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The following post is a piece of original erotica, written and edited by yours truly, which contains sex, BDSM and Daddy/babygirl play.  You have been warned.

I feel rope.  Rope and summer heat.  Rope and Daddy’s hand smoothing over my ass, teasing me.  He’s going to spank me, I know this much, but I’m so unsure when, how hard, where.  He knows it, I can almost feel him grinning behind me.  I pull on my wrists, but they don’t move, I’m tied, face down, on this bench and I’m almost ashamed at how wet he has me, before he’s even really touched me.  I feel his hand dip between my legs, ghosting over my wet pussy and he laughs a little, so softly I’m not sure it really happened.  I turn my head, just slightly, and smile back at him.

“Will you hurt me Daddy?  Will you hurt me and then fuck me?”  He growls and grabs a handful of my ass, hard, pulling the flesh, and a low moan rips from my mouth.

“I’ll do whatever I want with you, baby girl.  And you’ll love every minute of it, won’t you?”  I whimper, splutter out a yes Daddy.  He knows my thighs are trembling before he looks.  Suddenly I feel his hand pull away half a second before it lands on that sweet spot, just where my ass meets my thigh.  The spot that makes me cringe and moan.  He starts to warm me up, little slaps mixed with hard grabs, and then we move into the hard spanks.  The kind that make me warble and sing.  It’s almost embarrassing how responsive he makes me.  He’s spanking my ass, and every once in a while, just because he can, he slaps my cunt.  And it makes me cry out, throw my head back and tease him with my hair.  He grabs a handful with his left hand and pulls while holding my head down.  He’s so much strength,  it makes me want be on my knees for him.  He knows I like feeling his body on mine, and he leans over me, pressing me into the bench, holding me down even though I can’t move because of the ropes.  He leans into my ear, breath tickling my neck.

“How we doing, baby girl?”  He licks the shell of my ear and I grind into the bench.  I’m aching and needy, wet and incoherent and I just want his cock in my mouth, my cunt, my ass, somewhere.  I also don’t want this sweet torture to end.  I want everything at once, it’s completely overwhelming.  It’s exactly where I knew he’d take me.

“I’m so good Daddy, so green.”  I get a quick good girl before he’s off of me and back to my ass, kneading and tugging, moving closer and closer to where I want his fingers, his cock, and he’s teasing me.  He knows how desperate he has me.  All I can think is please, Daddy, please, Daddy, please, Daddy.  I guess I must have let that slip because he stands back, and I groan as I feel the cool air hit my skin.  I’m covered in a thin layer of sweat and all he’s done is spank me.  I wiggle a bit, test my tethers and find myself just as immobile as I was when he started.  I realize, with a grin, that I’m somewhere about four feet off the floor, hovering above the room and I couldn’t be happier.  I’m brought back to reality as his voice suddenly appears in my ear.

“I’ll be right back, don’t even try to move little girl.”  I nod my head and close my eyes.  I know he’s gone to get his cock on, and I’m salivating at the thought.  He comes back, I hear him enter the room and my eyes snap to where he’s walking towards me, big, heavy cock hanging from his harness and I gasp.  My pussy clenches at the thought that he’s going to put his hard cock inside me, somewhere.  I look up as he walks towards my face and I grin; begin to salivate.  He’s going to fuck my mouth.  He’s going to use my throat.  He’s going to make me swallow that huge cock to the base, choke, gag, slobber all over myself, and he’s going to enjoy every second of it.  I am too.  I love the feel of his cock sliding in and out of my mouth, my tongue running around it, sucking just the head so hard, then slowly sliding it further in my mouth, inch by inch.  He stands in front of me, sees me visibly swallowing, wetting my lips with my tongue and looking up at him, pleading.  He was mildly playful before, but now he’s raw power.  He grabs my chin, strokes my cheek, silently telling me to open my mouth and grips his cock in his other hand, slowly guiding it into my mouth.  I close my lips around it, swirling my tongue over the head and moaning, sending vibrations through it that I know he can feel.  He sucks in a breath, watches me take him in, bit by bit.  Sees the pleasure in my eyes as I worship his cock, feeling him grip my face harder, urging me to take more.  I start to bob my head as best I can before he gets frustrated and moves to untie me, hasty and needy.  I love that I put that lust in him, that I make him want to throw me down and take whatever he wants from me.  He’s got me so worked up, but I’ve managed to do the same to him.  He’s just got one ounce of self-control more than I do.

Once I’m untied he helps me off the bench, quickly, roughly, but not dangerously, always a caring Daddy and helps me to my knees.  I spread my thighs and look up at Him, open my mouth and stick my tongue out flat, begging so pretty for him to let me taste him again.  And it’s him I taste, it’s not a toy, it’s my Daddy.  I don’t feel silicone, I feel him, feel what I do to him, how I turn him on, make him so fucking hard.  He slaps his cock against my tongue once, twice, three times and I know he’s testing my self control.  I want to lunge forward, grab his hips and impale my wet mouth with him, but I wait, look up at him, wide eyed, tongue out, on my knees and wait.  He smirks and gives my face a slap that’s just hard enough to make me moan before he grabs my hair and shoves his cock into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat, making me splutter before I regain control of my reflexes.   I start to feel myself adjust to how big he feels in my mouth, he has to be at least eight inches long, probably longer, and so big around, I can’t touch my fingers together.  I take in more, reaching up to grip his hips as I suck harder, faster, more urgently.  I’m moaning now, all over his cock as it reaches my throat and I let it hit the back a few times before I pull back, swallow a bit and take it all down.  When it goes as far as it can without my help I swallow it, choke on it, take it to the base.  I pull up, spluttering, thick spit from the back of my throat connecting his tip to my lips, a smile on my face as I struggle to catch my breath.

“Fuck baby girl, you’re so good at that.  You’re such a good little cock sucker.”  I smile, take him in my mouth again and swallow around him, holding my head down until I feel the gag threaten me, and then I pull back, gasping.

“Thank you, Daddy.”