She took a deep breath and exhaled, her mind spinning.
“Oh, my God,” she whispered. Her hands trembled, she looked like she could barely speak. It took her several moments before she could form a sentence. “We’re… really going to do this, aren’t we…”
I joked with her, “Well, it will mostly be you, not we.”
She smiled radiantly at me. “You wild man. So, this is why we haven’t had sex all day, you were getting me all charged up for this.”
“That’s right. You will wear this, too.”
I showed her the collar I had delivered a few weeks ago from an online store. A thick black leather band complete with a solid buckle and two separate loops.
But the best part was the big chrome letters that spelled out “BITCH”.
Melanie nearly swooned when she saw that. I had to pull it away as she reached for it.
“Not yet. Enema, and clean up but don’t shower. I want you smelling all natural for our boy. After that, I will put you in Bitch Mode.”
– – – – –
Mel arrived back in the kitchen precisely an hour later. I made her stop as she approached me so I could take a good look at her. It’s amazing, I thought. After almost two and a half years, just the very sight of her still enthralled me. She sighed, pretending to be annoyed at me. But she loved it, she loved the attention I lavished on her. And when I admired her, and inspected her, well it made her juices flow.
“Take off your shirt, hon.”
She pulled the thin t-shirt up and over her head. Some of her long blonde hair cascaded gently over her breasts, the rest flowed down her back.
“Hands on your hips… mmm hmm… shoulders back… good girl.”
Her full breasts jutted out, her stiff pink nipples poking through her hair. I walked to her, and pushed her hair back over her shoulders so I could inspect her breasts.
She was rather proud of her breasts, and they drew many looks and stares. She was concerned about future sagging due to their size and weight, but I always tried to reassure her that they were spectacular. I gently cupped both breasts in my hands, feeling their substantial weight.
D-cups. Motherfucking D-cups. Tipped with gorgeous coral-pink nipples whose lighter pink areola were a full three inches across. Just perfect.
A soft moan escaped her lips as my fingers encircled her stiffening nipples. I looked into her eyes as I gently pinched those firm nips. Her eyelids fluttered a bit and then partially closed as she enjoyed the sensations.
I stepped back and told her to remove her shorts, which she did while shimmying from side to side. Her hair and breasts swayed and she smiled as they finally dropped to the floor. She wore no underwear. That’s my girl.
“Turn around, show Daddy.”
Obediently, she did a half turn and spread her legs about a foot apart. Already I could see her glistening lips below her luscious ass, but she knew I wanted more. Wordlessly, she grabbed her ass cheeks, and slowly pulled them apart, showing me all she had.
She turned and smiled, still spreading her ass cheeks, and asked me, “How do I look, Daddy?”
“Well now, let me look and see.”
I bent forward to inspect her.
Her asshole beckoned me. Completely hairless from lasering when she was younger, her crinkled little skin begged to be licked. I gave her a few laps with my tongue, just to test. She moaned and had to put a hand on the nearby chair to steady herself. You have to understand, Melanie was coming up to almost twenty-four hours without an orgasm; she gets pretty feisty the longer she goes without.
Moving my face down a little, I gently licked her opening and surrounding flesh while my nose rested on her asshole. Breathing in her natural scents just intoxicated me.
I could just take her right here, right now on the kitchen table.
However, we weren’t here for me. We were here for Melanie and Duke.
I stood up and slapped/grabbed an ass cheek firmly in my hands. She yelped, and then moaned at my rough treatment.
“This is mine.”
“Yes, Jim.”
“All of you, all of this.” I slid my hand over her ass and pussy. “All of this, is mine.”
Melanie looked back at me. “Jim, my love. You own me. I’m completely yours.”
“Stand up, girl, and face me.”
I put my arms around her, pulled her in close to me and we kissed softly. I was trying to be slow and romantic but Melanie was a little too wound up for that. I decided not to tease her any more, but I did want to talk to her for a couple minutes. We broke the kiss.
“Hon,” I began. “It’s going to get pretty intense over the next few hours.”
“Hours?” she asked, incredulously.
I smiled back.
“Yeah, hours. I will be very rough with you at times, super rough even. And of course, Duke will be having his way with you. Are you okay with that?”
She nodded.
“No, Melanie. You have to say it out loud.”
“Sorry. Yes, I’m okay with all that.”
“Also, starting right now, there will be punishments for infractions that you incur. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Jim.”
I spanked her ass pretty hard.
“From now on you will call me Daddy or Sir. Or Master if you’re so inclined, but… that one’s a little strange for me.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy. That’s how I think of you, my Daddy.”
I smiled, I loved when she called me that. My cock was already beginning to fill. “Good. And?”
She looked perplexed so I spanked her again.
“I… I’m sorry Daddy, but I don’t know what I’m supposed to say…”
“Manners, little one. Manners are very important. I’ve spanked you several times now.”
I slapped her ass again, harder this time.
“Yes, Daddy. Of course. Forgive me, I forgot. Thank You so much for spanking me and instructing me.”
She looked down at the floor submissively.
“Of course, darling. I only want what’s best for you. Remember our safe words? Yellow means ‘warning I’m almost in trouble’, and Red means ‘Stop everything this second.’ Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy, Yellow and Red. Thank you, Daddy.”
“Good girl.” I put my finger under her chin and lifted her face to me.
“Listen carefully. This will be unlike any scene we’ve ever done. We’re gonna go way out there.” I held her face in both my hands. “Just remember how much I love you. I’ve always loved you and I always will. No matter what transpires, it comes from a place of love. It comes from trying to fulfill both of our desires, especially the very dark ones. Just remember, I’ve got you. Always.”
Her eyes got a little glassy as I spoke. But she wanted this, she wanted to submit completely to me. We had talked about this a lot, she wanted to give me all the power.
She wanted me to completely and utterly dominate her.
And I was going to give her all I had.
I got her ‘Bitch’ collar and held it in front of her.
“Is that mine, Daddy?”
“Yes princess, it is. Are you ready to be a bitch?”
“Yes please, Daddy!”
I slowly caressed her cheek with the black leather, then moved the collar down her neck and fastened it around her throat, snugly.
Melanie moaned softly as I tugged on the collar, then I snapped the chrome leash onto one of the hoops on the collar.
She spoke in a soft whisper, “Thank you, Daddy.” She tried to remain calm, but I could see her excitement by the way she bit her lip, the way her fingers tapped on her thighs.