Taking the Plunge with Daddy Book 2 Part 1
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"Good girl, get on your knees. Hold the dildo in front of you where I can
see your face."
I dropped to my knees again in front of the dresser, holding the dildo
pointing at my open mouth.
"Not like that, you dirty slut. Hold it with both hands."
I held the thick 9-inch dildo out like a sacred offering in both hands,
showing Daddy, being obedient and trying to obey. My mind was still
lightheaded from the belt around my neck, my cheeks red and stinging a
bit, and I was falling deep into that sub-space already.
"When I'm on a trip, and we talk like this, it's your job to get me off.
Understand, whore?"
"Yes, Daddy," I replied as innocently as I could
"I'm going to push you tonight, trisha. Do you know why?"
"Be..because it pleases you, Daddy?"
"That's right, and since your body is mine now, I can do what I want with
it. Isn't that right, princess?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"I want your throat tonight, only your throat. Pledge it to me."
Ohhh Daddy...we had spoken during our many internet chats of our mutual
kink of a kind of formal behavior, like reinforcing my position under him
and my devotion to him by always saying it out loud in different ways.
I could feel that sissy lust overwhelming me now, all for Daddy as I
began: "I pledge my throat to Daddy, for Daddy's pleasure and use."
"More," he said, his voice getting lower and I noticed him adjusting
himself in the FaceTime window, knowing he was opening his robe and
taking out that beautiful cock somewhere in a fancy hotel in Europe
"I pledge my whore throat to Daddy and Daddy's cock. Daddy owns my mouth
and my throat and I pledge it to Daddy use and do anything Daddy wants."
"Why, baby?"
"Because I'm Daddy's fucktoy slut and Daddy owns me."
"Very good, princess, you always make Daddy happy with your eager
attitude."
I wanted to burst out smiling and twirl around like a little girl, and
say thank you, Daddy!
I realize looking back that he withheld his compliments from me, and so
any small approval brought a strange, feminine sissy joy into my heart -
I made Daddy happy, and that makes me happy...but my lust for him was
overwhelming and I smiled only slightly, nodding just a bit. I think he
saw it in my eyes.
"Now, babygirl, go to your long mirror. Stick the dildo to the right
height, when you are sitting on your knees."
I stood up as sensually as I felt, sticking my ass out first and then
straightening my knees, looking back at Daddy as I strutted to the full
length mirror on the wall, my 6 inch clear stripper platforms clicking on
the hardwood floor.
I got back down onto my knees in front of the mirror and found the right
height, sticking the big suction cup to the mirror. The dildo really
looked enormous hanging there, with it's huge balls and wide head - I
felt a little fear, knowing that I'd never gotten this thing into any of
my holes before.
"I want to see you in profile, slut, so adjust the phone," he commanded
me.
Quickly I crawled back a few feet to the dresser and picked up the phone,
moving it to a small end table next to my bed. I propped it up and could
see the huge dildo hanging there, with enough room for me to be on my
knees and in frame.
"That should do, bitch. Get your other drink out and sip it with me, up
close."
I opened the small cube fridge and pulled out the second strong whisky
and Diet Coke that I had made before. I brought it right up to the phone
and took a sip as I looked at Daddy.
He had a drink in his hand also, and he was staring at me, right into my
eyes. I waited for another order, but then realized this was the order,
to lock eyes with Daddy, to really see each other - and something
emotional happened, it was like we suddenly were there together in the
same room, touching each other as we both sipped slowly, our eyes meeting
in silence, never looking away. I thought I might cry from the feminine
submissive emotions I was feeling but I remember what Daddy told me -
'there is a time to cry, and a time to turn your tears in to lust' - and
I did.....my whole body felt like it was heating up as I stared right at
Daddy, into his deep eyes, caring for me, loving me, using me, training
me, and wanting me as I wanted him.
After I few minutes, or was it more, I couldn't tell, he told me to
finish up, and I did, placing the empty glass next to the phone on the
end table. I felt like I was in a trance after staring at Daddy, and
would have done just about anything he asked me, "What do you say, cunt?"
"Thank you, Daddy," I said with the mix of lust and sweetness that turned
us both on so much
He chuckled once. "We'll see if you are thanking me later. In front of
the mirror, now."
I crawled right in front of the mirror, sitting up on my knees, the huge
dildo right in front of me.
"Is this the big one that you told me about?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good...very good...show me how much you want it, just kisses and licks,
princess, get it wet."
Oh Daddy...I love when he lets me express my lust for him - trisha's
lust, the lust of a sissy coming out, or rather kicking the doors down to
the closet she's been in for the man who is guiding her there...
I checked my body position, remembering Daddy's rule of total female
presentation at all times, and arched my ass out as far as I could over
my heels, trying to put that cocksucker's curve into my back that the
porn stars are so good at.
With small wet kisses from my red-painted lips I began, kissing the dildo
- or as I thought of it, Daddy's cock, slowly and tenderly, remembering
his taste and fleshy strength from our hotel date. I moved down so
slowly to the base, with occasional long wet licks underneath...and
moaning, always moaning like the girl that I am inside, the wanton total
cockwhore who needs this more than she could ever accept before.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," I heard Daddy moan softly in my earbuds as I covered the
cock with gentle girly kisses and wet licks, my mouth filling with too
much spit which I started to let drip from my tongue to the
shaft....waiting for it almost to fall, then licking it up again in the
sluttiest way I could think of.
Before long the dildo was shining wet and I glanced over at the phone and
saw the lust in Daddy's eyes, staring between my denim-covered ass in the
new tight hip huggers with the cute pink belt, and my wet mouth
worshipping this cock as if it was him...so many cues I gave him, the
blonde pig tails, the 'yes daddy' crop top, all for you Daddy, all for
you....
"Do you want more, princess?" he said softly.
"Yes, Daddy please please Daddy may I?" I whispered back, seemingly
unable to talk in a full voice I was so full of sissy lust for him
"Get that belt."
It was on the floor next to me, but out of frame; I picked it up
"Tie your hands behind you and show me."
I did, putting my wrists in the belt and pulling it as tight as I could.
I lifted my wrists behind me to show Daddy, and even though the belt was
probably not as tight as if someone else was doing it, it kept my hands
there, and reminded me of my place, a place I am willingly going under
Daddy's hand. Oh Daddy Daddy, use me use me just like this please, I
thought...
"Just the head in your whore mouth, and slowly princess. Just like I'm
there with you."
The second whisky was giving me a strong warm buzz now and I was going
deep into it, wanting to give Daddy the best, most sensual blowjob and
mouthfuck if I can be so naughty, that he's ever dreamed of
I took the head into my mouth so so slowly, opening my wet lips around it
and sucking it in gently...moaning as I moved my head around in like a
figure 8, almost pulling off and going back down just to the ridge and
back again...in my mind, Daddy is sitting in front of me letting me milk
him with my eager sissy cunt of a mouth, letting me taste him again...
I was moving faster around his head, I mean the dildo's head...moaning
now, getting lost in my lust for him when he said, "Off, bitch."
I pulled off and looked over at Daddy in the phone, I was panting like a
dog
"Your mouth stays open the rest of the night with me, understood?"
"Yes, Daddy," I replied desperately, immediately opening my mouth again
to show him
"Back, and obey me."
I quickly moved my open mouth back to the dripping head, knowing that we
are just beginning now...
"Down slowly, princess, just an inch more."
I pushed down yes yes Daddy use my slut mouth, use it, turn it into your
fuckhole please Daddy I thought as I felt my mouth fill up from the giant
dildo
"One more inch, slowly now....slower.....keep going."
I pushed down farther, knowing the huge head was getting close to the
opening of my throat...and I was gonna gag....oh I don't want to gag, but
but...
"Agghhhhh!" My first gag came out before I could think, I couldn't stop
it, and my mouth started to fill with dripping spit.
"Good bitch...hold it right there."
Oh Daddy....he was having me hold it right at the entrance of my throat,
tickling it where it made me gag the most.
Over and over I gagged trying to hold it there, making that muffled moan,
you know the one girls, that's so scary and so hot at the same time.
My mouth started drooling; I felt the first drip down my chin and onto
the floor under the dildo.
"Agggghhhhh......agggghhhhh....aggghhhhhh...." i gagged, until my eyes
were watery and ready to run down my cheeks from it...but it was so so
hot, training me like this, making me want him more and more, debasing
myself...I needed it, I craved serving Daddy like this, exactly like
this....
"Off, bitch" he said lustily, breathing deeply just as I was. I held my
wet, dripping mouth open and showed him wanting only more, more, more
Daddy.....
"Catch your breath, babygirl."
I nodded, but kept my mouth open, my arms still tied behind me with the
black leather belt.
"Good girl, back down slowly, same place."
I did it again, wanting only to be filled, only to have my mouth used the
way I had dreamed of so many times, but never like this which was so much
hotter and sluttier - I thought us sissies were the sluttiest, but Daddy
is really pushing me down deeper and I need it...
I moved my dripping lips back to the thick cock and took it in with a
high sissy moan, moving slowly, ever so slowly down until again it was
tickling the back of my throat...I didn't gag right away, in fact,
somehow my gag reflex was a little behind now - it seemed to be waiting
for me, aware that I was trying to control it...
"Now, more, slut. Open it up."
His deep lust-filled voice in my ears just as if he was standing there
before me...I needed him inside more just as he wanted...
As soon I pushed down, feeling the first opening stretch of the giant
cock in my throat, my gagging came back harder than before..the dildo was
just so thick, so thick, Daddy...
"Aaaggghhhhh........aaagghhhhh......aggghhhhh!!"
"Hold it there, bitch!"
Tears started running from my eyes from the gagging, streaking my cheeks,
my mouth dripping on the cock as I gagged hard over and over...I was
running out of breath but didn't want to pull off.
"Off!"
I pulled off quickly with a loud gasp, drawing in air as fast as I could,
deep hard breaths....and always my mouth open, always open and dripping
for Daddy.
"What do you love?" he asked me.
"I love Daddy's cock."
"How much?"
"More than anything, Daddy, more than anything."
He paused, letting me breathe, I didn't care, I just waned to please him.
"Back down now, slowly to the same place."
I took some deep inhales trying to fill my lungs with as much air as I
could, and moved my mouth back to the huge cock, pushing down again as my
mouth filled up with the girth.
First to the entrance of my throat, then just inside opening me up...I
was now about halfway down the 9 inch monster, making a puddle of sissy
saliva dripping off my chin and on to my knees in the new jeans and the
floor in front of them.
The gags came less and less frequently this time, Daddy had me repeat to
this depth about 5 times until I could just take it to there and
almost....not quite, but almost do it without a gag.
"Off, bitch......Do you remember what I told you, princess, about what
your mouth has to become?"
I nodded, unsure if I could actually still speak, feeling only like a
mindless fucktoy, Daddy's eager fuckhole, but I squeaked out a reply as
his words were etched into my sissy brain forever:
"My...ahhh." I had to cough up some thick wet spit from the back of my
throat to speak.
"My throat has to become Daddy's wet open cunt."
"That's right baby. And what is your throat?"
"My throat is Daddy's cunt."
"Say it again."
"My throat is Daddy's cunt!"
"And what do you want to ask me, princess?"
"P...please fuck my...my cunt of a throat, Daddy? Please fuck my
throat?"
Oh god I still kinda can't believe the things that can come out of a
sissies mouth when lost in the depths of lust, but I believe it - it was
me saying them, wanting them, believing it all, and doing it with Daddy's
instructions, his sweet painful training...ohh Daddy see how much I need
you...
The dildo was dripping now with my spit, shining and soaked.
"Lick your spittle off of it, whore, show me what a slut you are."
Oh Daddy yes yes...my throat really needed a few minutes to rest and I
wanted this so bad...I pushed out my pink tongue and started to lick the
cock, moaning and squealing as I moved along the bottom of it hanging
there on the mirror, licking up the few long strands of spit that were
falling off of it...
"Mmmmmm...good girl. Back down now, slut, to the same place."
Again I opened my mouth and pushed down, this time my gag reflex was
lesser, becoming open and relaxed around the huge cock, but still only
about half way there.
"Now...listen closely, trisha, I'm going to count to 3 and then you will
go all the way down to the base and hold it. Understand?"
I nodded yes yes yes with my mouth full of the thick cock.
"1.....2.....3"
And I did it. I forced myself down onto the cock for the first time,
feeling it's impossible girth stretching my throat so deep...I had only
felt anything like this once before...last Friday, in the hotel with
Daddy....suddenly my nose was against the mirror, spit pouring from my
chin...and the gags came back hard...harder than ever, but softer just
from the cock muffling my ability to make any noise
Over and over I choked on it, holding myself there until Daddy would show
my throat some mercy, running out of breath, getting scared, but not
moving my mouth....Daddy Daddy please please!!! I thought, my mind
exploding in fright and lust and pain and cock...
"Off!"
I pulled off so fast that I fell over with a thud, gasping, panting for
air, my arms behind me unable to stop my fall.
"Get up, slut" he commanded and I did as quickly as I could, my mind
emptying of any resistance, anything but yes Daddy..yes Daddy...
"Catch your breath, bitch", he said. I could hear in his voice that lust
from our hotel date...I knew I was pleasing him, turning him on, he must
be rock hard by now, I hope Daddy is....I was being the obedient
masochistic slave he wanted, and which I needed to be...he was freeing me
by enslaving me to him, and we both needed it more than anything
"In position again," he ordered.
I moved, my dripping mouth just at the head of the cock now, covered in
sticky wet throat-spit.
"Now babydoll, every time your whore mouth is on it for the rest of the
night, you will go all the way down, understand?"
"Yes, Daddy."
Omg
"Down and count to 15, and back up, slowly this time so you don't fall
over like a fucking dumb cunt."
I was pretty deep in the subspace now, a drooling cocksucking mess of a
slut, and I needed this, I craved it....and I went back down.
Over and over again for maybe 30-40 minutes, I sat there on my knees
taking the cock in and holding it all the way down for longer and longer
times...until my gag reflex was almost gone...sometimes when counting to
15, or 20, or 30, I would let out one hard 'ahhhhhgggggh!" Then it would
subside again...
My cheeks were wet with tears, my eyes bloodshot and pupils dilated, my
chin absolutely dripping, a big puddle of my sissy drool in front of me
and dripping down my neck, chest and jeans, my throat was sore in a
strange way, not painful but open...so open.......my mouth had...
My mouth had become Daddy's cunt.
My mouth had become Daddy's cunt...at last...
I heard him breathing deeply in the earbuds, and I knew he must be close
to cumming.
"Untie the belt around your wrists, bitch."
I did wondering..did Daddy cum already? Maybe I hope so, cause I don't
know how much more my throat can take...
"Get your lipstick and paint those cunt lips in front of me."
I crawled to the dresser where I had put the lipstick down, grabbed it
and crawled to the mirror so Daddy could watch. As sensually as I could,
lost in lust and subspace obedience, I reapplied the lipstick, bright hot
red, smacking my lips and licking them in spite of the drool dripping off
my chin and all over me.
"Take the dildo off the mirror and come here, closer, right up close."
I dropped the lipstick and peeled the huge suction cup from the mirror
and crawled right up to the phone, to Daddy, his image blurry from the
tears in my eyes.
"Look at me, princess, and don't look away. What is your mouth?"
"My mouth is Daddy's wet open cunt" choking out the words as my throat
was a little sore, but deliciously sore.
"Good...look at me now...don't look away...when I tell you, fuck your new
cunt until I cum...I want it hard and fast, understand, bitch?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good girl....and trisha...Daddy is very proud of you."
With these last words, he touched me and I swear he made me want to rape
my own throat as hard as I could for him, all for Daddy, I'll be good
Daddy I'll make you proud, make you cum over and over I promise....
I stared into his eyes, he let me stare for a long minute as we connected
again, now his debased, dripping wet sissy fucktoy and her Daddy.,.
together...
"Do it, whore."
And I began, immediately pushing the huge dildo all the way into me, down
my throat and around my newly painted lips, pumping it hard and fast..
The tears started flowing down my cheeks again from the cock stretching
me...I only pulled out to breathe, a few long deep gasps and right back
down, fucking myself for Daddy...I'll make you proud Daddy I
promise...yes yes fuck me fuck my throat fuck my cunt of a mouth
Daddy...over and over so hard...the heavy balls against my chin, covered
again in my wet sticky drool...pumping, slamming the cock into me, and
out again, never losing eye contact with Daddy
"Yes, bitch, yes.." he said and I knew he was close...then I heard him
"UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH!!!" Daddy was cumming so so hard, yes yes Daddy yes
yes cum please please Daddy I love your cum I love your cock so much!!
I pushed the dildo in and held it all the way inside me, bottoming out as
I heard him cum, staring though my tears at his image on the screen as I
ran out of breath
I heard him take a deep inhale.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh........mmmmmm......take it out, bitch," he said,
sounding spent.
I pulled the dripping cock out of my throat for the last time.
We were silent for a little while, as Daddy got up and went to the
bathroom...oh how I wished I was there in that room to lick him clean, to
serve him....
He came back after a bit and said, "Get yourself cleaned up and ready for
bed, babygirl. No more talking until tomorrow so you can rest your new
cunt."
I nodded, really unsure if I could actually speak after that.
"Don't forget your night pictures." And Daddy hung up.
I flopped onto the floor and stared at the ceiling for who knows how
long. Things were changing really fast now, I thought....but I love
it...she loves it...she is me....
'Say your mantra, trisha,' I told myself and I did in my mind over and
over again.
"My name is trisha, and Daddy owns my mouth and my pussy........"
--to be continued
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