Taking the Plunge with Daddy Book 2 Part 1
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He pulled his dripping cock out of me..oh wow every inch and I'm holding,
holding on to him..then alone.... and he got up silently and went to the
bedroom. I heard the shower running.
A strange stillness seemed to enter the room, as I gazed up and out of
the floor-to-ceiling window next to me, laying there on the fur rug.
The night sky is so beautiful here. My skin was alive, textural, alert;
my senses a shimmering blanket of light, my mind at once empty of all
thought, and racing with submission and love, questioning what it means,
what is life... what Daddy had turned me into...into myself again.
And I never said my safe word. I went there with him...
I turned over slowly and crawled to the large sectional couch against the
wall opposite the fireplace. I wasn't even going to try to stand up. I
scooched myself onto the couch and fell into a fetal position on my side,
staring back at the fireplace now, the pretty, dancing flames so
dangerous and warm...
I was scared of a feeling - a real love entering me. A love for him and
for my place in our relationship, as his owned masochistic slut. It was
such a beautiful feeling, to be accepted for all my faults and
perversions and needs, and to be able to give him just what he needs from
me, what he wants and has been seeking, finding it in me...
The scrambled, knotted ropes of our separate sexual and emotional lives
were becoming untied and ready to be bound together...it was frightening
to be honest. I mean, I thought I was a straight guy with a part-time
sissy kink a few months ago and now I'm.....I'm eagerly taking Daddy's
cum inside me, my body streaked with his belt marks, wearing denim high-
heel ankle boots and a girls' jean jacket and nothing else except my cage
and the most girly femme nipple and belly button piercings and dainty
chains that I could find. Oh yea - and the locked pink bondage collar
that I gladly accepted.
But.....I could see contentment with myself, with her, for once,
somewhere out there - here curled up on the couch with all my emotions
and the fireplace.
Daddy came back from the bedroom with a small blue plastic container,
picking up the serving plate of hard cheese and grapes that he was making
when we began our devotion to each other...
He placed the plate of food on the other end of the couch and sat down
between me and the plate, right next to me..
"Come, babygirl." He patted his lap, his hand tapping his luscious
jeans. He smelled good.
I was moving by instinct now: Daddy says it, and I obey him....
Silently I stretched out my legs and put my face on his lap softly,
nestled on his denim, turning my head to him, my nose right next to his
belly... Daddy Daddy..
I brought my hands up to grip and squeeze his legs, holding on like a
small child not wanting to lose her parent's hand at a busy train
station.
"Have something to eat, angel; the grapes are very sweet."
I picked a grape off the plate and it's sweetness hit me like a million
hot fudge sundaes all in one little sugar bomb. My body was craving this
after what we had just done...
Then I inhaled sharply, my back tensing from Daddy's strong fingers,
suddenly so cold on my belt marks, but he was delicate...and it feels so
so good....
He had brought a container of healing lotion (CeraVe, great for this) and
he was giving me the 'aftercare' that I had read about when exploring the
BDSM lifestyle on line... I never really understood the concept until
now, and how important and wonderful it is to give everything and be
cared for because of it....gratitude goes both ways, even though our
passion lies down a strange road...
Daddy gently massaged the lotion into my back and thighs, being so
delicate and soft on all the stinging pink streaks crisscrossing my ass,
legs, and back by the dozen. We must have looked like a Helmut Newton
photo there on the couch, in the light of the fireplace, me lying in his
lap, mostly naked with my body coursed with signs of submission, and
Daddy bare chested and calm, his strong controlling hand caring for me...
Minutes passed in silence as I felt his soothing touch all over...
"Turn over, princess," he said.
I turned and rested my head on his lap, gazing up at him.
Daddy.
In his arms now, he's so quiet and gentle with me...I guess I soothed the
wild beast with my mouth and pussy...I smiled, thinking of it, giggling
softly to myself...
I saw a little smile on Daddy when he noticed mine, knowing that his
aftercare was working....
He started gently working the lotion into my chest, my nipples, my
thighs, surprising me with how soft his touch was...my skin just waxed
and smooth and on sexual fire from Daddy's perfect use...
"You can talk freely, angel," he said quietly.
But I had nothing to say, really. It was all just said through sex,
through my submission to him, through our planning for this weekend, for
each other....
"Thank you, Daddy....for everything," I said quietly, trying not to burst
out in tears of acceptance and love and sissy joy.
"Thank you, princess. You made me very happy today."
"You made me happy too, Daddy."
"Daddy?" I asked him, letting him know that I kinda had a big thing to
say, and just had to say it.
"Yes, babygirl."
"I'm....I'm sorry I have so many...um like, so many problems"
He laughed softly and said, "I love your problems, princess. Someday
you'll tell me all about them, won't you?"
"Yes, Daddy, I will...someday."
I watched him silently attending to my body, the cool lotion and his
fingers feeling heavenly on my skin, curing my pain, healing me...
Should I tell him what went through my mind, about...about love?....no,
don't say anything else...don't mention anything like that, not
yet...just...just accept...accept yourself and be free with him, I told
myself. I don't have to say anything; we're saying it just being
together now....
--to be continued
Myra
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