he doled out.
She writhed and bucked and screamed as the machine stretched both of those owned holes while her owner jacked off right above her, but with his cock teasingly out of reach of her mouth. And when she begged him to cum, he shook his head and silently handed her a Hitachi wand.
She whimpered and mashed the wand against her swollen, throbbing clit. Her body jerked and arched up in ecstasy as the vibrations thrummed against that sensitive nub. Mascara ran down her cheeks in an untended river of tears as all the sensations intensified and intertwined and kept her almost painfully on the edge of a massive orgasm.
But she wouldn’t let go until he let her, no matter how much it burned. She was nearly half mad by the time she heard her owner grunt and felt the hot splash of his cum as it splattered across her tits. His hand covered over hers, pushing the wand even harder against her aching clit and not letting her squirm out from under it. As she screamed and arched up, he jammed his still twitching cock into her open mouth.
The pet reflexively suckled, as she had been trained to do whenever Master’s cock was in her mouth. Whimpers, screams, and shouts were muffled by the thick flesh gag that dripped the last bits of his seed onto her tongue.
At last, he ordered her to cum for him. She nursed even harder on his cockhead, lapping and suckling and mewling like a kitten as the massive convulsions gripped her body. She thrashed and screamed as violent waves of pleasure took complete hold of her, drenching her quivering thighs with a river of lust. And still, he kept the wand in place on her clit. It was quite unbearable, an overdose of pleasure so profound that tears streamed down her cheeks.
In her mouth, she felt him hardening again. And she knew, this was only the first wave of delicious torment he had in store for her tonight…
Lead me, Daddy.
Take me by this cunt you own, the one I just shaved bare this morning for You, for your pleasures.
You know this chain will never go taut. Always obediently in step behind you, wherever you lead.
Draw me along down the darkened stairway to the playground of ropes and chains and machines and toys.
Use me as I’m meant to be used. I love it when you make me scream.
Stretch and fill these holes I give to you freely with toys, cock, and cum.
Mark my body with clamps on my tits, impressions from your ropes, spank marks, flogger prints, and glistening trails of your seed.
You’ll never ever hear ‘No’ from me. Though you might hear harder, there, more, deeper, and of course…Thank you, Daddy.
Thank you, from your good girl.
You called to let me know you were on your way home. You gave explicit instructions for me to put my heavy play collar on, go into the bedroom, and wait for you in the dark. Leave my leash on the table so you could clip it on yourself and take hold of your property. Just the sound of your voice made me start to moisten. That calm, stern tone that barely covered over the lust coursing through you. I could almost feel your cock straining in your pants through the phone.
The sound of the front door opening made my heart jump. It felt like an eternity before I heard the heavy tread of your footsteps and saw your silhouette in the door frame. It was dark, so dark, but I could feel your smile as you saw that, once again, I had been completely obedient.
The first thing you did was fetch the leash from the nightstand and clip it onto the D-ring of my collar, pulling me up by it, letting me feel the leather bite into my skin and constrict my breath. With me held arched up against you, already half pinned against the bed, your hand drifted slowly down into my panties.
I could feel your smile again as your fingers glided over the freshly shaven nether lips and then delved between them, parting them to test for wetness. You whispered that -your- pussy was already ready for you. I could feel your shaft pressing through your pants against my thigh.
You tugged on the collar a bit more to bring my lips to yours, parting them with your tongue at the same instant that your fingers sank inside me so that you could drink in my sweet moans. My thighs parted wide open for you without a word or pointed glance. You brought your fingers to my mouth so I could taste my arousal for you. It was sweet, like always, and every shift of your body against mine only heightened the burning lust inside me. I was in heat. For you.
I heard the metallic clank of your buckle coming undone, and the light filtering in from the hallway outlined the thick arc of your fully erect cock. Your eyes glinted, crinkled with a hint of a smile. My own mirrored yours, swimming with utter devotion. Without a word, I put my lips to your cock, kissing the tip with soft, fluttering affections before wrapping my plush pout around the bulbous head.
I could taste your precum. I relished every ripple of your muscles tensing as my tongue slowly rolled over every one of your special spots, every sharp intake of breath and every stuttered groan. You could play my body like a harp, but I knew your secrets too.
You pulled your spit-slicked dick from my mouth suddenly and rolled me onto my belly, bringing both of my hands up over my head and holding them there with one of yours. You didn’t need to spread my legs. I was a good girl and opened wide, just for you.
The feel of your weight settling down on my back and pinning me to the bed only made the lustful tickle in my belly grow more insistent. I could smell you. Not just the smell of your desire, but -you-. That familiar mixture of your soap and shampoo. The scent of my owner. Something that even in the dark, even in the silence, brought me to such a safe and cherished place.
I had little time, however, to think of such things. The tip of your cock nuzzled between those bare pussy lips you owned and just barely entered me. You swiveled your hips around teasingly, tormenting the both of us, and then I heard you laugh softly. You just realized that I had plugged myself for you, without being told. You whispered ‘Good girl’ at my ear, sending shivers rippling over my submitted form. And then you rocked your hips forwards to ease your cock fully into my already soaking cunt.
It didn’t matter if we made love or if you fucked me like a beast, every time you entered me I got that same surge of pride at being yours. Something I had never known before I gave myself into your care. And every sweet moan, soft whimper, and arch of my body up against the restraint of your form was given to you completely. And you knew it.
You pounded me tonight. And I loved it. You had been gone nearly a week and I had not touched myself at all in that time. You had left no orders for me to do so, but I wanted to -need- you by the time you returned, to crave you more than breath.
I gave you everything. I screamed for you. I clenched my fingers around yours nearly as tightly as my pussy clenched around your buried shaft. I gave you everything, but held back from release until you whispered in my ear that you wanted your slut to come for you now. And I did. I knew that as soon as you felt those rhythmic contractions caressing your cock, it would not be long before you would fill me with your warmth.
When you were finished, you stayed inside me, on top of me. You caressed my cheek and kissed my temple and told me what a good girl I was. We stayed coupled for a long while, listening to each other breathe, catching up on the week we had lost. Joined, all the while.
Finally, you pulled out of me and let me lap the last bits of cream from your cock. I fell asleep curled up against you, with just enough tension on the leash to remind me of what I was. Owned, fucked, cherished, safe.
This…oh yes, THIS.
Look at her face…how much she’s loving the feel of being dominated with that nice cock stretching her ass open. The tension in the leash tells me that she can feel him asserting his hold, feel her collar tightening around her throat.
I know what I’m dreaming of tonight! Except my Daddy will have hold of my leash, wrapping it slowly around his fist until I’m reeled in nice and close while he fucks my ass. He’ll whisper in my ear what a precious ass slut I am while his hips slam against the round globes of my cheeks and my pussy drips with arousal at being taken and owned, as always.
Collar and leashed and having my ass stuffed…this pic is a perfect fantasy!
It started with a movie. Just a regular lazy Friday night in watching an old favorite. But somehow she ended up with his hand tight around her throat, getting pounded in the ass and screaming for more, screaming that she was his little ass slut.
"Spaceballs or Blade Runner?" he asked, holding up the DVDs as she came in from the kitchen holding a big bowl of popcorn.
She slid onto the couch and pulled the blanket up around her, tucking her feet under and pondering this important decision. “Hmm…what if we start with Blade Runner and then when we are all depressed and questioning everything we know as truth…watch Spaceballs to recover?”
"I like it," he said, loading Blade Runner in and settling onto the couch with her as the movie began. He slid his arm around her, kissing her forehead and letting his fingers play with her collar for a brief moment before holding her shoulder to pull her against him.
She plucked a salty morsel of popcorn from the bowl and fed it to him with a laugh, leaning her head on his shoulder and snuggling close to her Daddy. It wasn’t long before her wandering hands began to wander again, sliding under the blanket to seek out his bulge. She pretended to be intent on watching the movie, even as she began to knead his cock slowly through his pants.
"Are you being naughty again?" he said with a chuckle, his eyes glinting in the flickering glow of the television.
"I am never naughty! I am your innocent angel!"
"Innocent…right. Popcorn not salty enough for you so you’re craving something else, is it?" he teased, pulling her closer and guiding her head down towards his lap. He set the bowl of popcorn aside as not to spill it all over the carpet.
"Maybe," she murmured, unzipping his pants with short, deliberate jerks as she glanced up at him with the impish grin he knew so well. "Can I?"
"Maybe if you ask properly," he whispered back with soft affection, brushing fingers down her cheek.
"Can I please suckle on you, Daddy?" she asked, batting her eyelashes in exaggerated pleading.
"Go ahead, pet," he said with a nod, letting her release his already half-hard cock from his jeans and turning her head so they could both watch the movie while she nursed on him.
Her soft lips closed around the flared head and she began to suckle him firmly, letting her tongue trace slow, savoring circles around the tip. She smiled and rolled her eyes up to peer at him when she heard the guttural moan fall from his mouth at the feel of his pet starting her work. She let her tightly clamped lips glide down another inch, tongue lashing over the bottom of his cock as it pushed deeper into her mouth, surrounded by the hot, wet confines of her oral cavity.
"Good girl," he gasped, starting to tug down her pants to gain access to his property. His index finger stroked idly between her bare nether lips until he felt moisture start to bead up there, then slipped inside her cunt and stroked her inner walls slowly as she serviced him in the darkened living room.
After a moment, he inched a second finger up alongside the first and slow inserted it into her clenching pussy, savoring the soft, muffled moan and the way her suckling intensified as he penetrated her. Her lips worked along his fully erect shaft, inching bit by bit along the throbbing meat as she made her way towards his base, adoring gaze upturned and fixed on his. He smiled and began circling her taut rosebud with his ring finger, teasingly pushing against it every now and then as he fingered her pussy.
"You know, we haven’t trained this little ass in a while. We can’t have just your mouth and that pussy I own have all the fun now, can we?" he growled, shuddering as her lips touched his hipbone, his entire shaft sheathed in her warm mouth. "Take off your clothes and lie face down on the couch with your hands behind your back and your legs spread so I can see my property."
"Yes, Master," she said with a gasp as she pulled her mouth free of his shaft. His cock arched fully erect now, glistening in the phosphorous glow of the television. Deckard and the replicants were quickly forgotten. She peeled her shirt over her head and stripped down as ordered, positioning herself on the couch as he had commanded.
He eased his body over her prone form, hands running down her sides until he got to her ass. He spread her cheeks wide open so he could see that tight little hole between them, spitting on it and plunging first one, then a second finger into her star. He fingered her ass vigorously, smiling as she squirmed and whimpered softly under the attentions. His thumb strummed at her already swollen clit.
"Mm this definitely needs some training, pet. Do you want my cock in here? Hm?" he asked, twisting and turning his fingers in her ass as he drank in the soft sounds of her moans.
"Yes…yes please, Daddy. Please take my little ass as yours…because I’m your good little ass whore," she answered between groans, her pussy sodden now.
"You are -such- a good girl," he said, replacing his fingers with the flared mushroom tip of his precum-leaking cock. He wrapped one hand around her throat and pushed his hips forwards, groaning as he felt her tight ring start to buckle under pressure, her walls closing around his shaft. He kept her firmly held down, grunting as he penetrated her resistance and sank into her inch by inch until his entire cock was sheathed in her asshole.
His breath was hot on her ear, his chest pressed against her back. “You are mine. My obedient little ass slut, Daddy’s good girl,” he rumbled, starting to pull his hips back to ease his cock slowly from her stretched ass. “Aren’t you? And you love this, don’t you? Look at you…look how wet you are from taking my cock in your ass…Little slut.”
She nodded between gasps of pleasure as he sawed his cock back and forth inside her, working her taboo hole wide open to take him. “Yours…all yours, Daddy,” she answered breathlessly, half turning her face to press against his. “I love it…”
"I want to hear it…Tell me what you want," he whispered against her ear.
"I want my Daddy to pound this little hole until I scream and squirt and fill me up with your hot cum so I can feel you drip from my sore ass for hours…" she answered once more. "I want to feel every inch of your cock driving deep into me, laying indisputable claim to this body that you own."
"Good. Girl." He responded with a hard thrust of his hips, bottoming out in her again and starting to pick up a rhythm. His hand tightened slightly at her throat, wrapped around his collar. His other hand laced up into her hair, pulling her hard against him and holding her in place as he began to hammer in and out of that delightfully clenching rear.
The sounds of the movie were quickly drowned out by the wet slap of flesh against flesh, the hollow thud of his cock plundering her ass, and the grunts and moans of the pair as they coupled roughly on the couch. Her body arched and bucked futilely, unable to break his hold even if she truly wanted to, captured and claimed entirely by her owner as he used her asshole to stroke himself to the edge.
Each thrust forwards ripped open those tight walls, making them strangle his meat as he forced it in again and again, pounding against her round cheeks as he grunted like a rutting bull. He closed his eyes for a moment to enjoy the sound of his pet howling in pleasure as he took her, and the feel of her rear hole wrapped around him. His thrusts quickened and shortened, and his breathing grew ragged.
"Mine…Mine…" he grunted almost subconsciously as she stroked him to the brink. He squeezed her throat and sank his teeth lightly into her shoulder to stifle the loud growl of lust as he went suddenly still, deep inside her, and unloaded a massive dose of seed. His cock twitched as spurt after spurt sprayed down her walls, painting her with hot lust.
He let out a weak moan of content and rolled them both onto their sides so he could spoon her with his cock still hilted in her ass. The sound of heavy breathing leveled off as they gazed at the television and the movie long forgotten. They were silent for a while, still joined, exhausted and fulfilled.
"Yours," she whispered softly.
Daddy settled into his chair. He didn’t even have to crook his finger in silent beckoning. His babygirl was already crawling towards him to rest her head against his thigh and wrap her arms affectionately around her owner’s legs.
The rain drummed out a sonorous rhythm on the roof. It had been raining most of the day, but as night fell, the storm intensified. Jumps of lightning illuminated the bedroom and wall-shaking cracks of thunder made pet jump and cling tighter to her protector and keeper. Her Daddy.
The lights flickered once, twice, and then failed completely, leaving them in heavy darkness with the sounds of the storm still rattling the house. Deft fingers walked up his thigh and fiddled expertly with his belt. Only a few short moments would pass before he would feel the familiar wrap of his girl’s lips around his cock. Already starting to suckle him in the dark.
Her Daddy let out a soft groan of pleasure and laced his fingers into her hair, holding tight and pulling her towards him, feeding inch after inch of his dick past those soft, full lips. Her tongue worked skillfully, lashing up and down the underside of his cock, curling back to flick at the tip and collect pre cum as it bubbled forth from her ministrations.
"Good girl," he growled as his hips arched up from the chair. His shaft was fully erect in no time under her loving care. "But you didn’t ask for Daddy’s cock, did you?" he teased, giving one of her garters a playful snap and savoring the soft little squeak as the elastic nipped at her pale flesh.
He drew her up by the tight grip in her locks and guided her forwards until she was draped fully over his knees. She wiggled a bit in place, wagging that round ass up at him as though begging for it. She was, really. His girl loved the feel of his palm marking her ass, painting it red and leaving that telltale tingle afterwards. A tingle soon forgotten during the furious fucking that inevitably followed a good spank.
She could barely see in the storm-darkened room, except when the lightning lent those quick strobes. She could feel his rigid cock poking under her belly though, as his hands roamed his property. She loved the feel of his hands on her. Anywhere. Any way. She was His, completely, and he knew it.
Her breath caught when his palm left her ass, and she exhaled it in a loud screech as the spanking fell with a sharp crack. Her cheek bloomed in a scarlet tattoo of his hand. “Thank you, Daddy,” she murmured, shifting slightly on his lap and arching her ass up higher for him. Another spank connected to mark the opposite cheek. “Thank you, Daddy!” she cried out.
"You’re welcome, pet," came that most glorious tone that dragged her immediately down into submission. The voice of her Master, her Daddy. "Now, what do you say?" he asked, tilting her head up to look at him by the hair. She could see the glint of his eyes in the darkness, and she knew he must be able to see the grin crossing her face.
"Daddy, can I please have your cock?"
"Because one of these slut holes should be filled at all times!" she suggested brightly.
He laughed and guided her back down to her knees between his thighs. “That’s right. And you know what? It’s supposed to rain all weekend, so all of my slut’s holes are going to be thoroughly used. Over and over and over.”
She smiled, the adoration of her gaze cutting through any darkness as she peered up at him. “Yes, Daddy,” she answered, and he would feel those soft lips latch on to his cock once more and start suckling like a good girl.