Who you are in the heat of that moment.
The moments right before playtime.
Taking my bath...preparing my body, ahem-your body, before playtime. Shaving everything, doing "human things" because I know you your going to fuck my ass. Making sure I'm soft, and I smell good. Twirling my hair into the pigtails that you love.
It's all making me melt, sticky, dripping while I'm trying to focus on getting ready for you. I love the way my slickness feels under the water reminding me of what you do to me. The mere thought of what's to come when I walk out of the bathroom. Admittedly I usually rub myself a bit more than I need to before I come out to see you.
Mmm there you are.
My heart races and I can't hardly look at you. I can feel the blush run all over me while you look me over. I always hope that you are pleased, you say you are, but my doubts are deep.
Your mouth comes down hard, possessively. I feel my breath stop and by the time you are done, I'm dizzy. I'm always dizzy with you.
Settling onto my knees, I can't wait to taste you, for your cock to completely fill my mouth and dive into my throat. It's always a challenge getting your thickness into my throat. My eyes water, I can't breathe. God you taste remarkable. All I can do is look up at you until you pull out for some relief.
Waiting and hoping that you'll deliver that swift firm slap to my face after pulling out of my mouth. The words you say are causing my clit to swell and throb even more.
I'm ready. I've been ready since the first day I talked to you, I'll forever be ready. I am yours. Completely.
Pulling me off the floor by my hair and throwing me over the side of the bed and thrusting into me, makes me squeal out.
Daddys hand, coming down onto my throat as you take every bit of me. Fucking me so deep it hurts,
God bless the pain when it arrives.
Such a gift. Each bruise, welt, and throb, all gifts. I need it, I need the calm, the assurance, the focus, and the nothingness it brings.
Tell me I'm your whore, your slut, and your playground.
Ask me if I'm sure my body belongs to you in the tone that you use.
Sheer delight, sheer ecstasy. I cum, once, twice, about to cum again you stop and cut it off, my eyes get wide and I dart up to your face desperately needing the release...the smirk you have, you know what you did. I don't say anything though, just whimper and wait for it.
You generously give so many orgasms, I'm spoiled.
You change positions and the thrust...you know the one, where you make my body squirt even though I try to avoid it cause it embarrasses me that I can't control it and it makes a mess.
Sliding into my ass, it hurts, it's been a while. I instantly get nervous and hot at the same time.
God bless the pain.
Your thumb pressing on my clit I open up for you and you dive deep.
Fuck me please Daddy.
So much intensity I can't stand it.
My head is swirling and I'm there, bliss.
I live vicariously through my favorite moments while you're away on orders right now. Can't wait for this to be over.
