Good Morning, some breakfast before our walk…
Good Morning, some breakfast before our walk…
We’re going to play the game again pumpkin. You remember the rules?
One finger goes here *poke*
…and another finger goes there” *poke*.
Then we’ll find out how long you can lie there quietly before you start moaning like a dirty little whore and begging me to fuck you.
There are only two possible outcomes.
If you manage to last last longer than you did last night before whimpering and pleading for my cock, Daddy will give you the choice of which hole I’ll stuff my hard cock into tonight.
If on the other hand, you get excited too quickly and start moaning and begging for my cock even earlier than you did last night, then you’ll end up over Daddy’s knee with nothing to show for your trouble other than a rather pink and sore bottom.
Are you ready for Daddy’s fingers? No? Too bad… We’re starting anyway.
I WANT TO PLAY THIS GAME… LIKE NOW…
I’ll second that..wonder how long I could hold out.
I believe this means as long as you call me Daddy we can talk about anything you like!
Always happy to make new acquaintances who will hopefully turn into new friends, please feel free to drop me a hello sometime.
Mmmm so true..
And what are you going to do about it? ;P
Spankings all the way around…..
Lunchtime with Daddy
It was still early and the popular cafe was not yet packed for lunch. She was trying to hide in the back corner, but he could see her. He made sure he had a perfect view from a table a few feet away.
Lift your skirt.
Good girl. Let me see your smooth pussy.
She glanced around to see if anyone was looking. So far, so good. She opened her legs.
She blushed and slowly opened her legs even more.
The cute waitress named Eva came to take her order. Her legs were trembling a bit, but she kept them open. For him. Soon she would be wetting the chair.
Think about how my mouth felt on your nipples last night, how my teeth made you moan. Makes you want to touch, doesn’t it?
She looked up at him. He smiled back and waited for her response.
She slowly moved her hand down between her legs, and stroked very gently. Her nipples still ached from his bites, and thinking about that made her gush. It felt so lovely stroking her slick folds. She was afraid to touch her hardening clit, afraid of her own reactions.
Eva came back with her latte and salad. “Let me know if you need anything else!” she smirked and then winked at her. That made Lani blush. Fuck!
She knows what you’re doing, pet. She knows your fingering yourself. What a naughty girl you are! Slide a finger in now for Daddy.
Lani didn’t look up, but did as she was told. She sighed. That felt way too good. She was bucking her hips very slightly in her chair. He smiled at her wantonness.
Slide another finger in, little girl. Ride it for me.
Lani took a sip of her drink and played with her salad. Staring right at him, she plunged another finger in and grinned.
You dirty bitch! He smiled back at her.
I know your game, little girl. You’re purposefully not touching your clit. Do it now.
She shook her head “no!” and waited for his text. He simply folded his arms across his chest and stared back at her.
Goddam him! She ate a bit more salad, avoiding his eyes. Slowly, she removed her fingers from her cunt and began sliding them across her clit. Oh, god. That was too good. Fuck. She made very slow circles and then looked to him.
Good slut. Keep touching like that.
He knew, as did she, that pretty soon she’d be too lost in following his orders to care what anyone else saw or thought. He liked how red her cheeks were, how she was breathing faster.
Now pinch it! Do it for me! Again and again!
She gasped a bit and took another sip of her latte. But she did as she was told, and soon her eyes closed and she held her breath. So damn close.
The waitress was watching as she served the table next to her.
Lani looked to him and mouthed, “Please?”
Slow circles, girl. Imagine that waitress licking you right now, her hot tongue curling over your greedy clit, her red shiny lips sucking…
Lani blushed more, circling, grinding slightly in her chair. She stuttered when the waitress asked if she was okay.
“Oh, y-eah! I’m good!” Fuck!
Eva stared at her, and smirked. Then she licked her lips. “Anything else you need, you just let me know…”
Naughty bitch, flirting right in front of me! Pinch that clit hard and you can cum at my count.
Her eyes widened and she nodded. Fuck whoever was watching. She need it! She kept her eyes on her phone and waited for his countdown to begin…
Think of her eating you, slut.
Pinch harder now. Suffer for me.
More, little girl. Push yourself!
Cum, darling! Cum for Daddy!
Everything went white. She was trembling and biting her lip, eyes closed tight as she came hard in the middle of a busy cafe in the Mission. She felt so dirty and so free. And a little scared of what he’d require next time. She closed her legs, and her napkin fell to the floor. Just as she was reaching for it, her hand met Eva’s.
Eva was kneeling on the floor next to her table, her hand on the napkin. She suddenly took Lani’s hand and pulled her slick fingers into her mouth, sucking them, and licking them eagerly. Lani was in shock, staring into Eva’s dancing eyes. She handed Lani back her napkin.
“So delicious!” Eva whispered to her as she stood. Then in her normal voice she said, giggling, “Here you go. And here’s another napkin. You’re going to need it, I think!”
His text read: My good girl.
Okay I really need a lunch date - anyone?