Presentation.
“Look at me.”
I fell into the impossibly deep, calm, green and blue skies that sit just outside of his nose. The skies just as a storm passes and the quietness bites, the roads are enchanting with glisten reflecting from the sun barely peeking thru. All alone, but your body feels wrapped in the heat from each individual ray. It pulled me deeper inside…..paralyzing my body and dragging by my hair into his soul.
He barely grazed my cheek with the palm of his hand and grabbed my neck. As swiftly as crushing a can, his hand tightened around my neck and pressured my body to my knees, leaving my entire body washed in moist lust. My coveted stare shot back up at him. Everything inside screamed, ‘How do you want me?’
“Good girl………….”
Sliding two fingers in my mouth, my lips immediately gripped tight around, drew them in and covered them in my spit. Our eyes never left.
His affectionate stare can stimulate every organ in my body. My eyes flutter down quickly. I want to let him know that I am his, completely. He gently placed his hand on my chin and lifts it up. Like waking up first thing in the morning, my eyes can’t help but gleam at his approval. Just as swiftly as I was claimed, he puts my red collar on.
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“Come to daddy………..bend over my knee.”
“Yes daddy.”
The expensive marble tile pinched my knees with a painful winter freeze. But it didn’t matter. He mattered. Whatever he wanted I wanted. Even my soul wanted to jump out and into his hands. His warm hand felt like a comforting hug as he’s rubbed from my neck to my ass.
“I want to hear your apology. What did you touch that was mine?”
The first slap of the paddle left my legs staggering underneath me. I could barely understand anything he said in between each snap. Each painful sting sent shot-waves of heavy fuse straight between my thighs. I knew I wouldn’t be leaving this position until he was satisfied, until each spank left deep, red welts along my ass.
“Undress me. Do NOT touch my cock, you don’t deserve it.”
Quickly but with upmost precision, I undress him starting with his tie. I can feel his stare slowly raping each inch of my skin.
“Presenting position, now. Do you want my cum little one? I want to hear you beg for it.”
His eyes always burn into body, no matter where I am or what I am doing. The trust I have for him is readily offered without having to be asked. The freedom of giving over every ounce of control I possess is freeing. All of my obsession, anxiety, overwhelmingly conscious mind soars away. Surrender is intoxicating. Its presence, powerful and irrevocably…..bliss.
“Yes daddy.
