Beg For It - Full

Beg For It - Full

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

The full short story erotica titled Beg For It. To those who have been waiting for this, I apologize for it being posted so late, some things came up that prevented me from publishing it.

Summary

The full short story erotica titled Beg For It.
To those who have been waiting for this, I apologize for it being posted so late, some things came up that prevented me from publishing it.

Content

Submitted: May 29, 2015

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Content

Submitted: May 29, 2015

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I sat at home, alone, for the first time in weeks. We’d just gotten back from visiting my family for a month and Daddy had to work, so I sat there thinking about the way he and I were. It was an odd relationship that he and I had, one that if my parents had found out the truth about, I would’ve likely been cast out from my family. I call him Daddy not because I think of him as my father, but because he’s my Dominant, my Daddy Dominant to be specific. We’re not much into the area of age play usually, however something about calling him Daddy just feels right, and it feels natural. He takes on the caring, nurturing type of role, while still being my Dominant and I’m over here as his little girl, his submissive. The reason he’s my Daddy Dom? Because I’m childish and immature most of the time, plus I love being called his little girl, his princess, his baby, basically everything he calls me.

He’s not just my Dominant though; he’s my husband as well. We live together, visit our families together and have actually talked about having children one of these days. I’m 23 years old, he’s 25 years old, so not much difference but if we aren’t careful, we won’t be having kids ever due to the risks it’d put for me by being pregnant and giving birth.

A sigh escaped through my delicate, pink lips and I looked at the time. He wouldn’t be home for at least another three hours, if not longer. I grumble to myself and lay on the couch, staring up at the ceiling fan as it whirls above, casting cool air around the room.

Soon enough, boredom took over once more and I turned myself to sitting properly on the couch before standing. I knew what I’d do, I’d take a bath. Wandering to the bedroom, I stripped, leaving my clothes wherever I stripped them off at, telling myself I’d pick them up later. From the bedroom, I went into the attached bathroom and turned on the water, filling it with steaming hot water.

Suddenly, I had an idea. I’d do some modeling pictures while Daddy was still at work, and show them to him once he got home. Nodding to myself, I went back to the room, digging the toy bag out from underneath the bed and pulling out my favorite dildo, cuffs and ball gag. I set them on the bed before making sure the camera was set up on the tripod properly and then went to go take my bath.

After my bath, I dried off most of the way, but left my hair wet and mostly messy, though I did brush it. I set the camera to take pictures every five minutes and dropped my towel to the floor, putting myself in the cuffs but leaving them unhooked from each other, putting the ball gag on and then slowly starting to tease myself with the dildo as I lay on the bed.

A little while later, I was dripping wet, my hair was a mess, and I was slightly raw from the dildo and my playtime photographing session. I cleaned the dildo and ball gag and put them back in the toy bag with the cuffs before taking the camera off the tripod, heading to go upload them onto the computer right after slipping on a pair of white lace panties, having completely forgotten about the earlier discarded clothes and not bothering to put the toy bag back under the bed.

Roughly an hour passed and I was sitting in the office on my computer editing the photos I’d taken and deleting the ones that I deemed weren’t good enough to keep, then the door opened and in came a rather irritated looking Daddy.

“Playing without me when you agreed you wouldn’t play until after the first time we’d manage to when getting back from our vacation? Leaving clothes strewn about the floor of the house? Water still covering the bathroom floor? So many wrongs, my little girl, and I think you need to be punished for it.” Daddy growled playfully and I knew that he wasn’t actually irritated, merely setting everything up for a scene. He took a few strides to reach down and grab my hand, pulling me from my chair and leading – okay, maybe dragging – me back to the bedroom where cuffs and toys had all already been set up.

Less than a moment later, I was pushed down on the bed and cuffed in, spread eagle, and a blindfold now covering my eyes. All touch left except the feeling of the cuffs, blindfold and bed, making me wonder what was in store for me, then came the pleasuring sting of the bite of a flogger hitting my stomach and breasts. My back arched off the bed and I moaned some, making him strike again, harder this time, telling me that I wasn’t allowed to orgasm until he said I could.

This continued until my stomach, breasts and thighs were sensitive to touch and fairly raw. I moved slightly and was instantly told that if I moved again, he’d destroy my panties and ravage my body right then and there, making me whine softly. He came over and uncuffed me, flipping me onto my stomach and tying my arms behind my back before slowly starting to rub his fingers over my crotch, feeling how wet I was through my panties. I whined pleadingly at him, near begging for him to stop teasing me, that I had learned my lesson.

“Beg for it, little girl.” His voice reached my ears and I shifted my hips, squirming a lot more than I know I should’ve.

“Please Daddy, please.” I whined loudly, now feeling his breath hit my neck as he kissed down it with an animalistic purr. One of his hands brushed across my left side, making me shiver and squirm more. “Please, Daddy, I can’t take much more of this torment.” My voice quivered, showing that I needed him. He tipped my head back and bit into my neck roughly, drawing crimson liquid from my porcelain skin and causing me to purr louder than I had whined. I knew I was winning this fight and would end up getting my way, but the fact that he had me blindfolded was torture and he knew it.

“Such a bad little girl… But such a good punishment and so very fitting for your crime.” Daddy whispered huskily to me, kissing my neck where he had bit and then licking the blood off it as he growled softly. I squirmed again, tugging at the rope that bound my arms behind my back. He chuckled and kissed my neck again before biting a different spot, this time keeping from piercing my delicate skin. Suddenly I couldn’t feel his touch at all anymore and before I knew it, my panties were being cut off of me by a cold metal blade.

“I told you if you moved again, I’d destroy your panties and ravage your body. Yet you still insisted on moving, so I’m going to do just that.” He growled, now dragging the tip of the blade down my side, not cutting me, but making me squirm further. With one pull of the end of the rope, he untied me, and then he pulled off the blindfold, no longer caring for torturing me. I looked at him as he put me back onto my back and he climbed on top of me, his clothing already lying on the floor.

Forcing my legs apart, he lowered himself closer to me and with one quick thrust was in me. His thrusts were rough, quick and desperate, showing that the month both of us went without any truly sexual contact was hard on both of us. Moans, growls and purrs filled the room as he continued thrusting, several minutes passing before he finally released and then giving me permission to.

As we lay there, tangled with the other as we cuddled, both of us realized what was likely to happen and started laughing. When we were on vacation, about a week into it, I ran out of the pill, and we’d just done this without the use of a condom.

“I love you, so much.” I whispered to him, watching as the smile spread across his lips.

“I love you too, Princess.” He murmured in response to me, kissing my head before getting up and going to grab two bottles of water, some lotion, and snacks.


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