by Haley Monroe
He removes a bean shaped silicone thing from his pocket and reaches between my legs. I grip his shoulders for balance and to remind myself to stay in place. He fits the flat, suction cup like thing directly over my clit and presses firmly until it sucks on my needy bud. I whimper at the sensation it causes. “What is that?” I feel myself rising up on my tiptoes to try to escape the toy but it follows me, pulling at my clit the whole time.
“Think of it as a cock ring for your clit, princess.” Jacob’s fingers leave the toy and it stays in place. His hot fingers slide down to rub over my pussy lips. I purr a little and lower myself down to grind against his touch.
“Daddy,” I moan softly, my hands fisting in the shoulders of his tee shirt.
“Feel good, baby girl?” He looks up at me and swirls his fingertip just over my entrance. My thighs tremble and my head falls back as I moan again. A few more soft strokes over my hole makes me gasp for air and then he dips two of his long fingers into my body. His fingers stretch me open before curling against my insides. I nod and hum, feeling my eyelids growing heavier. “Tell me.”
Jacob’s forearm rubs up and down against my inner thigh as he pushes his digits in deeper. He knows the perfect place to press the pads of his fingers, rubbing them over my g-spot as he pumps me with a dizzying pace. “It feels so good.” I grit through my teeth as an orgasm bubbles to life. I feel it burning in my core and singeing the bottoms of my soles. He finger fucks me harder, drawing the pleasure closer and closer, until my legs are shaking so hard that I can’t hold my own weight any longer.
So quickly, he withdraws his fingers and then angles the chastity belt for me to step into. “No! Please, Daddy don’t stop.” I beg, avoiding the leg holes of the belt and trying to rub my cunt against him. “I’m so close. So, so close. Please, let me come for you.” My voice is a stupid whine but I can’t control it. I need more of his touch.
“You won’t be coming today, kitten. You know this.” His smile makes me want to slap him, but instead I stomp my foot.
“That was mean.” I let go of his shoulders to cross my arms over my chest. My core is burning up like a volcano ready to erupt.
“Maybe it was.” He doesn’t look or sound sorry in the least. “Come on now, step in.” He’s holding open the chastity belt for me to step into and I want to kick it, then push him down and rip open his pants. Maybe I could over power him long enough to pull out his cock and impale myself? Maybe if I fight hard enough, I can grind myself on him long enough to achieve orgasm before he tosses me aside? “Remember, good girls get rewarded.” He chides as I pout and plot. I put aside my raping Daddy fantasy and begrudgingly step into the fucking belt.
“Why do I have to wear this weird cock ring thing on my clit if you’re strapping me back in this thing?” I rap my knuckles on the metal plate covering my mound. After he has the first lock on my hip secured he looks up at me.
“Because it’s controlled by my smart phone”
“To do what?” I snap.
“To vibrate as I see fit.” He has the balls to laugh as he speaks.
“No!” I squeal and he fastens the second lock. I’m stuck in this thing meant to deny me pleasure, even though he keeps touching me and amping up my arousal, with a fucking vibrating clit ring mashed against my most sensitive area, under it? How am I to survive?
“Yes.” He stands up and washes his hands as well.
“I’m not so sure about this,” I caution him as he dries his hands, all of my earlier fight has vanished with the fear of how desperate Jacob could make me with this toy combination. He gives me a big grin and mimics how I threw away my towel. Instead of his bouncing around the rim, his drops right into the trash.
“You don’t have to be, that’s my job.” He answers cockily then opens the door and together we walk awkwardly back to our table. Well, I do at least. The toy sucking on my clit tugs at my skin with my movements and it feels too good. So good that I’m shuffling my feet to make the tugging sensation happen as little as possible.
Our drinks are already at the table when we sit and the waitress isn’t far behind us. Jacob orders a hot sub and I glance over the menu, pretending to look but really I’m only thinking about the items between my legs. “I can’t decide.” I tell the waitress and close the menu. “I don’t think I’m that hungry, anyway.”
“She’ll have a garden salad with the house dressing on the side, please.” He orders for me and I work really hard to control the reaction of my facial features. He thanks the waitress and she turns to leave. I watch his hand move under the table and my thighs tense. Will he turn the toy on? I feel my eyes grow wide and press my lips together preparing for the strong feeling of vibrations to hug against my clit but the feeling never comes. Jacob sips his water, watching me over the rim of the glass. I stay tense as we watch each other, waiting, worrying. Five minutes pass before I finally relax my spine and ease into the comfort of the booth. It’s then, when every muscle is body has gone soft that the toy jumps to life.
I scream in shock of how good it feels. A quick burst of sound that’s quickly covered by my hands being slapped over my open mouth. The vibrations stop as suddenly as they started. Strong enough to wake up my slowly fading pleasure but not strong enough to let me come. I gulp for breath, my pussy throbs and I want so much more of the sensation and yet no more at all. My hands leave my mouth and I rub them up and down my thighs. “I don’t think I like this toy.” I speak softly.
Jacob lowers his glass to the table and cocks his head to the side. “Oh yeah? Why’s that?”
“Because I have no control over it.” I’m thirsty, but afraid to take a drink of my water. If the toy sparks to life again, I’d probably startle and spill my glass all over me. I’m already wet enough, I don’t need to be adding lemon water to the situation.
“Mmm,” Jacob relaxes into his seat again. “That’s what makes it so great, kitten.” I scoff and shift in my seat. The silicone toy feels like a mouth locked around my fucking clit, just sucking. I can feel my heartbeat pounding in the little nub and hope it beats hard enough to knock the stupid toy loose.
The waitress returns and places a steaming Philly Cheese Steak in front of Jacob and a small bowl of salad in front of me. She asks if we need anything else and even though I’m thinking, “yeah, bitch. A fucking orgasm would be nice, got any of those in the back?” I shake my head and tell her I’m fine for now.
Jacob asks for extra napkins and she runs off to fetch them. I pick up my fork and knife and begin to cut up the already small bits of lettuce. There’s cucumbers and tomatoes in my salad with a sprinkle of cheese and a few slivers of purple onions. I can eat this, I just don’t want to.
In my head, I’m still thinking about the bacon I ate this morning. It still feels greasy and heavy in my stomach and I wish I could hide this fresh dish under my napkin and make it disappear.
“Just try.” Jacob says as if he could read my mind by just watching me. “That’s all I ask.” I suck in a huge breath and nod. I’ll try. I fork my first bite of lettuce and meet Jacob’s gaze as I chew. He watches me swallow before lifting his massive sandwich and taking a big bite.
A comfortable silence falls between us as he eats and I struggle quietly. Each bite feels like my stomach is getting bigger and bigger. I fear for how I’ll look in my outfit tonight if I’m all bloated, but can’t find a way out of this. I know it’s stupid! It’s just a salad, right? But I can’t stop my brain from overreacting in every way.
The toy buzzes to life under the metal of my chastity belt, but this time it’s a gentle hum over my clit instead of the harsh, powerful vibrations it was last time. I whine around a mouthful of cucumber and rock my hips against the toy. My eyes close and I swear I could come. I’m dry humping the bench seat under my ass. Just a few more minutes, a little more rocking but nope. It’s shut off again and my fist clenches around my fork.
I don’t even look up at Jacob, I can’t witness his smug expression right now. My ankles c
ross and I shove more food into my mouth, more determined than ever to finish this stupid meal. The waitress passes by a few times to check on us, but I ignore her and let Jacob deal with responding.
My fork scrapes loudly against the bottom of my bowl as I scoop up the last bit of salad. I hold my hands out as I chew and look up at my dinner date. He’s pleased, I can tell and even though I’m horny and annoyed, I’m happy to have pleased him. Jacob signals for the check and stuffs a few bills into the black folder. “All set?” He asks me.
“Um?” I think about smarting off but don’t. I bite into my lip and climb out of the booth. We hold hands as we walk out, each of us thanking the hostess on the way by. Jacob is walking so fast, it’s hard for me to keep up. The toy pulls at my hot button as I rush my legs to keep up with him.
“Get in the back seat.” Jacob demands while pressing the key fob to unlock the SUV. I do as he says without complaint and think to myself, damn, I’m getting good at listening. Look at me, no back talk or anything! He follows me into the back seat which surprises me, then slams the door and pushes my shoulders into the cushion. His mouth is on mine before I can ask what’s going on and once his tongue caresses mine, I don’t care why this is happening, I just don’t want it to stop.
My thighs part and he shifts to fit between them. My hands lock around the back of his neck as he deepens the kiss. I feel his arm shifting by my side and then the bean shaped suction cup on my pussy comes alive again. That sweet, soft humming over my body. I moan loudly into his mouth. “Please,” I almost cry, lifting my hips against his. “Please, let me come.”
“You’ve been so good.” He groans, pumping his hips against my covered pussy. Each time he shifts, the chastity belt presses on the toy and makes everything feel ten times better. “Come for Daddy.”
I want to fall apart at his words. I grind myself against him and feel my legs trembling around him, but I can’t come. My orgasm, that heavy force that was hanging around for so long, so close, but not close enough is now steadily backing away. I throw my head back in frustration and whine. “What the fuck!”
Jacob chuckles as he brings his mouth to my neck. “What’s the matter kitten? Has your control over your sweet pussy become too great? Can you not come for me now that I’ve granted permission?”
“I don’t know why!” I feel tears pricking at the back of my eyes. “I want to come.” I pant, rubbing my pussy against his legs. Jacob’s hand moves again and the vibrations over my pussy kick up a notch or two. The slight change is enough to get me where I want to be.
The toy pulls my orgasm out of me and I scream as it rips through my limbs. I can hear Jacob’s voice softly praising me in the background of the exploding fireworks that are pounding away in my ears. My pussy gushes under the chastity belt, doing exactly as I feared. All my juices are leaking from around the sides of the plate covering me to puddle in the leather of his car’s seats. The buzzing toy keeps my aftershocks jolting through my body until I’m begging Jacob to shut it off.
He doesn’t make me beg for long, shutting it off quickly and then he just holds me as I shiver. His hand pets my hair and he tells me how proud he is of me for eating and how thankful he is for me trying to behave. He reminds me gently that I’ll always be rewarded for being his good little girl.
I’m drained. More exhausted than I can remember ever being before and just want to sleep. Jacob kisses my forehead and my eyelids flutter closed. I hear him shuffle around as he untangles himself from my limp legs then tells me he’s going to go collect my outfit. I smile weakly thinking about him strolling into the dry cleaners with a hard on big enough to scare even the best whores and him not giving one fuck who sees his massive dick. I kind of love that crazy confidence that he has and hope it rubs off on me.
The sun seeping through the car window makes it warm and comfortable in the back seat. It feels like the perfect place for an early evening nap. A brisk breeze steals the heat from the car when Jacob exits but as soon as he shuts the door again, I throw my legs up on the bench seat and snuggle into the toasty leather.
3
My eyes open when the car stops. I slept so hard, I didn’t hear Jacob get back in the SUV nor did I hear him start the engine and drive me all the way back to his home. It’s so dark that I wonder if maybe he drove around most of the night, like a parent of a newborn who only sleeps when taken for a drive, but then I realize he’s parked inside of his garage.
I catch him watching me from the review mirror and smile up at his brown eyes. “Hi.” I rub at my eyes with the heels of my hands and then stretch my arms above my head.
“Good nap, kitten?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I slip out of the SUV and am surprised by the row of cars parked alongside the one I just climbed out of. “Holy shit,” I whisper in awe. “Are all of these yours?” I’m afraid to touch any of the shiny vehicles, but each one is prettier than the last. I walk the line of sleek black cars and hear Jacob’s footsteps behind me.
“Of course, kitten.” He chuckles. “Why else would they be in my garage?” I shrug a single shoulder and turn to face him. He has my dry cleaning slung over his shoulder and a goofy smile on his handsome face.
“I don’t know. I don’t really know anyone who has more than one car, personally.”
“Well, now you do.” He taps my ass with his hand and motions for me to move toward the door. “Let’s get inside and get ready for the evening.”
“Yes, Sir.” I start to tug at the buckle holding the belt in place around my waist and feel the shirt become loose as I jerk it free. Two steps up leads us from the garage into the kitchen. He’s close behind me, but not close enough to notice me undoing the buttons down the front of the shirt I’m wearing as a dress. I roll my shoulders back and let the pastel shirt fall to the kitchen floor.
“You’re asking for trouble, kitten.” I hear him growl. I spin on the arches of my feet to face him, wearing nothing but the chastity belt he’s kept me locked in all day.
“Noo,” I sing song, my hands rub up my sides and move under my heavy breasts. I cup my hands around my flesh and sigh. “I’m doing as you said. Getting ready for the evening.” I lick at my lower lips as I watch his dark eyes grow even darker as he gazes upon me. “I have to get undressed to get dressed, don’t I?”
“You’re testing me, princess.” He warns. His left hand reaches for his cock and he grabs his giant erection. “Good girls might get rewarded but cock teases get ripped open, you know?” His eyebrows lift.
“Sounds like cock teases don’t wear these, then?” I pinch the sides of the chastity belt as best I can between my two fingers and wiggle my hips. Jacob makes a pained groaning sound from deep in his chest and I take off. I turn and dash for the stairs that will lead to his bedroom.
I’m fast but he’s faster. I pray that the element of surprise will give me the advantage as I push my legs to move up the stairs. So many fucking stairs. My thighs cramp, a reminder that I should do more exercise, but I push on. His feet are loud against the wood steps as he chases me up the first flight of stairs and then the next. My lungs burn and I pant for air, but I can’t stop. I need him to catch me. To hunt me down and decide on his own to remove this stupid belt.
I reach the top step and dart down the hallway. It’s the straightaway that makes it easy for him to grab for me. His arm snakes around me, hooking against my lower belly and he yanks me backwards into him. I jolt into him so hard, it’s like hitting a fucking wall. The last bit of air in my lungs is pushed out as his other arm locks across my upper body like a seat belt. His forearm parts my bare breasts and his hand grips my opposite shoulder.
“Now you’ll get what you want.” He barks. Lifting me off my feet and smashing me into the wall closest to us. His arms protect me from most of the impact but still I’m jarred by the motion. “Fucking prick tease.” He jabs his erection into my naked ass cheek and lowers his hand from my shoulder to my tit, squeezing my breast tight in his big hand.
My
body is humming under his firm hold and I wiggle my hips back against him. “Take what’s yours, Daddy.” I moan between gasped breaths of air. His right hand releases my lower belly and I feel him digging in the pocket of his basketball shorts for my key. “Hurry.” I whimper, my pussy already dripping from the adrenaline of the chase.
Jacob turns me around, slamming my back into the wall and this time I take the full force of his shove. He’s breathing as hard as I am, his chest heaving up and down to match my own deep breaths. My hand reaches out to palm his cock over his shorts and he grunts. “This’ll hurt, kitten.” His brown eyes are almost black when he looks down into mine.
“Okay.” My fingers dig into the waistline of his shorts and I pull them down until his dick springs free. There is so much of him, I wonder if I’ll ever get used to how long and thick his perfect cock is. Yes, this will hurt, but it’ll hurt so fucking good.
The chastity belt is unlocked and he shoves it down my legs. The little suction cup toy is still in place over my clit and with a quick flick of his finger, the seal is broken and it falls to the floor. My clit feels so swollen and sensitive against the central air in the hallway. Before I can find the balance to kick the chastity belt off my feet, his hands are on my hips. His fingers bruising me as he lifts me up and jerks me back into the wall again. The back of my head bounces off the wall in the same moment as he angels his cockhead to my slick hole. I’m so wet that there is no resistance and he impales me in one smooth thrust of his hips. Jacob makes that deep, sensual groan all men make when they fit in just right. He pulls me down the wall until I’ve taken all of his thick cock.
My scream echoes down the hallway, joined by his groan of pleasure. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” He bites off the words and draws his cock back. My lips part to answer him but he slams into me with another punishing blow. I gargle a moan and lock my ankles together at the top of his perfect ass.