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A silent sigh escapes my lips and I grit my teeth. I’m supposed to be quiet. Strict orders given by the man who currently has me tied up. His smirk, as he holds that whip, is telling of his plans. Drinking him in, I sigh again. The way he holds that whip is intoxicating. I can tell he knows how to wield it. I can’t help but to squirm against my ropes. It doesn’t matter though. I’m completely helpless.

The wondered of my shivering skin underneath his warm body as he takes what is his leaves me wet and wanting. He is indeed my master.

His warm and rough hand frames my jaw. His thumb traces my lower lip until I open my mouth, welcoming his thick member. He presses his finger down on my tongue with urgency. He is testing me to see how much I can take without gagging. His smile shows he is pleased with the results. That’s smile causes increasing wetness between my thighs.

“Suck” he commands. His eyes tracing my face for an indication of disobedience.

“Yes Sir” I mumble

I take his finger deep into my mouth. I do my very best to give his digit my very best performance. Long moments pass as I suck to my hearts content. He chooses not to react. I however, am not so unaffected. I let out a low shuddered breath absolutely exposing my arousal.

He reaches up to hold the nape of my neck and notices the effect it has on my skin. He knows I’m his. He slowly pulls his finger out of my mouth only to replace it with his lips. I lean down and kiss his neck which gets me some praise.

“Good girl, you’re doing so well” he whispers.

“Do you want me Daddy?” I mumble

“Terribly Princess” he says with a sigh.

He slides his hands over my body. Feeling my breasts, stomach, and hips. He admires the softness between my thighs. He traces the knots of rope he has expertly used on my body. It took him over an hour to use this rope technique on me… framing my breasts, tying my legs together, binding my wrists.

I can’t help but moan when he kisses me. I want him. I’m under his mercy, his spell. And if I’m being honest, it’s intoxicating and terrifying.

He starts to suck and nibble lazily across my body. Focusing on my pierced nipples and getting me closer and closer to climax.

“Don’t you dare cum” he growls

“Fine, Daddy” I say… exacerbated

::SNAP:: the whip sounds as it strikes my breasts.

“Excuse me, Princess?!” he growls.

“Please” I sound pathetic, needy, and wanting.

I’m desperate..

“Please, please, please” I whimper.

“Please, what” he says

“Please, use me, Sir” I say

“With pleasure, kitten” he growls.

He slides into me swiftly. The quickness stings slightly. The moan that escapes my lips is loud and almost sounds like a growl. He holds me in place by the rope he has used to secure my body. My body is his to use. He goes slow each stroke deep and deliberate making me scream out with pleasure. I beg to cum.

“Please Daddy.. please let me cum” I scream

“You can cum kitten” he mumbles.

With his permission I explode, I gush over his cock. He groans, making my body clench. He fucks me harder and faster, not caring when I cum again, and again. By the time he is finished I am simply a puddle, quivering in the mess that is our juices. He cups my face and praises me.

“Oh sweet girl, you did such a good job. You took every drop like I knew you would”

“Thank you daddy”

He pushes water towards me and reminds me to drink before I drift off to sleep. I’m so relaxed and spent.. I love being used.

NSFW: yes

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