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| Drew_Heller |
It's been so long since we had some time together. Some time for us, no interruptions, no-one to poke their nose in.
Today for once I have you all to myself.
You look at me grinning, taunting, teasing me - wanting me to make the first move. I know what you want; sex, some kinky play and then cuddles. All the time us knowing that it comes down to when you want to stop.
No. Not today.
You watch me as I strip, you're already naked and I love your body, I love to kiss, lick, touch, grope, bite it. Nothing feels better than when my cum is covering your body.
But today it's not about you.
You kiss and touch me as we start that dance, that moment where we start to explore each other - sometimes it's a kiss, other times we're licking and sucking each other. Today you're touching me and you whisper in my ear, "I want you daddy".
You feel me smile, but you don't see the look in my eyes. Yeah you can have daddy, but daddy is going to have his little girl - every inch of her.
As you pull away you see that gaze in my eyes - you know that look too well, it's when I'm at my worst and it's when you fear that I'm too much. Normally you only see this look when we've been playing for a while and it's at it's most intense, but to see it now - your expression is one of fear...
But it's already too late... I hear you scream out as I punch you in the jaw hard; stunned you don't know what to do - whether to scream, fight or escape. Those moments are enough for me to get the rope around your wrists (dirty rope - oh how it now comes in useful!) I keep you on your front and watch as you writhe around trying to escape, but you know deep down that it's futile - for all you forget it, I am stronger and more violent and the things I can do to you if you don't do as you're fucking told will hurt.
The rope goes around your ankles and you cry out as you feel your legs spread - try as much as you can, they pull apart exposing your cunt to me.
I'm not going to gag you or blindfold you - I want you to see everything and I want to hear you so I know you feel it.
I love how you scream out as I begin to take the wire flex across your tits - yeah I'm not fucking about today, I'm not being fluffy - I want you to hurt and to bleed and to feel every single lash across you. Red marks turn into welts then lacerations, the blood slowly but inevitably seeping out.
But I'm not even started yet. You look at me wide eyed as you see the belt, ah yeah you know this belt and what it means to me - the crack it makes over your cunt and the inside of your legs is divine, your screaming and cursing amazing. What I love is that you're not asking me to stop, just giving me abuse. I watch as your clit and your cunt lips go bright red with each crack of leather on skin, it must be so excruciating knowing that I'm doing this and you can't stop me.
I take the belt and lash the rest of your body - tits stomach, arms, legs - the wide red marks of the belt glowing against your pale skin. You think that I'm done with your tits? Think again... The crocodile clips I keep in my drawer are perfect for now - I debate whether to use electrics or heat on the metal of the clips, but I think the teeth of the clips will provide more than enough discomfort.
You scream out as I apply them and then press down on them hard - I smile at you and ask why you're screaming, this is what daddy wants after all...
I loosen the ropes on your legs and flip you over, ah perfect. You know, I adore your body so much, when we make love, when we sleep in that same bed, feeling your skin on mine makes me feel amazing.
Taking the rubber pipe to your arse and hearing that thud makes me feel more amazing though... You cry out each time, six of the best on each cheek I always remembered and I don't aim to disappoint, blow after blow on your arse - the thick red welts mounting more and more. Then the flogging, I'm not going to give you the nice dull heavy flogger no it's the sharp nasty rubber one, that one that stings. I'm impressed at how hard your skin has become already as I land blow upon blow upon blow on the same place. Tough skin - soon there will the blood spotting but even then I may not stop.
I'm not a truly mean person, I don't want to hurt you so much that we stop, so I end the flogging and grab your hair. Pulling back your head, I see your eyes are red and puffy and swollen from crying. I'm actually glad you're crying - now you are understanding what pain is like, not just the physical pain, but the emotional pain of how someone can just do this to you and not care.
I smile at you lovingly and you say the word please. I continue to smile as I slap you round the face repeatedly, then drop your head into the pillow.
I take the tawse and look at it - you look at me in horror, yeah I've never used one on you before. Now is the time. All I can hear is you screaming, you see im not paddling you lightly, it's constant; using all my strength to hit you as hard as I can. You go from screaming to sobbing and then to begging. Now we're getting somewhere.
I undo the ropes on your legs and give you that moment of freedom, I watch as you move your legs and ankles, trying to find a way to escape. No such luck. I'm on you, mounted you. You feel the cold slick sensation of lube on your arsehole. All I can hear you pant is "please no, not there, please no, not there". You cry out in agony as I push my cock in slowly. "What daddy wants daddy takes" I hiss as I begin to fuck your arse. You sob away, but I know that deep down doing this to you turns you on - you know how? I can feel how wet your cunt is. So wet, so lovely to lick and suck and bite. I begin to finger you roughly at the same time, three fingers four, thumb pressing in as well.
The sobbing turns to groaning as I fuck your arse and finger your cunt. I'm getting more and more turned on by this and I can feel you orgasm over and over again. You keep saying please as it happens but I don't stop - I WONT stop until I'm satisfied.
Finally I feel myself ready to cum, you gasp out as you feel me fill your arse with cum. Shocked and delighted with my violation of you.
I know what you want now - cuddles, me to tell you that you're lovely and that it's all ok. But I'm still not done.
I bind your ankles apart again and take the scalpel. You look at me in sheer panic, waves of pleasure and exhaustion and fear all mixing into one. You cry out as you feel me cut beside your cunt lips, down one side first and down another.
I finish and smile as I see the blood seep into the cut layers of skin "perfect" is all I say
DADDY'S SLUT
You're almost broken, but I have one last thing to do. I release your binds and watch as you curl into that foetal position - so beautiful. You have no idea how much I love seeing you like that after play and sex, how much I want to protect you and cherish you and make sure no-one will ever harm you. Just like I've always done.
You hardly move as you feel my piss cover you, covering you, marking you as mine.
So there you lay, pissed on, broken and hurting. I put the bedsheet over you, put on my clothes and walk out of the door. No goodbyes just leaving you there.
But as I said, sometimes it's not always about you.
| 18 Dec 11, 6:05 PM flame_lily UK(NW), 7 yrs    |
Stunning piece of writing...nom nom nom!  |
