It started innocently enough - I was in feisty mode, testing, difficult, unrelaxed. Manically busy at work so much in my head. It's difficult when I haven't seen you for a while - I forget how to be and I bring with me the stresses and strains of reality. But you knew this and left me to it for a bit. Let me work and Twitter and feel self-important in my own grandiose little existence.
Then you bent me over the chair and spanked me - nothing hard and I wasn't submitting, I was wriggling and enjoying the contact and the attention. At some point it changed. I wish I could remember how we went from giggles to seriousness but the only thing I remember was being held by you around the throat. Harder than you have ever done before. The blood was pounding behind my eyes and in my ears, the sound of the tumble dryer behind me getting fainter.....the thoughts rushed in. This hurts, I'm going to pass out, I can't cope with this, this is incredible, this is my daddy.
A tumble of emotions and feelings as you bit my neck so hard - you said you wanted to draw blood - and you kept biting and biting and the pain was real but I could also feel myself relaxing. You pulled my hair, you slapped my face, you made me suck your cock all the time telling me what a dirty slut I was and how you were going to make money out of me. I was still reeling from almost passing out so I was pleased to be on my knees. I could smell you and your taste and presence filled me as I concentrated on your cock.
You asked me if I was okay. I briefly opened my eyes - possibly for the first time - and you told me you loved me.
When I stood up, the world was spinning but my head was clear. My thoughts and focus were once again on you, on us, on what we have together. I was unable to think straight but my thoughts were crystal. Nothing in my head except you and what we are. And what I am - yours, absolutely to do what you like with but always with my best interests at heart. You just intuitively knew that tonight you needed to grab me back, to tear me from mundanity with some force. At one point I nearly cried. I certainly did internally.
You held me. Strong. The smell of you as I leaned into your chest. You asked for a smile. I couldn't focus but I could smile. And then you fed me and we connected again, just as equals, no more external influence, just you and me and our love. Incredible.
This morning you woke me up by stroking me - gently, then with more insistence. Squeezing my nipples, a loose hand around my throat, a tug of my hair, teasing as you ran your fingers up and down my body. I went from being asleep to being horny in about 10 seconds and it wasn't until I started sucking your cock that I opened my eyes for the first time. The most perfect morning.
But it got better!
You finally touched me - your cunt, my pussy. Sweet tender touches, then a bit more forceful, just concentrating on my clit. And I was slick as I had been since Thursday evening. Ready for you - always ready for you. And you gave me an orgasm using your hand. And it went on and on and even when we were lying afterwards, replete, I could still feel it in my tummy and the top of my head and in my smile.
Incredible to be back in your arms again Daddy. You get me. You understand me. You love me.
Thank you xxxxxx
that is some bruise - love this photo - it could be any part of my body
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