Author’s note: One day when we’re ready, we’ll go home together.

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Basically it’s a day like any other and you’ve finally learned how to please your owner. You meet me on your knees at the door and rub yourself against me as I pet you, but today I drag you from your knees to your feet and kiss you and look lovingly into your eyes. I tell you I love you and that you’re a good girl. You’re a bit worried but then I tell you to get a blindfold and wait on the bed. You know sometimes I like to handcuff you to the bed so you wait with your hands holding the bars, blindfolded. You hear me come in, you wait patiently and squeeze the bars knowing that sometimes you get whipped or beaten if I notice something in the house that wasn’t cleaned. You squeeze the bars expecting to feel the leather of my belt on your tits, legs or pussy.

But then you jump a little as you feel the soft touch of my hand on your leg.

I drag my fingers over my initials in your leg. You expect to feel the tip of my knife begin to push into your skin next to the markings so you stay tense.

But there’s no feeling of cold metal, no warm stinging leather across your body.

I ask quietly if the chores are done, “yes, daddy.” “And Dougie’s been walked?” “Yes, daddy” “did you do your singing practice?” “Yes, daddy.” You hear my belt come off and my zipper come down. You hear me undressing slowly. My voice isn’t demanding or even authoritarian as I say “the house is so clean, you’ve done an amazing job.” You notice my voice isn’t just lovingly protective like a father but even a bit softer and warmer, appreciative of everything.

Your singing career is coming along and you’ve been able to help so much at the house. While I work, you clean and practice, when I’m home I listen to you sing and play music and go to your shows. We have sex just to connect, as regularly as hugging or kissing or saying I love you. Usually the sex is rough, sometimes you’re just my free use fuck toy and I bend you over as you do the dishes, or force your legs aside and dump a load in your warm pussy while you watch tv on the couch.

But everyday you begin by submitting. First thing in the morning, you wake up and immediately kiss my body all over and repeat your oath to me…

“Daddy, i love you. You own me and I am yours. My life is yours. I exist for your pleasure. My place is on your leash.” You then suck my cock and ensure my balls are drained before starting your chores. Every day you wait for me by the door on your knees, ready to greet me like a pet. You sit with Dougie on the floor and when I walk in I pet you both and kiss and hug you both. You’re a perfect pet.

On stressful days I fuck your face right there or take you to some place I can pin you down and fuck my frustrations out.

Other days I carry you to the bed and cuddle and kiss and caress you, just glad to be home.

Today though, I’m slow and deliberate, not like typical.

When my clothes are off you feel me climb onto the bed. I kiss up your feet and my hands grab your thighs and spread your legs.

You pull your knees wide and up. Hands over your head, completely spread open and ready, i drag my fingers up the inside of your legs and thighs.

I admire your body, you can feel my gaze on you. I’m not being demanding, I’m just moving you the way I usually do and you’ve learned how to submit and obey and do everything right.

“Good girl.” I tell you as you keep yourself spread for me. “Such a good little girl.”

I kiss up your legs and stomach.

My hands glide over your skin and I breathe you in deeply as I pass your pussy and ass.

You hear the clink of the handcuffs.

“Do you want to be chained up?” “Yes, master.” “Do you want to be held here forever?” The word excites you, forever, you hear is again just in your mind at the wondered of this old house we’ve fixed together and being in it forever. “Yes…please, master.” “Then I have a special sort of handcuff for you today. It can’t be taken off. Just like your markings.” I trace the initials in your thighs again. “If I put it on you, it won’t come off, even after I cum. You’ll be part of this house, part of this life…you’ll be mine, forever.”

Your heart warms at the words. Your immediate thoughts are of being held captive, blind folded and fucked ruthlessly over and over again in this bed forever, a sex slave for your big strong daddy. Your pussy drips. But your heart also warms, this is your home, why would you ever want to leave? You crave the kind of security of this place being yours forever. Your mind races, your pussy drips and your heart flutters.

“Yes…please, put them on me.”

I grab your wrists and lean forward. You feel my body weight on top of you, you feel my cock pressed against your pussy through your panties. I push forward making my cock stroke against the hood of your clit. Your lips part and a small moan escapes. You feel my nose brush your neck, then my breath on your cheek as my chest and abs press to your body.

“This isn’t just a scene, kitten. This is for real. Are you ready to be mine forever?” “Yes.” “Forever?” “Forever” you whisper in response.

You feel my hand open your fingers and feel the cold feeling of metal as a ring slips down your finger.

You realize what I just asked, you realize what you just said. You realize what just happened as my hand turns from holding your wrist to gently intertwining with your fingers.

You’ve just become mu naine (Estonian for my woman, a common way to refer to a wife). Your mouth falls and you begin to cry. I pull your arms around my neck and your legs around my waist as I kiss you.

I pull your panties to the side and press my cock to your hole. “Look at me.” I pause. You slowly pull your blindfold off “look at sinu mees (your man)”

You look me in the eyes, seeing my warm smile, your master, your owner, your daddy…your man.

I push my cock inside you slowly, your warm pussy not giving any resistance to my fat cock as you swallow it in.

You pull me down on top of you and squeeze me with your arms and legs, hoping I’ll never pull out and we can stay right here in this moment together.

You squeeze every muscle, as if that by holding onto the physical world as tightly as feasible you might be able to apply some force to the fourth dimension and slow down time.

You listen closely to the faint sounds of birds outside and the air conditioning humming, you smell deeply the freshly cut grass and the fresh flowers on your makeup table, you think of every feeling from the cotton sheets, to my skin against yours and my mustache on your neck as I kiss you.

You try to identify every little detail as you cling to the moment.

Then you feel me slowly pull my cock back and the next thrust pulls you from your Time Machine and rips you back to reality with a deep hip thrust and the sound of the juices from your pussy squirting out around my cock.

Each thrust pulls you further from your dream state. Each thrust comes more quickly than the last. Am I going more quickly or did you manage to actually slow time oh so briefly. The wondered is fleeting as another deep thrust knocks any conscious wondered from your head.

Your eyes roll as I begin to kiss you and fuck you more steadily now.

Your brain is empty as all you can think of is the beating heart in your chest and the throbbing cock stretching your pussy.

“I love you” I whisper in your ear as I pick up the pace.

My pelvis presses against you and I grind and tilt my hips. The head of my cock massages your g spot and presses hard against the walls of your pussy as my tight abs massage your hard nub.

I press my chest away so I can look down at you as you hold my face and I alternate between deep pounding and slow rolling with my hips, one deep hard thrust, then a long slow grind as my cock tries to force its way deeper inside you.

You wanted it even deeper. You wanted it to break you and be deeper than ever. You didn’t care about the pain, you wanted me inside you like never before.

You could tell by the way I thrusted and how hard I pushed on the grinding that I wanted it too.

I was trying to get my physical cock as deeply into your body as I wanted to get into your soul.

We kiss constantly more passionately and hungrily, only breaking to look into each other’s eyes, to hold each others faces.

Deep, sensual grinding is followed by a few deep thrusts turning our love to lust.

My fingers grip into your face and you pull me down to you as I slam inside you.

I love you, I love you, I love you. You hear the words over and over again but realize that they’re yours. You’ve been saying it non stop without even realizing it.

I slam into you and grunt out an “I love you too”

As much as we both want to stay in this moment forever, our bodies cannot contain the raw emotion for much longer and our orgasms are nearly cresting.

You look between your legs and watch my long thick shift disappearing between your lips and filling your body with each movement of my hips.

“I’m going to cum, baby, I’m going to get you pregnant. You’re mine forever. I’m going to mark you.”

“Do it, please, I’m ready, I’m yours, mark me, daddy. Mark me, master. Mark me, Brad.”

That’s it, your heart cannot take anymore. This wasn’t our usual forced breeding of you being chained to a surgical table or rape bred by me in a public bathroom. I never asked you permission, i told you when I was breeding you. I would growl into your ear and your only choice was to submit. This time you felt different, you were giving permission, you were participating and happily agreeing to the decision. You felt like not just a pet, but my partner, my wife. “Daddy, I’m cumming!” You screamed out as you watched my cock pound you and wondered of the inevitable fat load about to shoot inside you.

I squeezed your body and you felt the familiar feeling of my cock throbbing as I shot my first big, hot, rope of cum inside you.

Each thrust delivered a new warm sensation inside your belly.

We kissed. You held on again, clinging tightly, you tried your Time Machine again.

Your body started shaking. Was it working or were you just cumming so hard your full body was spasming.

You squeezed and held your breath as you felt the cold metal on your finger, finally warming, your pussy filled with cum and dripping down your ass, my lips on yours.

You held yourself in your mental time machine until the last feasible moment, you started to black out.

Then finally with a release you opened your mouth and drew a gigantic gasp of air. You swallowed the air down in big gulps as you came back to the present time and present moment here in my arms, engaged, pregnant…home.

As you regained your breath you begin crying gently as you hold me close and kiss me. I laid on top of you as you clung to me. There was no reason to go anywhere. We were right where we wanted to be.

The clock ticked on and you could hear it. Your time machine was gone. But you didn’t need it. Every passing second was exciting. Your reality persisted. This wasn’t a passing moment, this was your new reality. You would keep being daddy’s kitten, because that’s who you were but now you’d be something else. You’d be your husband’s wife.

We lay there for a long time, each tick of the clock securing our reality and giving you the confidence finally to leave the bed together, shower together, cook and eat. You looked around as we sat snuggled on the couch, the place was new, the world was different, you let get of your Time Machine completely now. You didn’t need it anymore. You relaxed your muscles completely, you melted into me and you let time pass along as you fell asleep in your husband’s arms.