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[doctordaddysir]

Knock Knock.

The knock on the door was what he’d been waiting on. They had talked over the phone, Skype, Tumblr, texts, FaceTime and the like. He was so used to her voice, her smile, her body that he could already picture her on the other side of the door.

He opened the door to see her standing there, shyly looking to the ground. He reached for her hand and grabbed it, leading her in the room. He took her in his arms hugging her, his lips pressing against her forehead. “It’s ok Baby Girl, you’re safe.”

Those words echoed in her mind. She had heard the word Safe a thousand times in the last few months, but today, it was real, today she could feel his hands on her, his breath near her, his lips on her, it was suddenly very very real. “Thank you Sir” was all she could muster with her trembling voice.

He lead her to the bed where he sat. He guided her to her knees, between him where he lay her head on his lap. He gently ran his fingers through her hair, massaging her head with each caress. She wrapped her arms around his waist, holding on to him in case he wasn’t real and disappeared.

He spoke “I’m so glad you’re finally here. Tonight I will show you what it means to be mine. Your body, your mind, your heart, all of it will learn to truly let go. You will learn what your gift of submission means to me.”

He stood, lifting her up to stand before him then he sat back down “Clothes come off, now. Everything”

She began with her shirt, then her bra, she heard his low moan as he got his first glimpse of her tattooed body. She could see him biting his lip. Watching as each piece came off. Next was her skirt, and as instructed she had no panties. She stood in just her thigh high socks and shoes. As she reached to remove them he stopped her, grabbing her hand. He brought her to him, and kissed her stomach. His lips warm and soft , his breath hot, as he laid his first kiss just above her navel. She felt every muscle tremble just from that touch, she could not imagine what the rest of the night would bring.

He held her by her hips, and her arms instinctively fell behind her back where she clasped them together. He stared her her body, scars covering her sides from years of self abuse. She was beauty to him, he had told her many times when they met he would kiss every inch of her scars, he would taste her past in each one and feast on their future together. Her scars were a map to her history and he was going to use them to plot a new course for her present. He kissed them, one by one as she stood there. His tongue slowly flicking each bump, as he explored her sides. Hands grabbing firmly, digging into her with each kiss. He touched lightly with his lips and forced a few nibbles in between as he made his way from one side to the other, inching his way down her belly until he reached her hips. She felt like he’d been kissing for an eternity. Her mind raced. No one ever admired her body like this, taken the time to learn her curves, to touch her scars, she was totally at ease for the first time in years.

He stood up and pushed her back against the wall. He stared at her for a moment, eyes locked, lips inches apart. His words struck her “You know all of you belongs to me now” and as he finished the sentence she felt his hand slap sharply against her pussy. The surprise made her squeal. He kissed her hard on the lips, a passionate, hard, long kiss. As their lips tango together she feels his fingers at her entrance between her legs, in one sharp thrust he pushes two fingers in. She inhaled sharply as she pulls her lips away. The suddenness of his entry was amazing. She knew he was going to waste no time in proving her body was his to play with.

They stood pressed against each, his two fingers are holding deep inside her dripping wetness. He asked “Who does this belong to?”.

“You sir” she said in a quickening breath.

He pulled his fingers out to thrust them back in, he repeated this faster and harder. He felt her breath quicken, her body trembling. The excitement of their first meeting had her on the verge of cumming in minutes. He grabbed her neck just hard enough to make her stare straight at him pinned against the wall. “Your orgasms are mine. You do not cum without permission. Do you understand?

She smiled, gasping through his grip "Yes Sir, I’ll Be your Good Girl”. She loved the feel of his strong hands controlling her. Holding her neck, filling her pussy. She let out moans that she’d never heard before. She laid against the wall feeling him using her. Feeling the pounding of his fingers in and out of her. She felt her legs getting weak, her stomach trembling. “Sir, I’m going to cum!”

He pulled his fingers out and said “not without permission. I’m not ready for that yet.”

He led her to the bed by her neck, throwing her down on the mattress. He grabbed her hands and placed them in the rope already attached to the bed. She smiled hard, she’d imagined him tying her a hundred ways and it was finally happening. He stood there admiring her, every inch was his. Her piercing steel blue eyes, her amazing lips that would make any woman jealous, her tattooed body , a work of art that he needed to explore inch by inch. He gazed down her body, her striped thigh highs we’re now the only thing she wore. Her body was her novel, each chapter of her life on display for him. The nose rings, the ear piercings, the tattoos, the cutting scars on her sides, the curves of her hips, the scars on her thighs , they all chronicled her life story and all turned him on more than she ever imagined. He smiled his evil grin, and she knew the fun was just starting…

He grabbed his toy bag and pulled out his clover clamps for her nipples. He put them on and she let out a small scream “shittttt Sir!!!” She swore everytime he made her wear them at home and he loved to hear her say it.

[doctordaddysir]

The X-Ray Room

You’re called to the X-ray room at work. You know he works there…you know what he wants.

You enter the room and he grabs your neck, looks you in the eyes and tells you to strip for him. He sits and watches you take off each piece of clothing. Then he leads you to the table by your hair and bends you over. He makes you stretch your arms out over your head and lay face down on the table.

He starts to run fingers slowly down your back, tracing your curves, his fingertips barely touching your skin watching for each muscle to react to his touch.

He speaks softly to you “Are you going to be a good girl for me today?”

He begins to explore you slowly, caressing down your back to your hips. He grips them hard, digging in for a second before easing up and caressing your ass slowly feeling the goose bumps all over it from his teasing.

His hand slides down your thighs, reaching between your legs to spread them apart. He pushes with his feet, “Spread them wider!” he says in a commanding voice.

That’s when you’d feel the first sting. His hand slapping between your legs against your pussy. Each slap he grabs it and squeezes, rubbing your lips together listening for you to gasp and moan.

He slaps five more times, increasingly harder, caressing your pussy longer between each slap. He slides your panties to one side and pushes two fingers in deep, not gentle , not slow, but with authority. Wanting you to feel the strength of his arms thrusting fingers deep inside you, one hand pushing deep, the other pushing into your back to hold you there like a toy.

You feel him thrusting harder and deeper, your wetness slapping against his hand with every violent thrust. He hears you moaning louder and faster, and feels your pussy trembling. Knowing you’re getting close to cumming, he keeps going, asking “Do you need to cum?”.

You answer between breaths “yes… Sir…please!”

You hear his laugh and you know you’re not cumming yet. He pulls his fingers out of your dripping pussy and slaps his hand hard against your ass…“Oh you need to wait, I’m not done playing yet.”

His fingers slide back in slow, deep, filling you. He keeps them buried deep with his hand massaging your pussy.

He almost whispers “I’m going to keep you wet, needy, and wanting. I want your thighs shaking, I want every muscle twitching, I want you to hold on until I let you cum. Be a good girl and wait”.

The sound of his voice, the words he uses, they’re enough to almost make you cum. You wonder how long he will toy with you before he allows you that final release. He moves his hand in slow deliberate circles. It feels so amazing but his deliberate movements aren’t enough to send you over the edge. He listens for your breath to increase again and continues to play refusing to go faster.

“Bring your hands behind your back” you hear his voice command you.

You just get them behind you when he grabs them with his free hand. He pulls your body back with them teasingly. You whimper. You want to cum. Badly.

You press your hips back, your body silently begging for more as he laughs at your discomfort. You are desperate but you’re too far gone to be embarrassed by it, focused entirely on the need racing through you as he takes his sweet time torturing you.

“Beg for me” you hear him say with authority.

You start you don’t even finish your sentence before rambling, pleading, begging for him to let you cum. You feel the tears slip out of your eyes but they don’t get more than a cursory notice before your focus is entirely back on him as you impatiently wait to hear the words that will grant me my release.

He bends over a little. Closer to your ear. “Be a good girl and Cum for me” He says sternly but softly.

He starts slamming his fingers in you fast, hard and deep. He lets go of your hands and you immediately grip the sides of the table, your knuckles white from bracing yoyrself. His body weight is pushing his fingers in your pussy. “ Cum for me!!” He says a second time!

You cry out in relief as I you hear his words, his second request to cum finally does it and you plummet over the edge. You open your mouth and let out a primal scream as your orgasm explodes. Every clench and release of your pussy around his fingers is wonderfully painful in a way that you can barely describe. All you can hear is your heartbeat in your ears until you finally start to come down. Your body aches and your breath heaves from yoyr chest as the last little tremors roll through you.

He leans down and run his fingers through your hair and kisses your head “That’s a good girl” he says, then just sits and listens to you breathing, sighing, resting.

[doctordaddysir]

Meeting me at the movies, her first submissive role

We meet at the theater the first time. She has never done anything this crazy. We sit in her car and talk. She’s almost hyperventilating. “I know this is what I want, but I don’t know if I can”. I reassure her “i’m here and I won’t let you go to far”

We get out and I realize she’s worn what I asked, this makes me smile. It’s a beautiful short black skirt with a low cut top that shows off her amazing breasts. She’s got heels on and her legs look very good. I stare as we walk. She’s sexier than I imagined. Pictures don’t do her justice. Her smile mesmerized me, her eyes pierced through me, her body made my heart skip a beat.

She’s never met a stranger to play, she’s never been this crazy. I put her at ease we walk up to get tickets and tell her it’s all gonna be ok. We sit in the theater at the very back. There are a few people in the theater and she’s clearly nervous. I grab her hand and hold it, letting her know I’m right here too. She’s always fantasized about having someone play with her in public and a dark empty movie felt like a good starting point for her.

As the previews start i move my hand to her thigh, I start running my fingers up and down her leg. Slowly touching, teasing her. She gives me a look, a nervous smile, little does she know that her nervous smile, the way she bites her lip, the way her lips curl when she does turns me on even more, I whisper “no one is watching.”

The theater goes dark and the movie starts. She lifts her legs up and puts them on the seat in front of her, it opens her skirt, and she covers up with a blanket she brought in case it got cold. She feels my hand moving up her thigh, it finds her middle and I’m excited. She’s not wearing panties, just as I asked her to do. She’s shaved, and even though I can’t see I can feel, and her lips are amazing, her body is just what I want. My fingers part her, and I start rubbing. I can feel her excitement, her wetness is already there. Her clit is ready and waiting for my touch. I rub soft, then hard and she moans a little. She feels me rubbing up and down, getting her wetness all over. I look at her and her eyes tell me she’s glad she’s here, she needs this more and more. I slide my hand down and my finger finds her entrance, I slide it in. She’s tight but very wet, and she almost sucks my finger inside her. As soon as I start sliding my finger in her I feel her hand grab my arm, she’s squeezing. Not to pull me away bit almost for reassurance. I go deeper and faster into her pussy. She’s looking around, and she’s trying to be quiet. It’s not working. I hear her moaning, quietly but moaning. No one else is looking but she’s afraid they will.

I get the bullet out of my pocket and slide it between her lips. I find her clit and plant it there. My fingers are now holding the bullet between her legs and I turn it on, immediately as high as it goes and she lets out a loud “Oh God!”. She clamps down on my hand with her thighs and I keep going. Turning it higher and lower, she’s now moving in a rhythm her hips grinding against my hand. I grab her pussy lips and move them over the bullet and close it inside her Against her clit. She’s going to cum, I can tell she is. Her thighs are shaking against my hand, her hand is squeezing and digging into my arm. I see her eyes rolling and closing. She’s going to scream. I can see it and she doesn’t want me to stop. She needs to cum, she wants to feel this. I turn it on high and shes going crazy now. Thighs are squeezing me so hard I can’t move my hand. She looks at me for help “I am cumming, please sir let me cum”. I know what she wants, we’ve talked about it before. I reach up and cover her mouth with my hand, she shakes, she squirms, and I feel her let go, spasms of orgasm shaking her entire body. I feel her screams muffled against my hand. “i’m cumming. Im cumming!” She moans over and over. I hold the bullet there for what feels like an eternity. Her body still quivering finally starts to relax. I move my hand and she smiles, a huge relaxed “I can’t believe I did this” smile. Her thighs release my hand, and I remove the bullet. She is spent. Her body is done. From nerves, and pleasure she is worn out. She grabs my hand instinctively and hold it. I like it and keep it that way. I see her eyes, they are truly happy, truly amazed, and truly wanting to be mine, and wanting this again. I smile because I know what this means. Even though she’s never thought of herself as a sub, she will become one, she will be mine, and she will make me very happy.

[doctordaddysir]

When she accidentally calls him Daddy at work…

She walked by him at the hospital. Without thinking she said “Hi Daddy”. He glared….she knew the rules. Because of their jobs she was never to address him as Daddy at work. Her head tilted down, she immediately knew she was in trouble….and she was going to love every minute of it. Her Bratty smile showed as she walked away with a teasing wiggle.

A little later she got a message. “exam room 7, five minutes”. Her heart raced, she started to get excited. She could feel the butterflies. She was so new to this whole submissive thing, they had only teased and played a few times but up to this point punishments hadn’t really been a part of it. Her mind raced. What did he have planned? What did he keep at work to use on her? What if they get caught at work? She was normally so sure of everything and he opened up her mind to a world she’d only day dreamed about before….five minute count down, the longest five minutes of her life.

She slowly opened the door to the exam room and closed it behind her. She heard him say “lock the door now” and she did. When she turned around he was standing in front of her. He stared at her for what felt like an eternity before speaking. “Rules mean nothing if we break them with no consequences do they baby?”. She shook her head with a sheepish “No sir”. That’s when she felt his hand, grab behind her head taking a hand full of hair. He lead her over to the table bending her over at the waist. He said “grab the table and do not move, do you understand?”. “Yes Daddy” she said with a grin.

He roughly grabbed her scrub pants and yanked them down to her ankles. His strength surprised her. He grabbed her panties and ripped them off. “No more panties for the rest of your shift”. Her jeweled metal plug was in her ass just as she was told to do. She was new to the plug but was trying to be a good girl and keep it in for her entire eight hour shift. He grabbed the plug, yanking it hard out of her. She gasped as it popped out of her ass. Before she could adjust to the pain of it being pulled she felt the first sting of a paddle. It slapped her cheeks hard without warning. He snapped “Count them!”. She quickly said “One Daddy!”. He made her count twenty five, each one growing harder and faster. By the end of the twenty fifth her cheeks were sore, red, and her legs felt weak. She had managed somehow not to cry. To her surprise she could feel wetness between her legs. This was her first harsh punishment and instead of making her hurt and cry, she realized she wanted to cum.

She felt his hands, sliding, teasing up her legs. Slowly spreading them as his fingers moved from her knees up her thighs…he slapped the back of her thighs saying “spread your legs baby girl, now!”. She felt him squeezing and moving slowly between her legs. She was so wet, anxious for his touch. He didn’t start softly like he had before, this was different, deliberate , rough, as two fingers slid deep inside her pussy, she moaned, “Fuck Daddy!”. She knew she wasn’t supposed to cuss. She tried to stop herself, but couldn’t. She could almost feel his grin as he slid out and smacked her thighs hard, reminding her to obey. He quickly slid back inside her , working his two fingers in and out of her pussy, deeper and faster. Her already weak legs started trembling, every muscle quivering as she approached an orgasm. She remembered the rules, “Can I cum Daddy? Please?”. He just laughed “No baby girl, don’t be silly”.

He slowed his pace, still filling her with his fingers, she felt a third slide in and now she felt full, stretched as he slowly teased her inside. His fingers curled up, stretching her pussy and she winced until she adjusted. He fucked her with his three fingers, deep and filling, stretching her each time he thrust in her. He slid out and stood behind her. She felt his closeness and it was intimidating and exciting. She felt his hand spreading her cheeks as he slid a plug in her ass again. This was bigger than the one he had given her. It hurt but was still bearable. He grabbed the plug and started twisting it. It made her want to cum again instantly. She was so new to having her ass played with and she was surprised how much she loved it.

He walked around the table and grabbed her hair, lifting her head to look at him. He could see the desire, the submission, the willingness to do anything in her eyes. He smiled at her “Your hands haven’t left the table, I’m proud of you baby girl, but now they need to go behind your back. He grabbed tape from the counter and quickly wrapped her wrists together behind her back. Each wrap of the tape made her more excited. She had yet to be bound by him and she wanted that helpless feeling badly. He moved behind her again and she felt his hands spread her legs, and his cock was suddenly slammed deep in her pussy. "Daddy, please, I’ve been a good girl, don’t stop, I need this!”.

He grabbed her hips, clawing into them hard as he slid almost all the way out and thrust hard back into her….pulling her back against him. She grunted at the force of it. This was not making love, this wasn’t even a rough fuck, this was a brutal slamming into her and she needed it even harder. He kept up with his thrusts, deep, hard, fast, each grunting slam taking her breath from her. He was showing her he owned her, he cared for her, he teased her, but she needed to understand she was his, his pussy, his ass, his body to play with and use….she was learning this fast and didn’t want it to stop.

His cock felt like it was getting bigger and harder with each thrust. Her head was spinning, she was in heaven. He grabbed her bound wrists and started pulling her onto him harder. She screamed out “please Daddy, let me cum!!!”. He slid out of her immediately and told her “No baby, not until after work. Don’t call me Daddy at work again”. He grabbed her, pulled her to her knees and she smiled, opened her mouth and waited. She knew what was coming and as he slid his cock in his mouth her focus immediately shifted to his pleasure. She took him deep in her mouth, lips wrapped around him, sucking him in like the air she breathes. He held her by her hair and even though she felt in control she knew that could change any moment. He allowed her to move quickly on his shaft, her eyes staring up at him with a look of passion and desire. She needed to feel him, to taste him, to prove she was HIS good girl. She moved faster, taking him in deeper. She felt his cock starting to throb, she felt him getting close…he grabbed her hair and started thrusting, then he held her, deep , and she felt him explode. She tasted him for the first time, and it made her happy to be his, happy to please him.

He lifted her up to her feet, untaped her wrists and held her close, hugging her, he gave her a longing kiss. “You are such a good girl baby….I can’t wait to finish this after you get home from work”. With that she slid her scrubs pants back on, plug still in, and legs weak and wobbly. She was so turned on and frustrated that she wasn’t allowed to cum and she knew her last four hours would pass veeeery slowly.

[doctordaddysir]

You get an email at work…

You’re at your desk when you get an email. You see the subject line “mine”. Curious you open it and find a cryptic message.

“Blouse and blue jeans. Not acceptable for a sub. Tomorrow it’s a dress. Reply that you understand”.

You have no idea who sent it. You don’t recognize the email. Everything in you wonders who could possibly know your thoughts, your fantasies, who knows what you want to try.

You go home that night wondering, thinking how crazy that was. You wake up and get dressed. You aren’t even thinking about it until you sit to eat your breakfast but you look and you have a dress on. Your heart races. “Did I do this on purpose?” You think you yourself. “Should I change? He can’t tell me what to wear”. You decide not to change and go into work as normal.

When you arrive at your desk there’s a box. Two words written on it. One simple question. “GOOD GIRL?”

You feel your chest rising. You feel a tingle all over your body. You sit down at your desk and debate whether or not to open it. You finally decide to peek inside. Your eyes widen as you see a remote vibrator sitting there. You quickly close the box before anyone sees.

You check your email and see a new one from the same address. The subject line says “Did you open the box?”. You open the email and the mysterious stranger has written “Prove to me you want this. At 10:00AM go to the restroom and slide the toy inside you. Turn it on. Return to your desk as normal. You can do this”

Can you really do this? Who is doing this? How does he know all of this? Your mind won’t stop. Everything in you should be saying stop but it’s not. You find yourself intoxicated by it, turned on, and you go to the bathroom at 10 and slide the toy in your pussy. You’re already soaked from the thought. You turn it on and head back to your desk. Even on the walk back you’re paranoid people will notice you walk funny. You also wonder who could be doing this, did you just pass them in the hall? Who knows.

Just as you sit back down you feel it, a low vibration inside you. Not strong, just enough to tell you he’s been waiting for you to sit. A gasp spills out of your mouth, your breath quickens, you sit up a little straighter and you just let go. Everything you’ve thought about, being someone’s toy, your pussy being used to please, your body being a canvas of pleasure at a Doms will, it seems to be starting right here at work.

The toy stops vibrating. All you had was the small low vibration and now it stops. You instinctively look around, not sure what you’re looking for, is someone watching you? You stand up, and just as you do it hits you. Full speed vibration. It takes your breath, you moan really loud and quickly catch yourself.

Just as you sit another email appears. “Don’t stand up again, you be a good little slut and just let it happen”.

The vibrations star pulsating, low to high in rapid succession. It almost feels like someone pounding a cock in and out of you rapidly. Your breath is short and fast, you can feel yourself blushing. Lip biting isn’t helping. Your hands grab your desk and hold on for a minute while your body tries to adjust to the huge vibrations.

As you’re sitting, trying to handle paperwork the vibration assault continues to work harder and softer in changing patterns. You hear a voice beside you and quickly look up. You wonder how long they’ve been there, did they notice you gripping the desk and moaning? The coworker reminds you there’s a staff meeting and it’s time to go. Now you’re really nervous. What do you do? You decide to walk to the staff room for the meeting. As you get up to walk the vibration locks on full power. Your knees go weak. You are smiling and you aren’t sure why. You manage to walk and find your seat at the table. You sit up straight and hope no one hears it. You’re a wet throbbing mess between your legs and you feel like you could cum at any given moment. It starts pulsating again. Slowly up and down. If feels so good you want to moan and scream out but you can’t.

The meeting starts and you aren’t listening at all. All you have are feelings building Inside you. Your pussy is aching, your muscles are twitching. You feel vibrations from your belly to your thighs. You also know you’re dripping wet, more excited than you’ve ever felt in your entire life and you can’t make a single sound. Your mind is going in a thousand directions when suddenly you hear your name. It’s a coworker from HR. He looks at you and grins. You wonder why he’s smiling.

He says “I’ll repeat the question because you seem to be lost over there in your own world. Are you going to come? If you’re going to come you need to tell me”

His smile, his eyes, you immediately know that whatever he’s asking has double meaning. You ask “I’m sorry, what am I coming to??”

He nods and says “The new payroll system is coming in and I need you in my office for training every afternoon, can you do that for me? Can you come?”

You smile and say “Yes Sir I’m coming”

You let it go. Your body tightens, your pussy goes crazy and your thighs feel like they are shaking off of your body. You quietly cum sitting in your chair. You’ve Never cum this strongly and somehow you manage not to make a sound. You know your face is red but at this point you don’t care. You sit like a good girl and you just feel wave after wave hit you.

The meeting adjourns, you can’t move. Your legs are weak. As everyone is walking out he stalls for a moment and picks up his phone. He pushes on the screen and the vibrations stop. He looks at you and smiles an evil smile. He walks by, touches your shoulder briefly and says quietly “I knew you were a good girl. I’ll see you this afternoon”.

[doctordaddysir]

We’re going to play a game princess…

She was laying on the bed next to him. Her flight landed just a few hours earlier. She had kissed him, let him hold her, talked to him about the weekend and expectations and now they were on the bed, she was fully naked and ready for him.

He’d placed the cuffs on her wrists, the chain going through the bed post. Her arms were strapped over her head and her body was there, open, waiting for his touch. He was there beside her, fully clothed except she had unbuttoned his shirt to run her fingers through his hairy chest and to feel his warmth against her as they cuddled and talked earlier. His fingers touched just above her ankle, inching their way slowly up her leg, barely touching the skin, teasingly caressing as he moved upward. When he reached her thighs he grabbed harder, firmer and she heard his first words “I need your body, need your curves, your scars, all of it, mine!”. His voice was firm and very comforting. She believed that he needed her body, not just a body, and that made her smile immensely.

His fingers finally made their way between her legs, touching her clit for the first time. She gasped loudly and just as he touched her pussy his lips also kissed her. She inhaled sharply as both sensations hit.

This was happening. He was taking her body. Her heart raced, she knew what she wanted and it was finally happening.

He rubbed in slow soft circles, moving just above and below her clit, glancing over it with each circle. His lips started kissing down her neck, the wetness of them, the warmth of his breath causing her to breathe sharply. He kissed down her breast until his tongue hit her nipple. He flicked a few times before she felt the first bite. Soft but firm on her nipple. She winced but also felt that pain move from her nipple, down her body making her even more turned on. He looked up and smiled before latching on again. His fingers slid down and entered her for the first time. Two fingers, fast and deep pushed inside her, curling upward to push against the top of her pussy, hitting that spot, making her go crazy almost instantly. He knew he found it, and he wasn’t going to stop. His fingers thrusted up and out , relentless in their pursuit to make her cum. Her thighs trembling, your stomach quivering, she felt it coming fast. She knew she was about to cum and asked “Please Sir, may I cum!?!?”

His fingers slid out of her quickly and he replied “No princess, not until I need you to.”

He slid his fingers back up to her clit and started rubbing slowly, very light pressure. She felt her need to cum subside but just barely. Her body wanted it so bad but she understood now who was in control. She took deep breaths and said “Only when you let me…”

His voice answered “It’s time for a game Princess” he smiled at you with that evil grin. His eyes were so mesmerizing, his voice so soothing. “I’m going to ask you questions about your flight, you have five seconds to answer, if you don’t answer in five seconds I pinch a nipple hard for five seconds then continue rubbing your clit. You don’t cum until I’ve asked all my questions. Do you understand?”

He was quite firm in his instructions. “Y-y-yes sir” was all she could muster to get out as he hadn’t stopped rubbing the entire time.

“Look into my eyes princess” he said as he started the first question. “What time did you arrive at the airport leaving?”.

As he finished his question he rubbed much faster, she closed her eyes and moaned as she heard him counting “1, 2, 3, 4, 5”. It was over before she knew it. He said to her “Don’t close them again, look at me the whole time”. He smiled and pinched her nipple hard. She gasped in pain but it also made her wetter, almost made her cum right there.

He went back to rubbing slowly on her clit as he asked the second question, “What seat number were you in?” As before he rubbed harder as he finished the question. Her eyes stayed locked on him, she saw his smile and relaxed a bit.

“I, I, I was in seat 23c” she said quickly and out of breath.

He kissed her lips quickly “Good girl” he said under his breath and then slowed his rubbing down again. “What was the person that sat next to you wearing?” His rubbing once again increased.

She sat staring at him, her was making her mind go blank. The questions mixed with the edging, she was getting confused, not able to even remember the smallest details. She said to him “Please sir, I don’t know, I just have to cum for you, let me cum for you !!!!”.

He smiled a huge smile, kissed her forehead and said “That’s all I’ve been waiting for Princess. You need to cum for me. Not for you. Remember that next time and you can cum much faster”

He started rubbing her clit hard and fast, then slid fingers down inside her quickly. He curled them up slightly thrusting out and up. Her body reacted, shaking hard, trembling, she felt it coming fast. She started to moan, letting out grunts and squeals. His fingers wouldn’t slow down, she yelled out “I’m cumming for you sir!!!!” And she came hard, almost violently. She didn’t stop for what seemed like minutes. Her spasms continued all over her body. His fingers were still inside her and weren’t going to stop anytime soon.

She looked into his eyes and smiled. “Thank you sir, I want to keep cumming for you”.

[doctordaddysir]

Taking the Preacher’s Wife

He’d confessed to his preacher about his Dominant lifestyle, but he never guessed what that would lead to. One Sunday after church, as they’re preparing for a Christmas meal, the pastor’s wife walked by him and smiled, she brushed against him and said “Excuse me Sir”. He didn’t think much of it until it happened a second time….

He’d always thought she was attractive. She was a few years older than him, always dressed in pencil skirts and blouses. The second time she brushed against him he felt a hand definitely squeeze his side with a purpose. He turned and looked, their eyes locked and he knew immediately. She had that familiar look, that look of want, desire and need to submit. That look doesn’t change and any good dom will see it when it’s there. He stared at her for a moment and said “I like when you call me sir”.

She blushed hard at that response but it’s what she’d been waiting for. She knew of his escapades, rumors swirl, and she’d always imagined being in a situation to just let herself be a toy. She knew she wasn’t supposed to, but to be an object of desire just once, to feel like someone needed to own her body was a thought she could not shake.

Later that day as she walked the hallway she saw him approaching from the other direction. She could see his smile change, the almost devious look made her melt. As they got close he grabbed her hand and pulled her into an empty meeting room. He locked the door behind them and pulled the blind down.

He walked closer to her and she instinctively stepped back until she hit the table. She could go no further but he kept coming. His leg slid between hers and his hands grabbed her sides. Before she realized he’d lifted her to be sitting on the table and slid between her legs already.

He looked her up and down, his voice commanded “unbutton your shirt for me, do you understand?”

She instinctively took both hands and unbuttoned her shirt from top to bottom. As the last button was finished he slid his hands between her shirt and her skin and slid it off her shoulders and down her arms. He leaned in and kissed her on the lips, the first touch of his lips against hers made her gasp. She hadn’t kissed another man since high school thirty years ago. The foreignness of his warmth, his lips his beard, all made her tingle in ways she hadn’t before. As they locked in a passionate kiss, tongues searching for each other, lips pushed tightly together, she felt his hands behind her, grabbing at her shirt. He wrapped the sleeves of her shirt around her wrists and tied her hands together behind her, making her breast poke out more in front of her.

He moved his hands up her arms, the feel of his touch, his rough fingertips sliding slowly up over her shoulders, down her front before grabbing her bra and pulling it up above her breasts. He didn’t take it off but just freed her breasts from their confines. His hand grabbed her nipples and pinched sharply. Her kiss broke from his as she screamed out in agony. As she screamed he smiled hard at her, “You’re going to learn to love this pain, you’re going to learn a lot from me.”

She gasped deeply and replied “Y-Y-Yes sir, I’ll be a good girl.” She didn’t even know why she said it, it just came out of her mouth like a scripted story. She could feel her desire for him build with those words. He let go of her nipples and she sighed deeply at the rush from their release. She was breathing heavy, as he stared at her, lifting her chin with his hand.

He kissed her forehead softly before whispering, “I’ve wanted you for a long time, wanted to make your body mine, today you learn what that means.”

She felt his hands grab her by the waist and flip her quickly on to her stomach, her body pushed against the table, and her legs hanging off the table. He grabbed her skirt and slid it up her legs, over her waist exposing her panties. His strong hands grabbed them and ripped them off of her. She moaned out “Please fuck me sir!”. She was hungry for him, for his cock, she needed to feel like she was his property. She didn’t understand it at all but it consumed her thoughts. She spread her legs for him without being told and waited for him to enter her.

He walked around the table to tease her, inspecting his property, surveying her curves, her open body laying there waiting for him. He leaned near her face on the table and laughed, “I’ve always wanted to have a preacher’s wife”.

He took her panties and shoved them in her mouth. She could taste herself on them. They we’re soaked from her pussy. She was so turned on and ready for him. He walked back around behind her. She could hear his belt and his zipper behind her. She felt the warmth of his legs between hers and before she could prepare herself she felt his rock hard cock shove deep in her pussy from behind.

He held it deep in her for a few minutes. He grabbed her arms which were still tied behind her, he used them for leverage as he started thrusting hard and deep into her body. It was primal as he fucked her like a piece of meat. She moaned through the panties and felt herself even pushing back against him to make it even harder. He grunted as he slammed into her over and over. His body pushed against her and she felt every bit of his weight slapping against her cheeks as he fucked her. There was no tenderness, no softness, no loving caress, just hard thrusts into her at a pace that took her breath away.

She didn’t want it to stop. She’d never felt anything like it. She felt so used, so helpless in all the right ways. Her body was shaking hard, quivering as she neared an orgasm. She was screaming through the panties, she got out a muffled “Can I cum Sir????”.

He laughed and pulled out of her quickly, she knew his answer before he could say it. “No, not this time…you can go home and know that next time I will let you cum.”. She could hear him playing with himself hard and fast, she heard his grunts and felt the warmth of his cum shoot all over her exposed ass. He came for what seemed forever, squirt aft squirt on her ass cheeks. He pulled his pants back up, lowered her skirt over her soaked ass and untied her arms. He lifted her up, turning her to face him. He took the panties out of her mouth and slid them in his pocket. She smiled at him, exhausted, wet, and sore. She shyly said “thank you Sir”

[doctordaddysir]

As most of my followers know I no longer really post here. It was an amazing 8 years of stories and advice, but I just don't have time anymore.

I have started to move my stories over to Wattpad and plan to expand most of my ideas and fantasies and stories into book type form.

I hope you all join me on Wattpad and help support this new endeavor

[doctordaddysir]

Doctordaddysir's fun thoughts #1

We are laying on the bed snuggling, watching a movie. You get bored with the movie and start running your hands all over me, getting me very excited. You smile a little evil grin and disappear under the covers. I feel your lips kissing down my body, inch by inch you kiss, making your way closer and closer to my already throbbing cock.

I hear you giggling as my body reacts to each kiss. Then I feel your lips find the tip, kissing it lightly. You then slide your lips over and take me deep in your mouth. You expect to hear me groan, to hear a loud sigh as your lips touch the base of my cock. Instead I make no sound, this is now a game. A battle of wills. Me trying act way more interested in the movie and you determined to be the center of attention.

I hear you working harder and harder, your little head bouncing up and down, sucking, licking, giggling, but I act completely uninterested. You know I am but I'm making sure to patronizingly ignore it all the best I can.

You hear me say "Kitten, you're missing the good part" as you feel my hand slide into your hair, gripping you tight. "Leave it open for me" I say as I start fucking your head up and down. I still won't react. I just shove in and out like I don't notice it even feels good. You try to suck and I pull your head off. "Don't you dare suck" you hear me say, demanding and teasing. I continue to move you in a rhythm that I want. Harder and faster. Deeper and deeper. Holding your head down against me as your mouth is full.

Now I react, you hear me groan loudly as the speed increases. I tease out "does kitten. Want to finish what she started?" And I pull you off to answer.

"Yes Sir!!!!" You reply with a loud giggle. Your lips find me again, you suck and suck and lick and lick. Faster and faster as you hear me moaning. You feel me twitching in your mouth. You know I'm about to explode. You lift up long enough to say in your best Domly kitten voice without laughing "Cum for me Daddy!" And you continue faster and faster. You feel me jerk, you feel my muscles go stiff and I and you slide deep on to me as I cum in your mouth. You greedily suck until I'm dry.

Your little head pops back up out of the covers, you kiss me hard and smile. I say "I missed you kitten. Where did you go??". We laugh and snuggle back up.

Who knows what happened in the movie, I guess we will have to watch it later because kitten started it and now I'm going to finish It...

[doctordaddysir]

Doctordaddysir's Tools of the Trade #2

This one is a little different and admittedly isn't for everyone but I personally love it. It's the Doc Johnson toy called The Stinger (or as a friend called it, the buzz buzz ouchie).

It's an Electrical Charge device that sounds like a bug zapper when it goes off. There's two ways to use it, one is to hit the button and then touch the electrode to your partners body, and the other is to hold the electrode against the body and then hit the button. Those two have very different effects. Hitting the button first and then touching creates a spark, a loud zap, and a sting that is enough to make you jump. The second is a much stronger, deeper zap.

I've attached some pics and a video I took of using it on my own arm. Yes, I try almost everything I buy on myself before I'd ever use it on someone because I need to know the feeling and how it works so I can trust myself using it safely on someone. SIDE NOTE: If you are meeting someone new ask them questions like "have you used this on yourself to see what it's like?". If they say "No, I don't have to" or laugh at you and say "Why? I'm the Dom" etc please take that as a red flag.

In the video you can see I clearly jump when stung, and no matter how many times I do this I still jump. Lol. It hurts but the sound and spark are what make you jump. It's a tiny sting thats really minimal and used that way it's really more about the mental control aspect because the pain is super super minimal (some may disagree after the tenth or twentieth time being stung lol).

It's overall a fun toy to add to an arsenal if both of you agree to it.

[doctordaddysir]

Doctordaddysir's Kinky Hotel Review #9

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Doctordaddysir's Cute Date Ideas #37

I want to sit here behind the work desk in this room, with my laptop on, while you sit naked on the stool/table in front of me and play with yourself for me. I pretend not to be into it and make you keep playing anyway.

I casually check every few minutes and make you switch toys, or fingers. I say things like "Just use that one now, it looks bored sitting there" or "You're so wet aren't you? I'd come check but I'm busy"

I keep making you play as if I'm not interested and make you keep going til you beg to cum. I may let you eventually.

In Huntsville for the week. I like the layout of this room just for this reason. It's perfect for an attention kink.

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Doctordaddysir's cute date idea #24

You in the kitchen with just an apron on, and a remote vibrator stuffed inside you, you're baking holiday cookies. I turn the vibe up and down with each scoop of flour, sugar, etc, making you count them out loud. If you mess up you get spanked hard and then have to continue with baking. I watch you wiggle and squirm as the vibe makes you wetter and wigglier.

Each time you put a batch in the oven I drop you to your knees and face fuck you as they cook, watching your eyes roll as the vibe runs inside you and my cock slides in and out of your mouth.

When the cookies are ready to decorate I turn the vibe up and down as you try to neatly decorate. Every time you mess up from how it feels I grab you by the hair and help guide your mouth to the spilled sprinkles, making you lick them up and clean like a good girl, then I kiss you hard to reward you for being so good and let you get back to decorating.

It's a nice starting idea...

[doctordaddysir]

Do you have any advice for anyone who wants new experiences in regards to anal, though they have had bad experiences in the past? My dom and I want to use butt plugs but I'm nervous after all the bad experiences I've had with it. (Buttplugs are a new thing for me too)

As corny as this sounds, slow and steady wins the race. Most people have a bad experience when some Jack ass decides to ram it in like a dumbass without regard to injury.

When it comes to anal you have to remember that there's two sphincter muscles, an outer and inner. The key to anal not killing you is in the second sphincter. You have to find ways to help yourself relax. Breathing exercises help, making sure your partner doesn't rush things helps, and not using something the size of a fist to start helps.

Small plugs are a great way to start out, and plugs actually feel way different than a cock also. The difference is with the plug, once it's in, the sphincters can almost close because of the tiny shaft. With a cock the sphincters are held open wider and longer. Lube is your best friend to start. Use a ton of it. Don't be afraid or shy about it.

My starter tips:

1. Lube

2. Start with a finger, slow, steady, helping both sphincters relax and adjust to the intrusion

3. Positioning, contrary to popular "porn belief", doggy style isn't the best angle for anal, or even a really good one. On your back, legs bent up and spread, is almost the perfect angle for most guys to try it on you.

4. The sphincters. The first one is easy. It's just constant pressure. The second inner one is the big clincher. The more you push from outside the more it clinches and hurts. The trick is to exhale and push out against the finger/plug/cock. It sounds counter intuitive to say push out but it works. Push out a little(like you're trying to push out gas to be blunt) and you'll feel it relax and whatever you're trying to get in will pop in much easier. After it's in really don't rush it. Let it stay open and relax and take it slow.

5. Once you practice all of that you'll find it to be a lot more enjoyable. Patience, relaxation, and remember to push out for the second sphincter. That's really the best advice I can give.

This concludes anal tips by Doctordaddysir 🤣❤️

[doctordaddysir]

New Year’s Eve Rendezvous

She was meeting him for the first time on New Year’s Eve. They’d only started talking a few days before. She felt close to him. He made her genuinely feel good about herself. They had shared many stories about their past as he was the first one that seemed to get it. In their talks he didn’t manipulate her fears or talk up her worries. He listened and just seemed to understand. They discussed in length her desires and his dominance. They seemed to be a good match. Her usual worries were there but she thought she’d take a chance anyway. They talked out all the details, limits, safeword, restraints, play times, aftercare, it was all in place and she felt ready.

He met her in the parking lot of the hotel and waited for her to get there to check in. There was some fear from the past and his small gesture of waiting to check in meant a lot to her. It meant she didn’t have to fear someone else being in the room, she didn’t have to fear an unwelcome surprise when the door closed. He had listened , he had really understood.

They walked into the room and put their bags down. He walked to her and grabbed her, he stared at her eyes, looked at her smile and said “I’m so glad you’re here baby girl” and with that they both leaned in for a kiss. Their lips touched, he could taste the flavored lip gloss, he could feel the softness of her lips. One big exhale of a sigh and their kiss went from trepidation to desire. It seemed to last an eternity. She felt his hands on her side, squeezing and caressing and it felt right, it didn’t feel forced or fake.

He knew her fears and worries and he was going to do what he could to make her forget those for one night. He had a lot planned, ropes, control, little time coloring, reading, spanking etc. One kiss from her, and one look into her eyes and that all changed. He could see the fear, the hurt , the pain and he could see her longing to not have those things anymore. He took her by the hand toward the bed. He slowly lifted her shirt over her head. She took a deep breath. He unsnapped her bra, another deep breath. She hadn’t been comfortable naked in a very long time but she felt good with him. She felt wanted and desired with him. She starting pulling her pants off while he was removing the bra. She knew she wanted to do this and she knew he was the one to make her comfortable enough to try.

He laid her on the bed. She could feel his hands running all over her body. She felt his breath as his lips touched her side. He kissed deeply into her body, ripples went through her. It was so soft but so determined. He knew he wanted all of her and she could tell. His hands touched her and sent electric vibrations through her body. She knew he was kissing his way up to her mouth and she was anxious to have their lips touch. She could feel the anticipation as he kissed slowly and teasingly up her side. Each kiss he whispered against her skin “you’re so sexy to me”. Another kiss and “I love every curve pumpkin”. She felt wanted and she loved it. He kissed up her breast to her nipple. He took it in his mouth, the wetness of his lips made her shake, his tongue flicking on her made her quiver with desire. He lingered just for a minute then kissed up to her shoulders, once again whispering “I want every curve to be mine”.

He lifted up to look in her eyes. His hand ran through her hair, his fingers brushing her. He stared for a minute and said “you’re beautiful”. She actually believed him. For the first time in years she felt it. She believed it. He then said “it’s time to cum”. His hand slid down her stomach, between her lips. She felt his finger find her clit, he rubbed in small circles. She grabbed his arm, almost pulling him away but she just held on. Waiting. Wanting. He pushed harder and faster with his finger, she was trembling. He felt her body shaking, he knew she was already close. He slid down and his finger entered her. One finger, sliding slowly and deeply into her wetness. She was so tight and so wet. She almost pulled his finger in. She moaned, he thrusted harder and faster. She was bucking under his hand, bouncing for her Daddy. He loved it. He moved harder and faster, his palm rubbing her clit as she moved. She was moaning, she was loud, and as he thrusted he watched her stomach quiver, felt her thighs shaking. She squeezed her hand right into his arm. He whispered “don’t hold it, just cum for me baby girl”. Her head went backwards, she screamed out “fuck fuck fuck!!!!! I’m cumming daddy!!!!!!” And her whole body tensed, and she came. One long intense orgasm. Her thighs held his hand and wouldn’t let go. Her hand held his arm and wouldn’t let go. She moaned “oh God. Oh God. That was amazing”.

He leaned up and kissed her forehead “good girl” was all he said and she smiled. Three days ago she didn’t even know she wanted a Daddy and now all she could think of was the fact that Daddy made her cum. No one ever made her cum. Ever. And Daddy did it in less than ten minutes. She laid there, exhausted and excited. Their night had just begun and she knew she would love every minute. He got up and came back to the bed. He had a set of rope cuffs, she had asked before they ever started to have her hands tied to make her feel safe. After she came he knew she would get scared and he knew this would make her feel safe, feel secure and feel ready to let daddy keep exploring.

[doctordaddysir]

Never going to be perfect.

I’ve been doing this a long time, I’ve had good subs and bad subs. The one thing I’ve never based that on is their body. I hear and see this a lot:

“Well, if I’m going to have a Sub I’m gonna make sure she looks amazing, better looking than my last one” “well, if I’m going to be used by a Dom he might as well be a 9, I’m not giving this up to a 5”.

Or

“I’m not good looking so I’ll just settle for anyone because I have to have this”. “Yes, he treats me like shit, no I don’t like it really, but I’m not worth more to anyone”

We all live in an age of porn, Tumblr and FetLife. I think it has skewed our expectations. I share pictures of extremely attractive sexy men and women with body types I’ll never attain. They all have perfect purchased boobs and a huge ten inch cock. The pics look terrific, their clothes are impeccable, etc. That’s not real life.

Here’s the real. I’m 5'8, 250 lbs, on a good day I have a very very average maybe six inches ready to go. Here’s the amazing thing, that more times than not has been perfect for the Sub I’m with. The reason for that is connection. I think I’m damn good at what I do, I put A TON of effort into what I do as a Daddy and/or a Dom. I mean a ton. I work up rules, I talk daily, discuss everything about their lives, not just BDSM stuff. These are real relationships with real struggles. I love it and I’m good at it.

I also don’t expect or even think about whether the sub that I connect with is a 5 or a 9. It’s not my thing. If I find you attractive because of our connection I’m going to think you’re the sexiest size 8, 10, 14, 18 or 20 I’ve ever laid eyes on and I’ll treat you that way.

Real people for the most part aren’t the porn models we see in these pictures, real beauty is wrinkles, curves, rolls, scars, stretch marks, uneven tans, legs that probably could’ve been shaved a day or two earlier, showing up to meet me after a bad day in sweats and a hoodie with flip flops on. Real men have bellies, hairy chests or smooth one’s, muscles that could use definition, egos that can be as fragile as yours, and sometimes need to be the Dom while wearing gym shorts or in my case scrubs they wore to work.

I get frustrated at women and men who believe they either don’t deserve to be happy because they don’t look good, or can only be happy if they are with someone that they feel is so much better looking that it’s an honor to be considered theirs, no matter how poorly they are treated.

Real relationships in this world take work, are messy, not always perfect, and above all have real “average” people who happen to be way more “above average” than they give themselves credit for.

Own yourself , be proud of you. Rock that size two, rock that size 18, show your daddy your 32a’s or your 44EEE’s. He will love it because you’re his. Tell him you love his belly, love his 14inch bicep, or his six inch cock, etc.

Worship each other if you’re happy with each other, because searching for better, searching for perfection has ruined many good relationships.

[doctordaddysir]

Doctordaddysir's Tools of the Trade #3

The simple Clothespin. You can use one, you can use many. They can be used for lots of pain, tiny bits of pain, to increase pleasure and sensitivity, and all sorts of things in between.

One of my favorite things to do with clothespins is to take four to six or so of them and pinch around the areola making a circle. The pinching of the skin will make a small bowl around the nipple. I'll then put an ice cube in each "bowl" and they can't take the clothespins off until the ice cube melts. It's absolutely an amazing and fun torture. Lol.

I also just happen to love the aesthetic of seeing them lining a body, bunched up around the breasts, or the pussy, clamping onto the lips on either side.

The possibilities are endless with clothespins and they can be kept around in the house or hotel room without really appearing to be BDSM toys, for those that worry about leaving toys and instruments around.

They're also a great opener to nipple clamps in that a bag is much cheaper and easy to purchase anywhere. I'm sure most have tried them, but if you haven't you definitely should. I keep a bag of fifty readily available at all times. You just never know. Lol

[doctordaddysir]

I heard a new word today and now I feel like my Kink vocabulary is complete.

Pervertables

Every day objects that are used in D/S, Kink play. A hair brush as a paddle, Bobby pins as nipple clamps, clothes pins, and many many other things.

I love this word. Lol.