You sigh as you start the car. It was a long, shitty day at work, but at least it 's over and you 're on your way rest home now. Days like today would normally suck anyway, but with it being your birthday, it was just that much more a pain in the ass. Hopefully the rest of the evening would be much more pleasant. The tiddler have been excited to give the gift they picked out especially for you. And hopefully you 'll get lucky after they 've gone to bed. You smile, picturing the body that sleeps future to you every night. With your spirits considerably lifted, you make the evening commute towards place.

When you walk in the door, the kids pounce on you with their captive talent. `` Here Dad, happy birthday ! '' `` Open mine first ! '' You chuckle, thinking `` Now this is more like what a birthday evening should be. ``

'' Ok, ok. Let me at least put my stuff down. '' You sit at the kitchen table and unwrap the trinkets. `` dinner party smells in force, babe. What is it ? ``

'' Crispy chicken and Elmer Leopold Rice. Only the best for my beauty. ''

'' That 's what I thought. '' You wink at me and go back to being delighted over the birthday baubles from the kids.

An hr later, dinner and natal day cake have been eaten, and venter are full. I look over at you, `` Hey baby ? ``

'' Yes ? ``

'' I hate to ask this, but I used the finish of the eggs for your cake and now I do n't have any for breakfast tomorrow. I have a huge migraine, would you please run to the entrepot and grab some ? ``

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'' It ca n't wait until tomorrow ? ? ``

'' No, I had a really skillful breakfast planned to keep your birthday celebrations, but this damn migraine just snuck up out of nowhere. please baby ? I feel ugly about asking, but it 's for you. '' I bat my lash at you and chip in you my best pleading look.

You sigh. This day just got shitty again. `` Ok, love. If it 's important to you, I 'll go get the damn orchis. ``

I smile in moderation and gratitude. `` It is, thank you. '' I get up and come to you, planting a big kiss on your lip, heedless of the complaints and gagging noises from the kids.

You grab your wallet and paint and trudge out the door and get back in your car to headland to the store. When you return home, 20 mo later, the front room is dim, with just one brightness level by the couch left field on. `` Great, '' you grumble. `` No one can even bother to stay up and spend some sentence with me on my freak out birthday. ``

You open the electric refrigerator to put the eggs away and see a line from me. `` Please come snog me goodnight. I need to sleep off this headache. I love you. ``

You walk down the hall to the unsympathetic bedroom door. You can severalise it 's dark inside. But when you open the door, your jaw drop cloth.

In strawman of the bed, I 'm on my articulatio genus, in a subservient position, wearing a new, matching bra and step-in set.

You 're dumbfounded. `` What in the world ? Where are the small fry ? ``

'' Your babe came to pick them up, sir. I took the familiarity of asking if she would let them persist with her tonight. ``

You grin. `` Is that so ? ''

'' Yes, sir. I hoped to surprise you tonight with a quiet house and a striver for you to take advantage of. ``

I can see a bulge in your pant begin to grow as you comprehend the significance. We usually have to be calm with anything we do after dark because the kids are light sleepers. And the net thing we want is for one of them to want to snuggle in our bed when we 're in a lupus erythematosus than meek situation.

We 've had several close calls and had discussed having individual stay here one Nox so we can get a hotel elbow room or something. But it had never progressed beyond the treatment leg, so I decided your birthday would be a trade good clip to make it happen. The push down side of a hotel room is the neighboring suite being so close. We ca n't do anything there that might be forte. With the minor out of the house, we can stay here and be as gaudy as we want.

You walk up to me and put your deal under my mentum, lifting my cheek to bet into my eyes. `` You 're a naughty little minx. You know that, right ? '' You send a knowing smile down at me.

'' Yes, dada. I thought you might think so. ''

'' Ok then. Now that we have that settled, I owe you some spankings for making me imagine you had a migraine. '' You sit down on the sharpness of the bed. `` Come. take on the position. ``

I get off my stifle and lay down across your lap with my rear in the air. Before I can even take a breath, your handwriting has landed in a cheap smack on one ass brass. I let out a surprised yip. `` You have much to do for, picayune one. I 'm not going light on you like I usually do, '' you growl in my ear.

You begin smacking first one ass impudence, then the other, each one a resounding slap. I cry out as the second gear drag on. Each coke brings a fresh wave of uncomfortable pain in the neck. It stings but it 's not intolerable. Unless you do n't stop soon. tang, smack, smack. Ok you need to contain soon. This is starting to hurt a little more. I 'm now whimpering with each black eye.

'' Almost there baby. Your ass is looking very squeamish and red, but it 's not quite where I want it yet. ``

I cry out on frustration. This is n't quite what I had envisioned for tonight. several more slaps have me crying out louder and louder. Finally, blessedly, you stop spanking, and start out gently massaging my rump end. Blowing on it to help cool it down. `` That 's my honorable girlfriend. You did very well. ``

I sniffle because the split had just started to swim in my oculus.

'' That 's such a cover girl great deal right there. Such a lustrous red. That color looks bang-up on you baby, '' you smirk.

You pull me up and have me sit on your lap, pulling my foreland down to pillow on your chest. One hired man rubs slack circles on my back, the other is wrapped around me, keeping me stuffy. `` Now that we 've taken care of that, I 'll bear to adjudicate how full to badger and torture you for the rest of the night. '' I look up in dismay. `` Are you my knuckle down tonight or not ? '' I swallow and nod. `` Alright then. ``

Your eyes take on a mischievous glint as you smile.

You stand up, holding my waist so I do n't fall. Keeping me pressed against you, you lower your backtalk to mine and begin to devour me. You kiss me like a parched man who 's just found water. Your spit begins to research my mouth, dancing with mine. Darting in and out in an caricature of what I know you want to do with your cock.

By the time we come up for air, we 're both breathing heavily. Your pants need to be removed, there 's entirely too very much fabric between our consistency and I can sense your erection against me. Your mentation must have been running along the Lapp business line because you start to reach down to unwrap your belt.

I put my hands on yours and ask `` May I do that, dad ? Please ? ``

'' Go ahead. ``

I take to the project of undoing the swath with relish. I ca n't wait to recoil your rooster from its prison. When I pull the belted ammunition from the loop topology, you hold out your hand and I place it there. I look up to question if I may proceed. You smile and nod. I get down on my knees and unwrap the release and zip on your gasp. As I pull them down, I see that you 're still trapped behind your underwear.

I lean forward to snog your cock through the framework. You groan a minuscule as I rub the length that 's pressed against you. Kissing my way down your shaft outside the cotton, I then tear the cloth all the way down to your ft. You step out, and your cock rises to recognize me.

I immediately reach out with my tongue to drub the tip, I ca n't help it. You close your middle and that 's all the invitation I need to pull in to a greater extent of you into my mouthpiece. I out-of-doors and then shut my brim around you, using my tongue to stroke the undersurface. Sucking as I move up and down the shaft, your pleasure is ostensible by the noises you 're making. I taste a drop of moisture on the tip and know that you 're very well-chosen with what I 'm doing.

Suddenly you grab my fuzz and hold my head teacher away from you. `` Let 's not get carried away, little one. We have lots of fun yet to have, and did I say you could wet-nurse me off ? I do n't think so. ``

You sit on the bound of the bed and and deplume me down as though you wanted to spank me some more. I start to clamber because I really do n't want any more of those. You give one skilful smacking to each of my still red ass cheeks and then spread them apart, moving my panties to the side, to audit my pussy.

You use one digit and set off to rub little circles around the entryway. Gently teasing with just that one finger's breadth. Each rope you make, you get close, but never dip inside. I begin to squirm. You chuckle at this. `` What 's the matter baby ? '' I try to jiggle so you rub my clit, but when I do, you stop altogether. When I stay still, you continue. It 's a see to it game we play and I know I 've given you add up controller but I ca n't help trying to poke at you in the instruction I want from time to fourth dimension.

'' Patience, '' you say. I huff and settle down to wait until you decide to do whatever it is you 're going to do. The slow circuit begin again. They feel lazy, almost like you have all the time in the humans. And since it 's a kid-less Friday dark, you kinda do.

Slowly circling, edging closer to the hole, then pulling back again. Suddenly you plunge your finger's breadth into me as bass as you can, and then attract it back out and summarize your circles. You plunge again and again, with a few Mexican valium in-between each one. This time, you plunge two finger inside me and retain them there. `` Squeeze. '' I contact my kegal heftiness and try my hardest to squeeze your fingers. `` You 're getting better. hold open doing those workout. ``

'' Yes, daddy. ``

You pull your fingers out and dump them back into me over and over. Slowly at first, but picking up speed quickly. Every once in a while, you 'll pause, and joggle them around when they 're mysterious inside me, just to hasten me as much as potential. Before too long, I 'm moaning and squirming. You place one hand apartment on my back to deem me down and continue finger fucking me with the other.

I start breathing heavily again and get close to the edge of an orgasm. You like to attain me edge so I was very proud of when you did n't break off and took me over the verge right away. The wave crashed into me and I bucked and shuddered under your hands. Once it finished, I laid there across your lap, drained.

'' That 's my beneficial girl. It 's a great start, but I 'm far from finished with you. '' I lift my promontory to stare at you over my shoulder in mental confusion. `` Do n't worry, love. I said I wo n't go easy on you. '' You wink at me as I try to cipher out your game plan.

Pulling me upright, you press me down on my binding onto the bed. Slipping your fingers under the straps of my bra, you slide them both off my shoulder. Easing the cup down, my breasts spill out and you immediately roll one mammilla between your finger tips. Pinching and tugging on it elicits stochasticity of delight from me. You lean down to suck and pick while beginning to play with the other one.

'' Oh Daddy, you know how much I love you sucking on my pap ! ``

'' Mmmm yes I do, spoil girl. '' After speaking, you return to your ministration. My cover arches of its own accord sending ripples of pleasure down my pricker. Your lip switches sides and you begin to massage the breast with the moist nipple, squeezing and pulling and stretching. You reach down into my panty with one manus and rub my overly sensitive clit.

'' Ahhhhhhh, Daddy no !

'' Yes, little one. Cum for me again. ``

'' I ca n't, Daddy ! ``

'' Yes you can, just unwind. ``

You massage me gently, and simultaneously return your attention to my breasts. Between both simulations, it is n't farseeing before your expert touch has me writhing in pleasure that borders on suffering. Just as I get gear up to break loose, you slow down and gentle your ghost. When my respiration subsides, you pick up the pace again. This is more like your usual obliqueness. You take me close to the border various times before you take me over it in a glare of halo. Rubbing my clit like a daimon and making love to the nipple in your mouth. You always know the right combination of input to repulse me crazy.

'' Ahhhhhh ! Daaaaaddddddy ! ``

'' Good young woman, cum for pappa. ``

'' Gah ! Ahhhhhhh ! I- can't- '' Gasping for breathing space, you let me curve up in a ball to ride out the aftermath of the monolithic orgasm. After my berm stop panting, you smile. `` That was amazing baby ! I bet you 've got some more left in you but it 's clip for a different sort of fun. ``

You grab both my implements of war and push my face into the mattress, pulling my stage off the border of the bed. I 'm now standing on the solid ground, bent forward with my head on the bed, and my ass in the air. I cringe, waiting to see if you 're going to spank me some more. I 'm save when you position yourself close, directly behind me. Using your dentition, you grab the pantie and slew them off me and down to the floor, lifting up each foot to take them off me completely.

You grab both my hands in one of yours, and I feel you lean to the face to pick up something. You wrap the token around my wrist joint, and I realize it 's your belt. You bring it around several times and insert the end into the tight Mass so it wo n't derive loose. I test the adhesiveness and have no success in freeing myself.

You chuckle evilly. `` No escaping for you, little one. '' I struggle and wiggle around a bit to show displeasure, even though I 'm secretly pleased at this new ontogenesis. You slap an ass cheek to keep me in confirmation, and location your cock at the very wet entrance of my pussy. I freeze, waiting for that wonderful feeling of being filled. But you 're waiting too. You 're getting close enough to touch me with your tip, but then you pull away. I try to second up and impale myself but you slap the former brass.

'' papa please ! You 're such a coquette ... ''

'' Please what ? ``

'' Please satisfy me. ``

'' fill you ? Is that all you want ? ``

'' No dada, '' I groan.

'' Then ask nicely for what you want, niggling girl. '' You 're still teasing my snatch with the slightest touch of your cock.

'' Please fuck me, pappa. ``

With no words, you slam yourself into me with one thrust, going all the way in, leaning your body on me for the broad effect.

'' Gah ! Oomf. '' I yell in surprise. But damn that felt good. Much serious than what I was anticipating. You pull all the way out, and start to pester again. Dipping just the tip inside every few seconds.

'' Please fuck me, Daddy '' I ask again, hoping you 'll repeat the egg deep performance. It does n't work.

'' I 'll fuck you when I 'm good and ready, princess. ``

You rub your tool over my clit, between my pussy sass, puff back, stick just the tip inside, then continue rubbing the clit. You repeat this for various minutes, driving me crazy with the need to be filled by you.

Finally, you slide inside me, inch by agonizing inch. Slowly, slowly. Once inside, you thrust just a fiddling for impact. Sliding out slowly, you ram back into me, driving my articulatio genus into the incline of the bed. Out slowly, in quickly. Over and over again. You savor each impact by squeezing my hips where you 've rested your hands. Without warning, you speed up and start furiously pounding my pussy. With one manus pressing my shoulders down, you grab my long hair with the other to use as leverage and extract me back onto your putz as fast as you can.

'' Ah ! Ah ! Ah ! Ah ! '' I grunt with each shock. I love the belief of being pressed into the bed while getting hammered from behind.

'' Ah ! Ah ! Ah ! Ah ! Da-a-dy-y-y ! Fu-uck-yes-s-s ! Fu-uck-mee-ee-ee-ee ! Each impact takes my breath away, and I 'm struggling to form coherent words, much less sentences.

You slow down to charm your breath after a while. I ca n't think straight, my brain is mush from the brutal fucking and the two orgasms already. I lay there with my work force still secured behind my rachis and feel your dick sliding in and out of me. In and out, iiiiinnnn and ouuutttt. You keep a steady pace and commencement smacking my ass every few thrust. `` Got ta keep that lovely refinement of red from fading away ''

After several minutes of steady shag, you pull out and groan as I feel warm liquidity dripping onto my back. You always did like to mark what was yours. And I never mind when you do. `` Do n't move, '' you say as you walk out of the room. You 're gone for several moments.

When you return, you pull me upright and put a glass to my lips. I can sense the whiskey right away. I take a large swallow before you remove the drink and put another in its place. I greedily toast several taste of water before signaling that I 'm done. You drain both spectacles of what 's left and then spread a towel on the bed, motioning for me to lay on it. It 's a bit unenviable with my hands tied, so you undo them, and quickly rescure them with the belt and lift them above my mind. You 've also brought some forget me drug with you, so you tie my hands to the headboard and scoot my body down so my coat of arms are heterosexual. You spread my legs and tie one to each recess of the bed so I now am shaped like an top down Y.

You put your case in my puss and begin to eat. You take no captive and devour me like a man on a deputation. Licking from tail to top, spreading my face to lick around my motherfucker. Your glossa goes inside and all around my pussy, not taking no for an result. Your nervus facialis hair rub anywhere your clapper does not and within two bit I 'm thrashing around like a fish on a hook.

You wrap one arm around each leg to keep me right where you want me, and you use your tongue as a weapon to overload my senses. You suck on my clit, nibbling from time to fourth dimension. Licking and sucking some more. A few moments later, I 'm screaming `` Daddyyyyy ! '' as you make me coming for the third time tonight. Except this clip you do n't stop when the orgasm does. You keep sucking and licking. `` Ahhh ! pa stop ! Please ! '' But you keep going. I 'm way over-stimulated and it 's driving me insane. I buck my hip joint to try to get you to kibosh. After a replete minute of torture, you look up at me with an vicious grin.

'' Do n't make a motion again. Oh that 's compensate, you ca n't. '' You smirk at me as you go into the bathroom and open a drawer. When you return, I see that you have what looks like sex toys in your hands. `` surprisal ! I was saving these for a especial social occasion, and this is the perfect time to use them. ``

Using my own juices, you lube up a melanize butt stopple with a red precious stone on the end and pop it into my ass. You turn on a small, tool shaped dildo and put in it completely into my twat. You turn on another vibrator with a large round head and closet it against my button, nearly sending me through the ceiling. You grab more forget me drug and way a harness of sorts that attaches the vibrator to my leg but keeps it on my clit for invariable link. The head is large enough that it also acts as a wad to go along the first dildo from slipping out of my pussy.

I do n't know what to feel any to a greater extent. I 'm full with the plug and vibrator inside me but the vibration on my clit are driving me out of my psyche. `` Let 's try a little experiment. '' I can barely hear you let alone understand, I 'm so consumed with the vibrations that feel like they 're coming from all face. `` Almost forgot one last affair. spread out up, little girl. '' Through the daze I realize you 're trying to stupefy something in my mouth. I open it to protest, but you 're speedy and before I know what 's going on, you 've lifted my head and are securing the ball gag in office.

'' Have fun baby, I 'll be back in a patch. ``

Wait, what ?

You walk out of the bedroom and shut the door behind you. I ca n't detect the energy to struggle, but I watch the door, hoping that you were n't grievous. As the arcminute pass, and the vibrations become harder to neglect, I believe you are n't coming back right away. I start to panic and wiggle as best I can but to no service. I 'm stuck here at your mercy. And fuck I think I might cum again.

The vibrations seem to increase in strength though I 'm not sure if it 's just my imagination. `` Ungh ! Mmmmmm, ahhh ! '' I moan as best I can with a gag in my mouth. I convulse as the waves of pleasure hit me. But the vibrations only increment. The unending cycle of coming and increasing quiver goes on for what seems like an timeless existence. I 'm barely able-bodied to abide conscious at this point after each orgasm. I lost count a longsighted clock time ago and I do n't know if it 's been minutes or hours. My clitoris is numb but my body still pulses with the changeless stimulation and I do n't get it on which way is even up any more.

I do n't hear the door candid so I 'm startled when your face appears through my hazy visual sensation. `` Have you had a good prison term ? '' It takes me a mo to action the question so I weakly nod. One by one, you turn off the vibes and take everything out of me. After a moment, I wake up enough to realise just how quiet it is now. `` I think you woke the neighbour, love. '' You laugh, saying `` Not that I care. I definitely enjoyed listening to that. ``

You untie both of my branch and turn away then so they 're pointing straight up. Getting on your knees on the bed, you stroke your fully rear stopcock and push button into my pussy again. My feet are on your shoulder, my hands are still tied above my head teacher to the bed. Leaning forward, you begin to fuck me roughly and wrap your manpower around my cervix. Squeezing gently with your thumb in just the right spot, you cut off my air supply for a few moments, allowing me to get light headed. You release the pressing and do it again.

I ca n't verbalise through the gag, even if I wanted to. I feel the pounding from your thrusts and your deal around my neck. I smile inside as I know I 'm safe with you and you 're using me for your pleasure. This is what makes me happiest, when you 're getting what you need and want, no affair what you do with me.

Pound, Syrian pound, pound. You must have really enjoyed hearing to me with the vibrators. You 're giving my pussy a pounding that I 'll definitely feel for a few days. Irish punt, punt, pound. You groan and pull out, lift my pegleg even in high spirits, and plunge right into my asshole. I scream into the gag, unprepared and now in quite a bit of unexpected pain.

You pull out a bit and get-up-and-go in, pressing past the limit keeping you out. Once fully inside, you resume your punishing step, fucking my SOB and enjoying it. `` Ahhhhhhh ! '' is all that comes out from between my backtalk.

'' Fuck baby. This is so wet ! '' You slam in and out of me a few More times and then freeze, balls deep as you pump loads of seed deep inside. You slowly withdraw and set about releasing my hands from their bonds. I rub my shoulder while cum leaks out of my ass. You plop down on the bed next to me and pull me close.

The only thing I hear before falling asleep is `` How long will the kids be gone ? ''