Daddy Likes to it When I Disobey so We Can Play Bondage Sex Slave.
Bondage sex slave play is a very potent way to get all my juices flowing. Sometimes I deliberately disobey Daddy just for the punishment I know will follow. Of course, recently, Daddy and I played a scorching game of bad girl bondage for just that reason.
Daddy has particular guidelines for how he likes me to dress and act when we are in public together. Daddy says the guidelines are straightforward and easy to remember. Number 1 is no panties. Then, number 2 is demi bra only so that my nipples are evident. Number 3, my hair is to be worn up off my neck. Lastly, number 4, and probably the most important, always insert the wireless vibrator that Daddy controls at all times. But, sometimes, a girl has so much to remember that it becomes easier to “forget.” Bondage sex slave play is very serious business for Daddy’s girl.
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Daddy picked me up for the party early as usual. When Daddy and I were in the car on the way there, he instructed me to stroke his soft cock to just slightly hard. And, just before getting out of the car, Daddy me instructed to slide my mouth down to the base of his cock so that it could grow harder there. I loved the feeling of Daddy’s hand on the back of my neck as he slowly guided my mouth. As Daddy’s hot load of cum filled my mouth, I could feel my empty pussy fill with juice. Daddy’s bondage sex slave loves extra cum.
I smiled as we walked into the cocktail party, knowing that the evening would likely end with bad girl bondage due to my forgetting Daddy’s vibrator. Daddy and I stayed together for the first half-hour or so. Going to a party with Daddy was always great fun. As we stood talking to his friend, I could feel his fingers brushing back and forth across my right nipple. Daddy chuckled as he heard my breathing quicken. Then I excused myself so that I could go to the ladies’ room. Daddy leaned down to whisper in my ear to be ready for some real fun.
When I came out of the bathroom, I didn’t see Daddy. As I stood at the bar ready to order a drink, I felt Daddy’s hand slide up between my legs from behind. Thankfully the room was dark, so no one could see as Daddy pushed me forward so that he could shove his fingers deep into my empty cunt.
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Daddy slid his mouth against my ear. “Where is it?” his voice shook with barely controlled anger. My legs began to shake as I felt Daddy’s fingers pumping my soaking wet pussy. With a shaky voice, I replied, “I’m sorry, Daddy, I forgot.” Then, Daddy’s fingers left roughly left my pussy. I began to shake when Daddy whispered, “Meet me at the car.”
Daddy didn’t say a word to me on the drive home. I began to get nervous as Daddy followed me into my bedroom. I’d honestly never seen Daddy this angry. Maybe playing bondage sex slave is too risky this time. I didn’t even consider disobeying as he instructed me to strip. I knelt on the bed as Daddy blindfolded me. Daddy whispered against my ear, “I’m so angry that I’m almost afraid to touch you.” My breath caught in my throat as I felt him slide the collar around my throat. The handcuffs that were attached to the collar felt tight on my wrists. As daddy laid me spread-eagled on the bed, I began to shake and moan.
Daddy slid his hard cock deep into my cunt as he tightened the collar around my throat. Another orgasm exploded inside as I felt my air being cut off. My punishment didn’t end there. As he turned me over and fucked me hard in the ass, I couldn’t help smiling a little as I felt his hot cum.
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