Just for laughs and giggles

 ~This is my first written story so please be gentle ❤️~

     She was dressed for his pleasure. Short black mini skirt, white button up shirt, thigh high stockings, high heels, no panties-just as instructed. She knew he was pleased the minute he first saw her. She saw the slightest grin reach those beautiful lips of his and saw how it changed slightly as he looked her up and down. Took on a more predatory smirk. This pleased her. He placed his finger under her chin and tilted her head up so they were eye to eye. At 5'2", he was still significantly taller than her in her 4 inch heels. She loved being smaller then him. It made her feel protected, and turned on at the same time. "Tonight is your night Baby Girl. Are you ready?" "Yes Daddy." "Good Girl."

     The Dungeon felt familiar to her and yet new. She'd been to sex clubs before. Before she started exploring the lifestyle. He knew this. But he knew she had never seen these kinds of things in real life before. She held nothing back from him. Her past experiences, her deepest fantasies, as well as her desires. So he's well aware that she's a true voyeur. How much she likes to watch. She'd watched people have sex before but this was different. 

     The first room he lead her to had a St Andrew's cross in the middle. A beautiful woman was affixed to it by leather cuffs around her wrists. She was being spanked as people watched. She remembered when she had had leather cuffs placed around her own wrists. How delicious they felt. How she had squeezed them and pressed them into her skin just so she could feel them more. How it had brought a sense of almost calm to her. Now here, she wished she was this woman. She could feel her nipples getting hard and her pussy was getting warm. "Time to move on Little One." Just the slight grip of her upper arm by him was enough to bring her out of her reverie and into the present. Where he was leading her into another room. 

     The second room was larger, with a few different mini scenes going on. His grip on her arm loosened and he placed his hand on the small of her back. Allowing her to now take what direction she wanted, but still the ever presence by her side. Her protector, her supporter, while she explored. It's as if these scenes were taken from her very thoughts. She glanced at him and he gave her a knowing smile. For a second she thought "could he have put this all together? Just to play off of her desires. No he couldn't have." That was ridiculous after all. He just knew where to bring her so she could see what she had desired for so long. 

     In one corner of the room a woman was having her pussy flogged. With every strike her body jerked from the impact as she moaned in pure ecstasy. In another corner a woman was restrained with rope laying on her back. A vibrator on her clit while she was being fingered fast and hard until forced to orgasm. She could feel the wetness in her pussy grow and start to trickle ever so slightly past her lips.

     In the last corner a woman was restrained on all fours on a bench with rope. A man stood in front of her and was spanking her as he shoved his cock in and out if her mouth. That's when her pussy clenched. She looked over at him. He knew what a cock worshipper she was. He knew what this was doing to her. 

     He moved behind her, brushed her hair away from her neck so he could place his face up against the side of hers and his mouth to her ear. He then placed his arm around her shoulders and gripped her throat. His other arm encircled her waist pulling her right up against him tightly.  She could feel how hard he was. His cock pressed into the crack of her ass. Thats when she felt her pussy juices start to drip down the inside of her thighs. "Do you like what you see Baby Girl?" His breath was hot, his voice was low and his grip on her throat tight enough to remind her who she belonged to. "Yes Daddy." "Let's see how much." He bent her forward at the waist and she immediately complied. Before she could think what he was going to do, he sank two fingers into her hot wet waiting pussy. She gasped. "Oh God" she thought. He grabbed a hand full of her hair and tugged her head up so she could watch the scene in front of her while he fingered her. His mouth close to her ear again. She could hear him breathing heavier. In no time he found her G spot and started to rub it, pumping his fingers in and out to the timing of the girl being throat fucked in front of her. 

     So many thoughts and feelings were going through her at that moment. His dominance, her hot dripping pussy being teased, finger fucked, watching someone be dominated in front of her, and then it hit her....there was now a small group of people watching them. She was now on exhibition. This was something she wasn't used to or very comfortable with previously. She wasn't quite sure how she felt about it at that moment. The feelings of being on display, the eroticism of watching others, and being owned and being used at his will, all swirling together at the same time. She was close. It was getting to be too much for her. She felt close to cumming. He must have felt how close she was. The clenching of her pussy around his fingers betraying her thoughts. "Oh no Baby Girl. Not yet." He pulled out his fingers and stood her straight up. He turned her around to face him. His face tense with desire. He placed his two fingers into her mouth so she could lick and suck her juices off of them. He grabbed her hair, gripped her throat and kissed her deeply so he could also taste her on her tongue.

"Did you like that Baby Girl?" "Yes Daddy." "Good, because this is only the beginning Little One."

Thank you for the challenge TreasureMe, found here https://thecage.co/blog/userblog.php?blog_id=28722

I'm usually selfie impaired.

I can occasionally obtain the cute smile and less successfully the "sexy" look pose. 

I feel sexy in this selfie because I wasn't "posing". It's probably the most natural raw pic I've ever taken of myself. 

Filled with want, pure desire and longing. 

Real and unapologetic of how I was feeling at that moment. 

Soft, warm, but so hard

I look up into your eyes

With worship in mind