by Angela Blake
“D-daddy why? Please, don’t stop now.”
“Are you ready to cum?” he asked.
I nodded. Even though I couldn’t see him I was sure he could see me. “Very much so, daddy.”
“You haven’t worked yet,” he said. “You haven’t earned the right to cum, baby. You need to satisfy daddy some more.”
I moved my head around, hoping I’d be facing wherever he was standing. “Please, daddy, I’m begging you. I want to cum. Please let me cum, daddy. I’ll work for it. I’ll do anything!”
He didn’t say a word but he did respond by undoing the knots keeping me tied down.
As soon as my hands and feet were free I rolled into a ball and stretched. I rubbed my wrists and tried to sit up but the strength had been drained out of me.
Dylan grabbed me by the hair and yanked me up to a sitting position.
“Baby, daddy needs you to get on all fours,” he commanded.
The moment of truth. I knelt and then got on all four. I wiggled my ass a little, hoping a little seduction would get my mind off the pain and shock that was coming shortly.
“Just relax, baby, daddy’s got you,” he said.
Slap!
I yelped as he suddenly slapped my ass. I bit down on my lip and reveled in the moment.
Slap! He slapped again and this time I felt my ass beginning to redden. My face flushed red as well in slight embarrassment but at this point it wasn’t like I could just get up and leave. I just kept my face downwards, hoping he wouldn’t notice my shame.
Fuck. I then felt the head of his cock press against the folds of my pussy. He slid it playfully through the folds, toying with my pussy lips as he grabbed a hold of my waist with both his hands.
When he thrust I felt my whole body tense and I tried to scream but I ended up moaning out in pleasure instead. A chill went down my spine as I felt the girth of his cock part the walls of my vagina and penetrate through inside of me.
I lost my breath and I struggled to keep conscious as I felt my whole body begin to rock back and forth as Dylan took me. My mouth gaped open as I moaned and I could feel him squeezing tight on my waist as his rhythm increased and his cock pushed in deeper and faster.
All sense of time vanished as I rocked and moaned. The only sensation was that of lust building inside me as Dylan took me.
He then pumped in faster, jerking into my flesh, and it was only then that I realized he was getting to blow his load and for a fleeting second I was worried he was going to spill his seed inside me. Fortunately, he pulled out just at the last second and yanked me by the hair. He pulled my face so it would be under him and I instinctively opened my mouth and caught his cum. It spilled like a warm bath all over my face and I swallowed as much as I could.
Finally he removed the blindfold. When I opened my eyes and looked at him, I found Dylan stroking his cock and smiling down at me.
“Good girl,” he praised me as he caressed my face. “Not once did you use the safe word. I think you were enjoying being my little fuck slut tonight.”
“Oh daddy,” I said as I moved forward and licked the length of his cock. “I loved it.”
He then bent down and gave me a kiss on the forehead, “Did I hurt you? I was pretty rough while kidnapping you and I slapped you a few times.”
I shook my head. “No, daddy, I promise. It was even more exhilarating as I thought it would be.”
Dylan laughed and he brushed his fingers through my hair. “Baby girl, this is still a very light session. I haven’t done anything with you yet. I just wanted to fuck you and let you bask in the moment of losing your virginity.”
He then sat down beside me and for the first time I got a look at the room we were in. The bed was a beautiful king-sized thing of beauty and it even had silk curtains hanging from the bed posts. The room itself had several drawers which he had kept open, allowing me to see what he had stored in them. Each drawer had a set of different kinds of sex toys and accessories. I saw furry handcuffs, mouth gags, blindfolds, vibrators, all kinds of dildos, straps and more. The walls had sections where a chain could be locked in and I even saw a table and a collection of whips and flogging toys.
“Why didn’t you use any of these on me?” I just had to ask.
He wrapped a blanket around me and hugged me as he answered, “I wanted to focus solely on your surrender. Losing your virginity happens only once and I wanted it to be an event you’ll never forget. All of these toys can come later, during a much more intense session.”
“So am I a true submissive now, daddy?” I pondered what that meant in such a unique relationship such as this.
Dylan shook his head, “Not yet. I haven’t broken you yet, baby. I will though, very soon. There is one thing you do need to remember when it comes to a BDSM relationship.”
“What’s that, daddy?”
“That even though I am the dom and you are the sub, it is still a give-and-take relationship. It is about you satisfying my desires to own you and me satisfying your desires to be dominated. We are both pleasing each other, with or without the sex. There’s respect and a line that we mustn’t cross.”
That was honestly a lot deeper than what I expected.
“Thank you, daddy,” was all I could say.
He gave me a hug and we sat there in silence, just reveling in the moment. I shut my eyes and rested my head on his chest. I had finally jumped the fence and was no longer a virgin. Dylan was right too - this was a night I would never forget. It wasn’t just two people sneaking home while the parents were out or two strangers banging after getting drunk in a bar. This was a much more intimate instance. I gave everything to him and he took me.
Unfortunately, I didn’t get to explore the rest of his home. He said it would be better to just bring me back for a real tour some other time. On our way to his car I did get a glimpse and noticed he lived in a giant manor, one that bore a modern design with a lot of glass instead of old wood furniture.
When he drove me home all I could think of was that feeling Dylan gave me. Even in the car and in my room all I could think of was how I felt while getting fucked. All I could think of was the taste of his cock and how his cum felt so warm and so good on my face. I remembered how he pleased me and teased me with his tongue and how he played with my pussy.
I completely forgot about the door and luckily it was left unlocked. When Ysa and Matt got back they didn’t realize I had left. Dylan had been long gone by then, back to his home. They probably thought I was asleep. I was just in my room, with my fingers between my legs playing with my pussy, and I fell asleep listening to them fucking in the other room.
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