A literotic sexstories: From online to becoming real sex slave by deeptinaughty ,
This is the first story of how my loneliness and desperation led to me meeting an older dominant man and how I served him for months.I’m a sexually active young girl who has an open-minded husband and strong desires for kinky sex. I find pleasure in serving dominant older men, and I feel beautiful flaunting my body in public. My body is toned and attractive with full lips, long lashes, and round breasts. My waist is small and my hips are wide, and my butt is round and inviting.
“This is my first story of a series of stories about how my loneliness & desperation led to me meeting an older dominant man and how I served him for months.”Since this is my first story, I’d like to introduce myself.
I’ve always been open-minded and sexually active since I was a young girl. Over time, my desires have only gotten stronger. I’m fortunate to have a husband who not only supports but also encourages my passion for kinky sex and even shares me with other men.
I’m a skilled submissive slutty girl, and serving dominant older men is my one true love. I have no fears about flaunting my body in public and luring in guys for sexual encounters. I can’t imagine living any other way.
About my body:
I’m proud of my body and I feel beautiful showing it off.
My legs are long and toned, with just the right amount of muscular definition and my stomach is tight and flat. My skin is smooth and creamy.
I find myself admiring my seductively attractive face when I look in the mirror. My full lips are a deep red, begging to be kissed. My long lashes flutter with each blink, and my eyes are big and black. My cheeks are red from a mix of sensuality and innocence.
My beautiful, luxurious hair cascades down my back in gentle waves. My lovers enjoy pulling my long hair when they fuck me from behind.
My breasts are round, full, and perky, and my nipples are always hard and begging for attention. They lightly bounce when I walk, catching the attention of every man nearby. My cleavage is deep and inviting. Whether I’m wearing a tight dress or a loose blouse, my breasts draw attention wherever I go.
My waist is small and my hips are wide, making my butt look amazing in any outfit I choose. When I walk, I can feel my ass cheeks swaying and bouncing against my clothes, and I know that everyone can see it too.
My butt is the perfect combination of curves and smoothness. My inviting round and firm butt always tempts those who come close to explore it further. Every time someone looks at my ass, I feel a thrill that courses through me and I can’t help but smile. I’ve seen the way men look at them, and I can feel their desire radiating from them.
My tight and shaved pussy is even more intoxicating.
My pussy is always wet and ready, and my lips are full and inviting. I love to feel my clit swell with pleasure when I’m touched, and I know that my partner loves it too. My pussy is the ultimate pleasure spot, and it’s always ready to be explored. The sensation when I am touched down there is unlike anything else.
Now the story:
I was always a bit of a wild girl. People labelled me as slutty, but to me, it just meant I was enjoying life to the fullest.
I had a really difficult time during the lockdown that followed the Covid-19 pandemic, which has been extremely tragic. My spouse had to travel out of the country to see his relatives, and he became stranded there.
I used to enjoy having a lot of sexual freedom and fun with various partners, but now I was stuck at home with nobody to even talk to.
I grew up in a nudist family and enjoy staying naked at home. So it was now even worse to stay naked at home alone.
Dealing with all the loneliness and being deprived of my independence was extremely difficult. I wanted to return to my previous life of sexual freedom and experimentation.
I came to know about some online hook-up sites and I decided to give it a try.
I had never been on a hook-up website before, so I had no idea what to expect. I quickly realised that the other people on the site were posting nudes of themselves. It seemed like a great way to get more attention and show off, so I decided to take the plunge and post two of my own.
One showed my body from the front side and the other was from the back. I was nervous about posting them, but I was also excited. I figured that if I got enough attention, I could find some local sex partners.
Once I posted the nudes, I started getting a lot of messages. I was surprised by how much attention I was getting. It seemed like everyone wanted to chat with me and most of them were asking to meet up.
I was a bit overwhelmed by all the attention, but it was also exhilarating.
I eagerly responded to the messages and started to chat with the people who had messaged me. We talked about our likes and dislikes, our backgrounds, and our sexual fantasies. I was surprised by how open and honest people were when discussing their desires and fantasies.
The conversations we had were often so thrilling and intense that I soon found myself feeling an overwhelming sense of satisfaction and excitement. I was also surprised by how quickly I began to feel comfortable with the people I was talking to.
One man, in particular, drew my eye. He stated that he is a dominant person in sex and was in his fifties.
His messages were full of sexual innuendos and he seemed to really understand my submissive nature. We used to talk about our likes, dislikes, fantasies, and our experiences in the BDSM world.
As we talked, I felt a strong connection building up with this man. We discussed our ideas and fantasies about BDSM and he spoke with such knowledge and experience. I was enthralled and felt like I had found someone who could really help me in this situation.
We started chatting almost every day, often for hours at a time. During our conversations, he went into great detail about his sexual behaviour with his female partners. He claimed that he treated them as sexual slaves and saw them only as things for his enjoyment and finds pleasure in the power he had over his partners and the satisfaction of having them obey his commands.
He discussed his BDSM behaviours, including how he abuses and enjoys using the bodies of his partners. He spoke of various activities such as spanking, bondage, and humiliation.
His openness to this world of sexual domination and submission intrigued me, as I too enjoy submitting my body to powerful men, allowing them to use and abuse me as a submissive slut.
I realised he was exactly the kind of person I had been dreaming of. I knew I wanted to experience what he could do to me, and the thought of it made me incredibly aroused.
I had a vivid dream that night of being with him and experiencing the thrilling sensation of being his submissive pet slut. Every thought of being totally under his control caused my skin to flush and my heart to race, as I was overcome with arousal. I dreamt of him dominating me, pushing me to my limits and using me like his submissive pet slut. His touch, his voice, his commands – I craved them all and my body ached with pleasure and anticipation.
The next day, I found myself unable to stop thinking about my dream. I knew I had to tell him about my dream, but I was scared. I was afraid of his reaction and of how he would judge me. But I knew I had to tell him that I had to express my desire to become his sex slave.
I nervously texted him and told him about my dream. To my surprise, he was very receptive and seemed pleased by my confession. He even revealed that he was also looking for a young sex slave and would love to have me as his sex slave.
But unfortunately, due to the current Covid-19 lockdown, neither of us could meet and have fun.
But he had an idea. He suggested that we start our journey by building an online Dom-Slave relationship. I was hesitant at first but I eventually agreed, excited by the prospect of exploring my desires with him.
When he said he liked being called Daddy, I couldn’t help but blush. I started addressing him as My Daddy, and when he asked me if I’d enjoy being called a slut, I said yes. With that, he began affectionately calling me his ‘Baby slut’. Soon enough, I was comfortable with our dynamic. With him, I felt like I could express my dirty and kinky desires without judgement or shame.
The weekend was finally here, and I was so excited. It was the perfect opportunity for us to deepen our Dom/Slave relationship.
At first, I was hesitant when my Dom Daddy started sending me tasks to prove my devotion and obedience. However, I was so aroused by the prospect of pleasing him that I couldn’t help but accept it. I would send him pictures of me completing the tasks, and his reactions kept me motivated and obedient. His approval meant everything to me, and I was determined to make him proud.
I was so thrilled to complete The first task – Dressing up in a Skimpy Lingerie set!
As a slave, I am expected to obey his orders without question, and I actually enjoy the feeling of being controlled. Daddy gave me a task that filled me with both excitement and trepidation: he asked me to wear my most sexy lingerie and take photos of myself from different angles to send to him.
As I prepared for this task, I felt my heart racing with anticipation. I knew that I had to look my best for Daddy, and I wanted to make sure that he would be pleased with my efforts. I chose my favourite red hot lingerie set with a transparent lacy bra and matching transparent lacy panty which had a Heart Shape cut out back that I knew would accentuate my curves and make me look my most desirable. I took my time putting on the lingerie, and I felt my skin tingle with pleasure as I admired my reflection in the mirror. When I was finally ready, I took out my phone and began photographing myself from various angles. I felt a strange sense of power as I snapped each picture, knowing that Daddy would soon be viewing them. I was careful to keep my posture and facial expression suggestive, as I wanted to make sure that Daddy would be aroused by the pictures I was sending.
Once I was finished taking the photos, I sent them to Daddy. When he saw the photos, he was delighted. He was pleased to see the heart shaped cut out on my panty’s back side which exposed enough of my ass for his imagination. I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me, and I knew I had made my Dom Daddy happy.
The second task: to take a picture of myself completely nude in front of a mirror.
I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment, my stomach flipping with nerves and excitement.
I felt so exposed and vulnerable, but I knew I had to do it for Daddy. I slowly peeled off my lace bra and panty, and then stepped in front of the mirror.
Once I was completely naked, I felt a rush of adrenaline course through me. I wanted to please him, to do anything that would make him happy. I took a deep breath and began to take pictures, capturing different angles and poses. To please Daddy further, I took some close-up pictures of my pussy, boobs, and ass. I even bent forward and spread my legs so I could take a picture of my open ass.
When Daddy saw the pictures, he praised my sexy body. “You look absolutely stunning, my pet,” he said. “I love the way you keep your pussy shaved and smooth. Your beautiful boobs and hard nipples are a sight to behold.”
I blushed, feeling embarrassed and proud at the same time. I was pleased that he considered my slutty body useful.
Daddy then asked me, “Do you enjoy anal sex, my pet?”
I blushed and replied, “Yes Daddy, I am an all hole girl.”
He smiled and said, “That pleases me very much.”
The Third Task: Inserting a Butt Plug into My Ass.
He wanted to verify if I am indeed an anal slut.
I chose the biggest butt plug I had, and took a deep breath to prepare myself for the task ahead.
When I placed the cold metal against my skin, it sent a chill down my spine. Inserting the plug was a tight fit, and I could feel the pressure of it against my insides. Despite the discomfort, I knew that Daddy would be pleased with my efforts.
I adjusted the plug until it was firmly in place, then I stepped back to admire my reflection in the mirror. I felt a wave of pride as I saw the way my body looked with the plug inside my ass. I was proud of my submission and I took a moment to savour the feeling before I grabbed my phone to take the pictures.
I took photos from different angles, making sure to capture the plug in the best way possible. I felt a strange sense of pride and accomplishment as I posed for the pictures, showing the jewelled heart shaped butt plug that I had inserted. The heart shaped ruby red jewel on the plug was meant to symbolise that my ass loves Daddy, and is ready to take his cock in my ass.
Daddy was pleased with the pictures I had taken, and said that I had done a great job and that I was the best submissive he had ever had. I felt a deep connection to Daddy. I also felt an intense arousal, and I found myself fantasising about Daddy more and more.
The Fourth Task: Spank My Own Ass 20 Times.
I was ready for the next task Daddy had set for me. He had sent me a message, asking me to spank each of my ass cheeks 20 times and then take photos of my ass afterward.
I took the spanking paddle from the drawer, I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my round, sexy bubble butt. I knew that my ass was about to feel a lot of pain, and I cringed in anticipation.
Taking a deep breath, I position the paddle on my right ass cheek and start spanking. The first spank was a shock, and I felt an intense wave of heat radiating from my ass. I grit my teeth and bear the pain, trying to relax my body as much as possible. I know that the more relaxed I am, the more I will be able to take. knowing that Daddy had sent this task to test my pain-bearing capacity, I wanted to prove to him that I was a true pain slut, so I spanked myself with all of my strength. With each spank, the heat intensifies, and my ass starts to turn red. I can feel the redness on my skin, and I can see it in the mirror.
When I finished spanking my right ass cheek twenty times, I took a few moments to catch my breath before I moved on to the other ass cheek.
I started spanking my left ass cheek, but the pain was even more intense this time. I let out a few moans and whimpers, but I don’t stop. I have to show Daddy that I am strong and can take all the pain he will throw at me. I am determined to show him that I can handle the pain.
By the end of the twentieth spank, I was in agony. My ass is burning and throbbing, and I can barely stand up. I look at my reflection in the mirror and I can barely recognize myself. My ass was bright red, matching the colour of the ruby red jewel on my butt plug which was still inserted in my ass.
I took a few pictures of my ass and sent them to Daddy. I can only hope that he will be pleased with my pain-bearing capacity and reward me for my obedience.
He told me how beautiful my ass looked in the photos and how he appreciated my submission.
‘You have done well, my submissive sex slave’ he said. ‘I can see you have endured the pain well. You have proven your loyalty and obedience to me.’
‘Thank you, Daddy,’ I replied.
He nodded in approval. ‘Your ass looks red and sore, but you have handled it like the obedient slave you are. I am proud of you.’
‘Thank you, Daddy,’ I said again, feeling a sense of pride swell in my chest.
Even though my ass was covered in welts and bruises, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction. Daddy’s approval was the best reward I could ever receive, and I was honoured to be his submissive.
The Fifth Task: The Yoga task.
I was given the fifth task from Daddy, which was to take a picture of myself lying down on the floor with my legs spread wide. Knowing that I practise yoga and have a flexible body, Daddy was curious to see how far I could stretch my legs apart and how exposed my pussy would appear in this posture.
My ass was still aching from the spanking and as I lay down on the floor in front of the mirror, it felt even more painful.
As I spread my legs wide, I felt the pain from the spanking still burning through my skin. I winced at the sensation, but I knew I had to do this. I had to fulfil the task Daddy had sent me.
I took a deep breath and slowly opened my legs, feeling my inner muscles stretching and straining. I could feel my pussy lips getting wider and wider as I opened my legs, It seemed like the doors to a secret treasure were getting open. Despite the discomfort, I pushed myself further, opening my legs wider and wider until I was in a full split.
I could feel my cheeks blushing as I looked at the sight of my open pussy in the mirror. It was a strange sensation, feeling so exposed and vulnerable, but at the same time it was strangely thrilling and empowering. I could feel my arousal growing and I knew that Daddy would be pleased with the results. I felt my pussy pulsating with pleasure and I knew that I was enjoying this task more than I had expected.
I snapped some pictures of my wide open legs, as well as some close-up shots of my open pussy in all its glory. I eagerly sent my pics to Daddy and waited with anticipation for his response.
When I read his response, I was overwhelmed with pleasure. He told me that he was in awe of my beauty and that he was captivated by the sight of my open pussy.
“Oh, my sweet little slave,” he said, “your pussy looks so beautiful in these photos. I can see every inch of your delicate pink lips, so soft and inviting. I love how your inner lips peek out from between your outer lips, so inviting and invitingly wet. Your clitoris looks so inviting, just begging to be touched and pleasured.”
I was amazed by how well Daddy observed the close-up photos of my open pussy. His detailed de***********ion of my pussy made me feel incredibly sexy and aroused. I felt so desired and wanted and I could feel myself blushing with pleasure.
“The sight of your open pussy is stunning. The way your legs spread wide open, the way the wetness of your inner lips is exposed, I can’t help but admire the beauty of it. You have such a beautiful pussy, my submissive sex slave.”
I was filled with a sense of pride and accomplishment in my ability to display my body in such a way. I felt entirely his at that moment.
I could never have foreseen being in this position: me, an eager submissive, ready to carry out any instructions given to me by Daddy. But that’s what I found myself doing over the weekend, doing whatever my virtual Daddy desired of me. With each task I completed, I experienced a thrill of ecstasy and delight, knowing that my efforts had pleased him.
After exchanging messages for 10 days, I felt a strong connection with him and I knew I wanted to submit to him.
That night as I lay in bed, chatting to him online, I couldn’t contain myself any longer. I started feeling very desperate to be with him, to fulfil all his deepest desires. I wanted to be his willing sex slave and surrender myself to his will.
I yearned to be with Daddy in person, to feel his touch and his presence.
I sent him a message, confessing my deep desire to be with him, to be his sex slave.
Me: I have been talking to you for the past ten days and I feel a strong connection with you.
I want to be used by you, to pleasure and serve you. I have been completing the tasks you have assigned me and I have found that I want more than just talking. I want to submit to you and be your sex slave. I am desperate to be with you and be used and abused by you. I want to meet you and submit to you.
Daddy: I like you too, Slave. I want to make you my sex slave in real life. I’d love nothing more than that. But unfortunately, the Covid lockdown has made it impossible for us to meet in person right now. I’m sorry.
My fantasies became more and more intense, and I started to feel like I was losing control of my own desires. My desire to meet him and be his sex slave in real life became almost too much to bear.
So I decided to show him my commitment to serve him. I took a marker and carefully wrote the words on my body “Please Make me your sex slave Daddy.”
I took a nude selfie with my face and a collar around my neck. I was holding the handle of a leash as if I was offering it to him. I sent the photo to him along with the following message.
Me: Daddy, I offer myself to you. I will be your slut, your whore, your pet, your slave, and whatever you want me to be. I want to feel your hard cock inside of me. I want to let you do whatever you want with me. I want to be your plaything and to be taken and used as you see fit. I want you to take control of me and dominate me in ways that I have never been dominated before. I want you to use my body in whatever way you please. I will do as you say without question. I will do whatever it takes to please you no matter how extreme or taboo or humiliating it is. I will make all your fantasies come true.
Daddy: I understand your plight, and I sympathise with your situation. I do, however, have a condition to meet in person.
Slave: What is it, Daddy?
Daddy: If I am to take such a risk, I do not want it to be a one-time fun. I must be sure it is worthwhile. Therefore, if you promise to come and stay with me at my home as my sex slave until your husband returns, then I will come to you.
Slave: Ohh that’s an even better Daddy. Please, Daddy, I beg you to come and take me away from this lonely house and keep me with you as ur sex slave. I’ll take care of all your chores around the house. I just want you to take control of me.
I’ll make it worth your while. I promise to give you the most pleasurable experience of your life. I want to be completely dominated by you. I want to surrender completely to your will. Please, I’m so desperate for you. I don’t know what I’ll do if you don’t come.
Please, Daddy, please come and see me. I need you so desperately.
Daddy: I admire your enthusiasm, my submissive. I’m sure you will make a wonderful slave. I will have to think about it and plan it out, but I’m sure I can come as soon as I can.
I sent him a message with my home’s address.
Submissive: Oh, Daddy, I’m very grateful. I promise to obey all of your commands and do anything you ask. Here is my address, and whenever you come, you will find your baby slut waiting for you.
That night, I went to bed feeling happier and more content than I had in days. I slept peacefully, knowing that I had found the one I had been searching for and that soon, I would have the chance to meet him in person. The thought of finally meeting Daddy in person filled me with a sense of anticipation and excitement.
I had woken up that morning with a smile on my face, imagining the possibilities of what might happen when we finally met. I brewed a cup of coffee, snapped a selfie of myself with the mug in my grasp, and sent it off to him with a cheerful good morning message.
Naked as usual, I sat down at my desk to start my workday. I opened my office laptop and began to work. Every so often, I’d take a quick glance at my phone to see if Daddy had responded to any of my messages, but nothing yet.
The hours dragged on and my anxiety only grew. I couldn’t understand why my mentor wasn’t responding to me. Could it be that he had gone to work despite the lockdown? That didn’t seem likely at all. My trepidation increased as the day continued.
I attempted to distract myself from my worries by concentrating on my job, yet I couldn’t help ruminating over Daddy. I constantly wondered what he was pondering, what he was occupied with, and why he hadn’t responded to my messages.
I began going through our earlier chats and looking at all the images we had shared with one another. My heart was aching with longing as I gazed at each one.
I began to feel quite overwhelmed emotionally. I had formed a deep bond with Daddy and enjoyed carrying out his orders, but he appears to have vanished. I felt guilty for wanting to meet him so badly.
The sudden ringing of the doorbell startled me. I wondered who it could be. I assumed it was the delivery guy, as I had placed an order for groceries the day before. Since I was not dressed, I waited a few moments to make sure the delivery person had left, then I cautiously went towards the door.
cautiously and slowly I opened the door and was met with the sight of a large, elderly man standing before me. I was taken aback and quickly stepped back, attempting to hide behind the door. Taking a deep breath, I mustered up enough courage to ask, ‘Who are you? What do you want?’
When I looked at him, I knew immediately that he was not a delivery person. His muscular build was quite intimidating, and his broad shoulders and arms were so strong that I could feel the power radiating off of him. He was wearing tight clothes that enhanced his impressive figure, and his large and strong hands gave him an intimidating presence. His dark and intense eyes seemed to pierce right through me as he spoke.
“Deepti, I am your Daddy,” he said with a smile.
My jaw dropped in shock and disbelief as I stepped out from behind the door. An immense feeling of joy and delight surged through my veins as I leaped into his arms, not caring that I was entirely naked. His body felt warm and inviting against mine as I embraced him, and I was filled with joy and elation.
‘I can’t believe you’re here. I can’t believe you came for me!’ I exclaimed, my voice filled with joy and relief. He hugged me tightly and kissed me gently. ‘Of course, I came for you.’ he whispered. ‘I liked you too much.’
I kept swinging in his arm like this for some time as our bodies swayed to and fro.
my arms clasped around his neck, his around my waist, my legs locked around his waist, and my pussy getting rubbed against his cock as I swayed in his arms and pleasure radiating through us both. His arousal was evident as I felt the growing bulge of his penis against me. His cock was aroused by being so close to my pussy for the first time. His body heat was radiating through me, and I could feel my own desire intensifying with each passing second.
He moved his hands onto my naked back, sending shivers of delight coursing through me. His hands slowly moved down to my naked ass and he grabbed it tightly in his large hands and squeezed it. I gasped in pleasure as I felt the strong grip of his hands on my ass. He pulled me even closer and pressed my delicate body against the strength of his body.
He brought my lips to his with a fervour I’d never experienced before. My body responded instinctively, my mouth parting eagerly to grant him access. His kiss was deep and passionate, sending a wave of pleasure throughout me. I felt as if I was melting into him, our hearts beating in perfect unison. Every nerve in my body ached for more, and I longed to remain in his embrace forever.
The kiss is passionate and loving, and I never want it to end. When he finally pulls away, I feel my heart swell with love and longing.
‘You surprised me,’ I breathed, trying to collect myself.
‘Surprises are the best way to keep things interesting,’ he replied, eyes twinkling with excitement.
‘I didn’t know you were coming. I didn’t have time to prepare.’ I whispered, my small hands still entwined in his.
His lips curved into a mischievous smirk, his gaze slowly travelling from my head to my toes. ‘You look ready to me,’ he said, as he ran his fingers along my bare skin. His touch sent shivers down my spine. I felt my cheeks burn with pleasure.
‘Come inside and sit,’ I said, my voice full of excitement. ‘Give me a few minutes to pack my things and get ready.’
He nodded. ‘I want you to go and get your mobile phone.’ I hurried to my bedroom and grabbed my mobile from my bedside table.
When I returned to the living room, he said, ‘You won’t need anything else. We’ll be leaving for my house now.’
‘But what about my clothes?’ I asked. ‘What will I wear at your house?’ He smiled. ‘You won’t need any clothes. You’ll be staying naked all the time at my house.’ My cheeks grew even redder at his words, and I felt my knees buckle beneath me.
‘Let me at least dress up Daddy,’ I said. ‘I am totally naked, how will I go out with you like this?’
He replied, ‘As I said slut, you will always be naked in my presence from now on.’
‘Ohh, so you want me to go out with you naked?’ I asked.
‘Yes slut, do you have any problem with it?’ He asked. I knew I was his slave now and could not refuse anything he demanded, so I agreed.
Daddy asked me to come closer. He placed a collar around my neck. My heart was pounding as soon as I heard the click of the collar being closed around my neck. I felt the cool metal against my skin, and I knew that I was completely and utterly owned by Daddy. I trembled as I felt the leash being clipped onto the collar.
As I felt the collar and leash tighten around my neck and heard Daddy’s voice tell me that it was time to go out, I felt a wave of embarrassment and excitement wash over me. I was going to be walking through the streets completely nude. I was taking a huge risk, but I knew that I was trusting Daddy and his instructions.
Being nude at home has always come more naturally to me because I was raised in a nudist family. Also, as a slutty girl, I enjoy flaunting my curves and flesh by wearing revealing clothes in public, however being completely nude in the open was a totally new thing for me.
Still, my desire for Daddy was greater than my fear, and I obeyed his orders and started following him. I locked my door and stood on my doorstep. I felt my heart racing, my palms sweating. I was completely naked, and the thought of being seen by anyone on the street filled me with fear and shame.
I looked around, scanning my surroundings warily, desperately hoping that no one was watching us, but I was relieved when I saw that the streets were empty.
When Daddy pulled the leash, I knew I had to follow him.
I slowly started walking, Daddy holding onto the leash of my collar, and leading me along. I felt the cool grass beneath my feet as I walked way further into the yard. I felt my face getting hot, my body shaking with fear and embarrassment.
Daddy turned around and I could feel his eyes on me. He looked at my exposed body and smiled, and I could feel the warmth of his presence. His smile was comforting and empowering. Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself for what was to come. I let go of my fear and decided to enjoy the moment.
As I began to walk with a newfound sense of boldness a smile crept up my face. With each step I took, I could feel my confidence growing.
As I walk further, I start to feel a strange sense of liberation. The cool night breeze caressed my exposed body, causing goosebumps to erupt all over my body. My nipples hardened, aching with anticipation and a sense of freedom that I have never experienced before.
I take a few more steps and then I am standing on the sidewalk in front of my house. The street lights illuminated my naked body and I felt even more exposed. My nipples hardened even more in response and I could feel a deep, primal arousal growing inside of me. I felt powerless, like I had no control over my situation.
Daddy stopped me and looked at my body. Daddy asked me to turn around and let him see my body from all angles. I obliged, turning around and facing him with confidence. His gaze was mesmerising and I could feel the desire emanating from his eyes. I felt my arousal grow and my heart was pounding, but I was no longer embarrassed or afraid. Instead, I felt liberated and powerful.
‘You look so beautiful like this, my pet.’
His words sent a shiver down my spine and I felt my body flush with pleasure. I felt my nipples harden even more and I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan. The Daddy chuckled and I felt my cheeks flush even more.
Daddy tugged on the leash and I followed obediently towards his car which was parked a little further, my feet barely touching the ground. I felt like a slut, being paraded around for Daddy’s pleasure.
As we passed by the house of my neighbour, I saw a figure in the darkness of my neighbour’s front yard. I focused and realised it was my neighbour, and he was looking at me. My heart raced as I thought of the implications of what this could mean. I felt embarrassed and ashamed that someone had seen me in such a vulnerable state, but there was something else that I was feeling too. It was a strange mixture of arousal and shame, something that I had never felt before.
I was filled with a strange blend of emotions: embarrassment, shame, pride, and pleasure.
I wanted to turn away and run away, but I knew I couldn’t.
The feeling of the collar around my neck and the leash in Daddy’s hand felt like a symbol of ownership and submission, and I felt a thrill as I realised that I belonged to him. I wanted to please him in every way possible, I wanted to make him proud of me and show him that I could handle anything he asked of me.
I took a deep breath and kept walking, my head held high despite the embarrassment and shame I was feeling. I could feel my neighbour’s eyes still on me, but I forced myself to ignore it. The feeling of being exposed was strangely energising, and I felt a strange sense of power as I continued to obey Daddy, despite the fear and embarrassment.
I knew that I was risking a lot by walking around in public without any clothing, but I also knew that the pleasure I was getting from pleasing Daddy was worth it.
As I continued to walk, I felt the fear and embarrassment slowly fading away. In its place was a feeling of power and satisfaction, and I realised that I could handle whatever Daddy asked of me. I felt like I could do anything, and I was determined to show Daddy how much I loved and respected him.
We arrived at the car, and I could still feel the eyes of my neighbour on me. My cheeks felt like they were on fire, and I was too scared to move.
Then, Daddy put his arm around me in a protective way. He said softly, ‘Do not be afraid. Nobody will harm you.’
His words and his embrace gave me an immense sense of security. I was able to feel relaxed. I looked up at him, grateful for his understanding.
He smiled and opened the door for me. I stepped into the car, my heart still pounding. He got in and started the engine, and we drove away.
He smiled and opened the car door for me. I eagerly stepped inside, my heart still pounding. I was relieved to be in the car, away from the judgmental gaze of my neighbour.
We drove in silence for a while, and then he turned to me. ‘You are mine now,’ he said. ‘You must obey me and do as I say.’ I nodded, my cheeks burning. I was his sex slave, and I would do whatever he asked of me. ‘Yes, Daddy,’ I said, my voice trembling. He glanced over my nude body. ‘Do not worry,’ he said. ‘I will take care of you.’ ‘Thank you, Daddy,’ I replied, feeling both relieved and excited. He reached out and took my hand in his, squeezing it gently. ‘You have made the right choice,’ he said. ‘You will not regret it.’ I felt a warmth in my chest that I hadn’t felt before. I felt safe and protected, and a strange connection with this strong, dominant man. ‘I know, Daddy,’ I said. ‘I’m ready.’ He nodded and smiled.
Daddy’s car hummed through the night as my mind filled with ideas of the sexual acts he would make me do. The prospect of being at his mercy both thrilled and scared me, and my heart raced as I wondered what I was in for. Would he be gentle or rough? Would he be demanding or patient? I had no idea, but I was ready to discover the answer.
Before I knew it, I had drifted off to sleep.
The sound of Daddy’s voice jolted me awake. ‘We’ve arrived,’ he said.
I blinked my eyes, still feeling a bit dazed from the sleep. I stepped out of the car, now more comfortable with the idea of standing outside in the open, naked.
My gaze wandered around, trying to get a better grasp of where I was. It seemed to be a remote, outer section of the city, with only around 10-12 homes in a single, straight street.
Daddy grabbed my hand and said ‘Come, let’s go inside’. I followed him, my heart pounding in anticipation.
The moment I stepped into Daddy’s abode, an intense chill ran through my body.
We entered the house, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I was both scared and excited, knowing this could be the start of something new and thrilling.
I was here to serve Daddy – to give him pleasure and to surrender to his will.
He grabbed my naked body and pulled me close. His touch was rough and demanding, sending shivers through my body.
He began to explore my body, running his fingertips lightly over my skin and sending shivers of pleasure through me. He moved down to my breasts, teasing and torturing my nipples, pinching and rolling them between his fingers.
Every touch, every pinch sent pleasure radiating through me and I moaned softly in delight. I knew I was his to take, and I willingly gave myself to him.
His hands moved lower, and I felt my body heat up as he touched my pussy. He spread my legs open and his fingers explored my folds, teasing my clit and pushing deep inside me. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter, my body trembling with pleasure.
He tantalised my clit with his tongue, and I let out a moan of pleasure. His circular motions were driving me wild, and my body was trembling with excitement. I was nearing orgasmic bliss, and just when I thought I couldn’t handle the intensity any longer, he pulled away.
He lifted me with his strong arms and placed me onto his left shoulder, my body swaying with each step he takes. As we walk to the bedroom, I can feel his hand spanking my ass, each strike leaving a thrill that goes through my veins. I’m growing more and more aroused with each step, knowing that I will soon be in the warm embrace of pleasure and pain.
He suddenly grabbed me and threw me onto the bed. I felt my stomach hit the mattress and my body trembling at the thought of what was to come. He sat behind me, and I felt his hands smacking my buttocks with a relentless rhythm.
The sudden pain sent a wave of sensations through my body, yet I stayed still and quiet, understanding that this is all part of the pleasure of serving him. He then moved his hands to my hips and pulled me closer to him. His voice was stern and demanding as he told me he would fuck my ass tonight. The anticipation was undeniable as I realised that, in my new role as his obedient slave, I was finally going to experience the pleasure of having his cock inside one of my holes. I knew that it would be an unforgettable experience.
He started moving his cock up and down on my ass crack, then he started hitting his cock on my ass. I felt that his cock was knocking on the door of my ass. I held my ass with both my hands and spread it wide and opened my doors for him to reach my tight hole of pleasure. I felt the touch of the tip of his cock on my butt hole. It felt like two lovers sharing an intimate kiss.
My heart raced as I felt him press against me.
With great force, his hard cock entered me and I screamed in pain and pleasure.
I had never felt anything like it. I clenched the bed sheets in my fists, and my eyes popped out. I screamed in pain as I felt my tight hole expanding and embracing his big cock.
His strokes were deep and passionate as the pleasure intensified with every thrust. It felt incredible. I felt every inch of his cock inside me. His cock moved in and out of me like a wave. His thrusts were getting faster and faster and I could feel the pleasure building up within me.
He lay down on top of me, his hands went under me and he caught hold of my boobs and started squeezing them hard while his cock moved deeper and deeper inside me. I felt my legs shaking with pleasure and I was moaning and screaming in an intense combination of pain and pleasure. His lips and teeth were kissing and biting my neck with passion, taking me to a whole new level of pleasure.
I could feel his balls slapping against my ass cheeks as he moved faster and faster. I felt every inch of his cock as it was hitting the walls of my ass. I felt like I was melting with pleasure. He was hitting my ass with such force that it felt like he was going to break my ass.
He increased the pace of his thrusts, His movements became more urgent and intense and I knew he was reaching his peak. His moans were getting louder and his breathing was getting heavier.
I could feel my walls tightening around his cock. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. My body was trembling with pleasure and I could feel my juices flowing.
He kept thrusting hard into me and finally, he reached his climax and I felt his cock pulsing inside me as he unleashed his pent-up energy with a loud moan. I was overcome with pleasure and I let out a loud moan as he exploded inside me.
I felt his hot cum entering my ass and filling my tight hole with pleasure making my ass even tighter. I felt like I was in heaven as I was feeling his hot cum flowing in my tight ass. I felt him getting softer and softer as his cum was getting out of my ass.
We lay there in each other’s arms, our bodies still trembling with the pleasure we had just experienced. I felt a deep sense of satisfaction and connection, feeling completely at ease and content in his arms. I felt like I had achieved something great and I felt proud of myself. I was in pure bliss.
I was craving it so desperately and after 10 days, I felt alive again, as if I was reborn. I felt the pleasure and pain that I experienced during anal sex again and I was surprised by the emotions that it stirred within me.
Daddy owned me now and I was his. I loved the feeling of being completely at his mercy, of having no control over my own body or my own pleasure. I loved the feeling of his dominance over me. I felt so powerful and so empowered, and I felt like I had no limits. I felt like I could do anything he asked of me, and I wanted to please him in every way. I’m his sex slave. My body and my mind are his to do with as he pleases.
After a long journey and passionate sex, both of us felt so utterly exhausted that we drifted off into a peaceful and contented sleep, embraced in each other’s arms.
Part two coming soon!
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