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The inspection

"Come to my office!" Daddy's voice rang down the hall. She quickly rushed to obey. She hoped she was ready and in order. Coming into the office she quickly noticed the crop in his hands. Excitement sprang loose in her chest. "Close the door behind you" Daddy said. She closed the door behind her and rushed to her place in the center of the room, the place Daddy had previously said was hers. Daddy circled around her, shamelessly eyeing her body with pride. "Remove your shirt, be quick about it" Daddy says. She hesitates and the crop comes down on her ass with a sharp sting. She lets out a squeal and hurries to rip off her shirt. She isn't wearing a bra or panties because Daddy has already forbidden them in his house. Her round full breasts are open and bare as Daddy moves in to examine them. She feels exposed and starts to look down in embarrassment. "Stand up straight girl!" Daddy orders and again the crop strikes her ass, harder this time and the sharp sting spreads to a warm tingling that radiates from her ass to cunt. "Did Daddy tell you you could feel embarrassed?" Daddy asks. She shakes her head no. "Then stand up straight and be proud" Daddy says. He moves in front of her and bends to closely examine her nipples. "We need to make these harder" Daddy says and gives each one a little flick with the crop till both nipples are standing hard and perky, just the way Daddy prefers them. "Remove your shorts now" Daddy says. She doesn't hesitate this time and quickly pulls them off and stands up straight for the next phase of the inspection. "Pull open your ass and bend the way iv'e taught you" Daddy says. She takes an ass cheek in each hand and pulls them apart before bending over, just the way Daddy had taught her. Daddy crouches behind her and is silent for a long moment. She starts to worry that perhaps she hadn't prepared herself properly. Suddenly Daddy's wet tongue slowly licks her asshole full and deep. She breaths a sigh of relief, this is Daddy's signal that her ass has passed its inspection. Daddy moves around in front of her and slides two fingers up the slit of her cunt. " you're not wet enough, spread your legs" Daddy says. Quickly she steps her legs apart. Daddy takes the flat of the crop and slaps against her soft lips. Again and again he strikes her lips till they both start to hear the wet slapping sound they know means she is dripping wet. Again Daddy takes two fingers and slides them up her slit. This time he is clearly sees how wet his fingers are. Daddy smiles and slips the two fingers inside and pulls her close. "You've passed your inspection little one, time for your reward" Daddy whispers in her ear. She giggles as Daddy leads her to his desk, fingers still deep inside her.

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The One

The night is heavy with anticipation. He pauses to reflect on those who have brought him to this point. Would tonight be different? Gazing at his own reflection in the bathroom mirror, he smirks and thinks “Maybe she will finally be the one?” He walks back into the bedroom where his present lies wrapped up in lingerie and tied to the corners on the bed, just as a good present should look in pretty paper and ribbon all tied with a bow. She may be laying still but to a trained eye, she is anything but. Her muscles are tight, testing the movement her restraints allow her. She is blindfolded, but she is listening and turns her head towards the approaching sounds of his footsteps. These little things are small and meaningless to most, but these little details are the things he relishes. His excitement rises to match hers. The scent of her perfume draws him in closer. It smells of home, something to remind him of long lost shores. Tonight just might be the release he desperately needs.

He stops to examine his tools for the evening on the night stand. A feather, a tiny flogger, a metal wheel with sharp little spikes attached to a handle, and a small vibrator. Turning his attention back towards her, his present, he reaches out to touch for the first time. We touch many people during our daily interactions, a handshake with a business partner, a high five during a sporting event, a gentle caress of a lover. But the first touch on an evening such as this is something special. Her skin tenses under his fingertips as she sharply inhales. He leans in to kiss her lips softly and feels her try to hold on as he pulls away. She is ready.

He picks up the feather, it is long and pure white like untouched snow. He slowly traces the tip down her left arm, across her neck, and up her right arm. Pleased with his response, he moves to her legs. Again, up her left leg keeping to the inside and stopping just shy of her visibly wet panties before returning down the inside of her right leg. He smiles at the cute little pout on her lips, “not yet” he thinks. He allows himself a brief taste of her upper left thigh before returning to his task at hand. Tonight may not be about him but he will feel joy all the same in her ecstasy. Setting down the feather he begins to unwrap his present. Taking his time to enjoy the moment, he peels back the layers of lace and silk. Finished he steps back again to observe his present. A beautiful woman left in nothing but her still wet panties. These too must be removed. He pulls out his sharp little pocket knife and slides the tip up her hips before slicing through the sides of the panties and pulling them away to reveal the source of her wetness. Returning to the feather, he traces the tip along her nipples and down her ribs. She arches her back in response. He slides the edge of the feather along her silent lips before sliding it along her wet lips, finally she breaks her silence.

Next, he picks up the vibrator. Turning it on, he places it between her thighs allowing it to lean against her pussy. She pulls away and he quickly warns her to trust him and not allow herself to move again. Picking up the flogger in one hand and the spike wheel in the other he sets out on his next plan. He touches the tips on the spikes down on her skin and begins to roll it across her flesh. Instantly she moves and he bring down the flogger on her right breast, reminding her she is under instructions not to move. When she settles down he again begins with the spiked wheel. Rolling it along her arms he sees her start to twitch but fights to hold perfectly still. He is very pleased with his present and again allows himself to think that this one could be different. Rolling the wheel softly over her arms he moves it lower and circles her breasts. She flinches away again and again the flogger comes down, this time on her left thigh. Regaining control, she holds still, resolved to trust him not to do anything she wouldn’t enjoy. He rolls the wheel down the center of her abdomen and stops just shy of her clit. He sees her fighting to remain still and leans down to her ear. “Ask me one wish my dear” he says. She bites her lips in defiance then opens her red lips to speak, “Please fuck me Sir” she says. This is what he had been waiting for.

He climbs on the bed and moves between her legs; his cock is fully hard and throbbing. He uses two fingers to part her lips and works his way toward her wet center. Sliding inside, he curls his fingers upwards to her mound and she lets out a loud gasp. “Please Sir, I need you” she says. He leans forward and touches the head of his cock to her just long enough to tease before sliding all the way inside. She lets out a happy sigh as she feels his warmth. He starts to fuck her, slowly at first before speeding up. She begins to move her hips to match his rhythm, their bodies moving in unison. He warns her not to cum until she is granted permission. He watches her body as they quicken the pace and her breathing becomes heavier. Finally, he can tell she cannot hold it in any longer. He slides back her blindfold and tells her to cum for him. She locks her legs rigid as she explodes in her release, her eyes close and she embraces her orgasm, ridding it out fully to the end. She opens her eyes and thanks him. He smiles and laughs “Silly little thing” he says, “that was only number one”. He kisses her deeply and thinks “This just might be the one”.