I was towards the end of a long day working from home when I heard the front door open, which I knew must be my husband coming home from work. On any normal day he’d go to the kitchen, make himself a dinner and hang out, and when I’m done with work I’ll come out of my home office and meet him in the living room and we can chat and hang there.

But today, mere moments after him coming home, I hear my office door open and I feel big, harsh hands come from being me and grab my boobs. 

Startled, I start to say something- but I’m a little breathless. He roughly manhandles them, squeezes them, then gently caresses them, and grazes my already hardened nipple with his hand.

The moment to have said something has already come and gone, I missed it. I was busy trying to catch my breath. Since he’s still behind me and we haven’t yet greeted each other in any other way than his rough caressing of my tits, I decide to relish in this sexy wordless greeting, and decide to pretend to ignore him. 

The truth is I have quite a bit of work to finish before I’ll be able to engage with him, it’s vital that I get this final project in by end of day.

He opens a few buttons on my button down shirt and pulls down my bra, freeing my boobs to hang out, all the while my hands are still on my keyboard. “Leave those out for me” he says, while I hear him leaving the office and I hear the door close.

Left sitting at the desk with my tits out, I’m already feeling a bit friskier and hornier than before. What a mood he’s in, I think. I continue working.

I hear my office door open again and all of a sudden I see his arms go over my head as he starts to fasten something around my neck, a necklace… no.

As it tightens around my neck and I feel him do the clasp, I realize he’s put my collar on me.

I feel my Pussy twinge.

Oh my god. I know what happens when he puts the collar on me. I try to contain my excitement.

I keep working.

I hear him roll the second desk chair closer to me, and he comes around and connects something else to the front of my collar.

It’s my leash.

My Pussy surges in another electric twinge I feel low and strong. I Love what my man is doing…. So Hot. But I continue to ignore as if this is the norm.

“How much more work do you have?” I hear him say in a casual tone. As if nothing out of the ordinary is going on. Ok, actor. 
I Love that he is playing the casual game too. But in his voice there’s a slightly different tone peeking through, an unbearably sexy dominant air.

“About 10 minutes.” I say.

“Ok” he replies. I hear that he’s sitting behind me.

I go back to writing, and I feel a tightening of his hold on the leash, a slight pull, but not enough to move me out of my working position. 

I turn around and look at him in response, for the first time. I want to flash him the naughty and contented look in my eye, to wordlessly thank him for what he’s doing to me. WHAT a WEDNESDAY. But when I turn around and look at him, he’s not even looking at me.

He’s sitting behind me in the deck chair, legs crossed, busy on his phone in one hand, the other holding tightly on to my leash. God, he looks amazing. He’s wearing his sleek navy blue dress shirt, his nicest leather shoes. Dress pants. His brown skin looks so beautiful contrasting with the bright navy blue. He’s got long, black (honestly, ridiculously luscious) hair that’s up in a sleek manbun. His gold watch and necklace shine in the light. He looks like a fucking Armani model. What a man.

How is this my husband? I think to myself. I take him in another moment just for my own pleasure before I go back to my computer. Relishing the resistance I get from the leash. 

GOD it’s a lot more fun doing my work while on Daddy’s leash. Holy fuck I wish I could work like this all the time.

Minutes go by like this. My wet Pussy is driving me to work twice as fast as I try to finish my project as fast as possible to I can get to whatever Daddy wants from me as fast as possible. 

My nipples are almost hurting they’re so hard, and out in the cold air. I nervously double check to make sure I don’t accidentally have a zoom camera on or something- I don’t.

But then the idea comes to me that- maybe Daddy has some interesting commands in store for me. I’ll probably want to have those for later. I secretly turn my webcam on to start recording.

After a few more minutes, I feel a hand glide through my hair, grab a handful, and pull my head back a little. “I think you need to hurry up, slave.”

I feel myself get so wet I can barely say “Yes, Daddy.” He gives my face the gentlest little cheek slap and walks away, when he comes back I feel him reach over and attach something else to my collar. Without looking away from my screen I wonder what it could be, a second leash? 

”I have a gift for you. I hope it can motivate you to work faster.”

The clip he attaches to my collar splits into two little chains. I feel him caress my nipple fondly, then all of a sudden I feel a firm pinch. I look down- they’re nipple clamps attached to the ends of the little chains from the collar.

As if I could get any wetter.

I can’t help but let out a little moan. He slaps each tit and goes “What do you say to me?”

“Thank you, daddy”. He slaps them again and murmurs right in my ear “Say it louder.”

“Thank you, Daddy!!!” I yelp. 

I feel his leash grip tighten again as he leans back into position and goes back to his phone, as I’m expected to go back to work. But I’m so excited and turned on I can barely think straight, how can I work like this? I try not to think about my Pussy basically dripping past my thong and down my leg. I try to breathe. My nipples start hurting and eventually pulsing. It turns me on a little more every moment I let myself notice it, but I try to push it out on my brain.

I’m exporting may project and just drafting the email I’m submitting it with, as well as writing today’s summary report. And wow I feel like my fingers have never moved faster on the keys. But at this point I don’t even care if I’m doing a good job,

I just can’t wait to get to the part where I find out what my man has in store for me. He clearly wants me to be his perfect slave tonight. And that’s not every night- but nights that have started similar to this…. have been my favorite nights. Memorable, incredible nights. I physically squirm in excitement and anticipation at the thought.

I feel silk wrap around my ankles, and realize with delight that he’s using his tie to bind my feet together. Ooo, some bondage too.

As I stare at the loading screen and try to ignore my pulsing nipples, I think-
God. What I would give to suck his cock.

I smirk when I remember I’m already on camera.


It’s finally uploaded and ready, and I hit send. 


“Daddy?” I say quietly and innocently.

In a moment I feel my leash tugged and he’s over me, holding my head with both hands from behind me as I look up at him from the desk chair. We could have a Spiderman kiss like this if we wanted.

In a lower, sexier voice than I thought him capable, he says “Are you ready to serve me now?”

My Pussy has turned into a waterfall.

Exasperated I’m so turned on, I muster a “..yeah..”


“What are you?” He says as with each hands he sticks two fingers inside my mouth from the sides, then parts the fingers to open my jaw. Then he lets me suck on them in passing before he pulls them out of my mouth and lets me answer. 

”I’m your little slave.”

“Good girl” He says in my ear.

He reaches over and touches my boobs so perfectly I could scream, then I feel his lips on my neck and again I hear in my ear “What do you want right now?”

Between moans I tell him “I wanna suck your cock…”

He slaps my tits, hard. I correct myself and say “I wanna suck your cock Daddy…”

He looks into my eyes and shakes his head no and saying “Uh uh…” with his mouth open and an unbearably sexy look in his eye. 

I realize my mistake.

“I just want to please you.”

He smiles “Yeah?” 

He reaches down and touches around my boobs so lightly now that it’s almost hovering. It’s maddening, some sort of almost-touch.

“I just wanna serve you.” I say.

He’s looking at my nipples like he wants to suck on them. I wanna convince him to.



”I wanna be your slave. 

I want you to use me in any way you want.”

He slightly holds my chin up to him with his hand.

“You’re gonna be a good slave?” He asks.

“Mm-hmm.”

“You’re sure?”



“Yeah.”



“Where should you be then?” He says with a literally gorgeous, playful twinkle in his eye.

I realize my mistake and get down off the chair and on my knees.

“On my knees in front of you, baby.”

“Who am I to you?” He asks with the same eye twinkle.

“My master.”

“Then you should call me that, huh?” He says, lightly stroking my cheek.

I don’t wanna play by all the rules. “Yes, daddy.” I say in a cheeky tone.

I can tell he likes it. He sticks two fingers gently into my mouth and lets me suck them. He’s not even gonna correct me… he looooves me too damn much.

“You wanna suck my cock?” He whispers. 



“Soooo fucking badly” I basically grunt I want it so bad.

“I dont know…” he says, walking the leash’s distance away from me.

“Maybe later. I don’t know if you’ve been that good, you know, to deserve to get everything you want right away.”

“What do you mean? I’ve been soo good”, I say. Pouting, arching my back and sticking out my boobs.

“You didn’t greet me like a good little slave should when I came home from work, did you?”

…He’s expressed before that he’d like me to be waiting for him naked and on my knees by the door when he gets home. I guess he did text me ahead of time that he was on the way… THAT’s why he did that…

“I didn’t know you wanted that from me all the time… But now that I know for the future I can definitely do it.”

“Well I definitely think you need to do it if you wanna suck my dick. “

“Yes Daddy I will. I promise. I’m so sorry I didn’t greet you properly. “

I sit like a good girl and look at him with my most innocent look. We share a moment. God, he’s Hot. He’s still a leash length away from me and I’m still on my knees, so I crawl over to him and reach to unbutton his pants. 

”Uh uh” he says, moving my hands away. “Sit.”

I sit on my knees again, back arched, hands on my knees, hands clasped, looking up at him like a good girl again.

“I’ll give you another chance to greet me properly, how about that? Cmon..” He opens the office door and starts to walk out. Immediately the leash is too pulled so I start to get up and follow him, and he immediately turns around and shakes his head and goes “Uh uh.”
He casts me a knowing look. But it’s a sexy look. God; he’s so good at this.

“Where do you belong?”

“On my knees, in front of you Daddy.”

“Good girl. Come on.”

He walks me on my leash and I crawl next to him. I first assume we are going to the front door to do a Do-over of his greeting, but he only goes there to take his shoes off. Then I feel him tug my leash towards our bathroom. I follow like a good girl. I don’t even feel that embarrassed or humiliated being walked on my leash, I just feel so sexy and unbearably Horny. My little work skirt has ridden up so far my Ass is out, and my boobs are pushed out of my shirt, and my ankles are still lightly tied together so my crawl is slow and slight but, I think he likes it that way.

We get into the bathroom and he ties my leash to the sink. 
”sit” he says, and I sit so I am facing the Shower. 
”I’m gonna Shower and when I’m done you can greet me like a good slave greets her master, how does that sound?”

“That sounds amazing. Thank you, Daddy. ” I say, literally beaming.

“Hands behind your back.” He says. I comply, and arch my back. He unbottons his shirt, looking at me with a smoldering sexy look the whole time. He takes it off and I get to see his perfect, muscular torso and ripped body. I can tell he can see how badly I want him because see a hint of excitement in his face as his jaw muscle twitches a tad, trying to hold back a smile.

“Knees a little farther apart, ok?” He says, almost teasing.

I comply. I know why he’s asking this. He knows how wet he’s making me, and if my knees are far apart enough he’ll be able to see a puddle of my wetness on the ground.

“I want you to be ready for me when I get out.”

I know what he means by this.



”I will be. Trust me”, I say. He looks me right in the eye as he unbuttons his pants. I stare with longing as I see his perfect, huge dick spring loose from his boxers as they drop to the floor. It’s semi hard, still hanging but looking huge. What I’d give to get to close my mouth around it right now. I want it so bad.

He turns the water on and steps into the Shower. We have a glass door Shower.

He steps into the water and starts running his hands through his hair with closed eyes that sexy way he does. I thank my lucky stars I get to sit here, with a collar and leash, and watch this sexy man wash his perfect body.

But my eyes wander back down to his dick. God I just wanna lick it so fucking bad. I can’t wait till he lets me lick it all over and slides it into my mouth and down my throat…

I just wanna worship it, worship him.


His cock is my religion, and I wanna go to church.

As he shifts his weight in the Shower I see his leg and butt muscles engage- god what a man, he looks like a greek god. He’s got the most perfect Ass. I would eat that perfect Ass. I hope he’ll let me.

I’m so happy to be here, collared and leashed like the good little slut I am.

My nipples still hurt from the clamps but it’s a good pain as I feel it intensify my longing. 
His cock is the answer. Without it I feel like I am nothing. My mouth is it’s home and I will not feel at peace till I can feel my throat close around his cock and till he throat fucks me.

I feel my Pussy dripping like a waterfall, as I keep watching him Shower and wondering what he’ll do to me. I Love wating. I Love the anticipation. I Love that my feet are bound. I Love that my leash is tied to something. I Love waiting like a good girl. My heart is racing. I just keep biting my lips and trying to calm down. He knows I Love this. God I wanna thank him so much for treating me how I want to be treated.

He completely ignores me for his entire Shower. I watch him lather soap all over his perfect body. His ignoring me makes me feel so utterly obsessed with him. I would do anything for this perfect man. I’m essentially licking my lips as my mind wanders and I watch his hands when suddenly I hear the water stop. The room is a bit steamy now but I see him grab the towel and dry his hair. Then I see him quickly dry off his body and wrap the towel around his waist as he opens the glass door.

He steps out, and wordlessly walks over to me and looks down at me.

Now’s my chance to be a perfect little slave. I’m still on my knees that are still far apart as he instructed, my arms are so tightly behind my back so I’m holding each elbow with the opposite hand. I’m arching my back, sticking out my Ass, and looking up at him like a good girl.

 Most importantly, I open my mouth while keeping eye contact, and stick out my tongue in the slightest, to show that my mouth is ready for his cock. I want him to put his cock in my mouth so badly I feel myself squirming a bit, but I try to stay calm and keep looking into his eyes, trying to show how ready I am.

“Aren’t you a good girl.” he says. My Pussy is dripping again.

“Did you like watching me?”

I nod my head, keeping my tongue out and my mouth open, ready for his cock.

“I guess you deserve to get what you want now, huh.”

I nod and give him my sweetest puppy dog eyes, while keeping my mouth open. 

He gives me a look over and takes me in slowly, I see him take a deep breath, and I know that breath, when he’s Horny and ready to have me.

He drops the towel and I see his perfect cock.

He walks over to me and holds his cock towards me – I immediately try to lick it and he says “Wait”- I retreat, but I keep my mouth open, looking up at him. He slaps my face with it gently.

God I can’t stand being this close to it and not getting to lick it.

He shakes it around and just sways it in front of my face. I feel like I’m drooling I want to close my mouth around it so bad.

I keep my eye contact with him to show my obedience. But I feel like my eyes are a bit wilder than I’d like, with everything I’m holding back.

This greek god is dripping water on me from the ends of his long black hair over me. I feel blessed by it.

He runs a hand through my hair and pulls my head back by my hair again while he continues to hold his dick inches from my face.


”Aww baby, you want it so bad. You’ll suck my cock like a good little slave?”

I nod because I am too breathless with desire to really do anything else.

“Ok baby. Go ahead.” He says.

He holds onto my head with both hands and thrusts inside me. At first he moves my head for me, which I Love, but then I get a chance to suck his cock at my own pace. I Love it, fresh, clean, straight out of the Shower. I swirl my tongue around while I let him in and out of my mouth, my mouth savoring him every time. 
I’m home. He’s not fully hard yet so it’s still soft enough to slide gently down the back of my throat and plug up my throat, When he slides in as deep as he can go and I’m way past the ability to breathe, I feel him push my head so hard towards him and sort of shake me there, as if to solidify his control on me. I relish the feeling of him filling up my throat so completely. It feels almost euphoric, I feel close to Cumming from it. The longer I can’t breathe and feel him plug up my throat, the more I feel my Pussy wildly dripping down my leg and onto the floor. I still have my hands behind my back like a good little slave. I give myself the gift of swallowing around his cock- god it feels good.

He shakes my head again and pushes himself deeper-

I relish his control. 
”No air for you- just my cock” he murmurs.

And I feel myself starting to cum.

He lets me worship his perfect, clean cock while my cunt drips onto the floor and my knees start shaking from my Orgasm. I try to keep my eyes open just so I can take in how beautiful he looks while he fucks my mouth.

Then he pulls slightly out of my mouth so only the tip of his dick is inside my lips closed tightly around it. 

He holds my head still and says “stay right there.”

I know that look. He’s gonna give me what I want- he’s about to cum straight into my mouth, as he should. Maybe my eyes give away too much, because he seems to change his mind and says “Get up and put your hands up on the wall of the Shower.”

I do as I’m told.

“Arch your back.” He says. I do.

I look over. I see he’s smiling at me, holding his huge rock hard dick in his hand, it looking even bigger than I remembered. “What do you want now?” He says, with a slight crack in his voice like a sexy sleepy boy voice.

“You. Fill me up.”

“I don’t know…” he says, obviously waiting for me to beg for it. Which he knows I will. 

So I finally let it out.

“Fuck me daddy pleeeease fuck me daddy I need it I need it I need it I need your cock in me FUCK me pleeeasseee I just wanna be your little fuck toy.”

He walks into the Shower and gets behind me. 
He slips his cock into me. I’m so wet it feels immediately perfect and warm and orgasmic.

He starts to fuck me. Gently at first- he’s too big and this position is hard- but just after a few deep strokes into me, it’s HEAVEN. It is literal heaven. I don’t understand how it can feel this good. Feeling his perfect, big strong hands on my hips, pulling me into him on every stroke. Feeling his perfect huge cock fill me up so deeply, but somehow with no pain, just euphoric pleasure. He’s just so good. No one else could do it like he does it.