“It’s true.I read a lot of articles on it.Just like there are natural Dominants.Apparently, I’m one.”He chuckles at this revelation.“And you, my pretty girl, are a natural submissive.You need someone to top you.You’ve been existing without really living because you need another person to make decisions for you.Someone to guide you.In your case, a Daddy since you never had a caretaker in your life.There’s a void in you.It has to be filled.You’ll never be fully happy or satisfied without filling that hole.”
My focus is split between his deep philosophical revelation and his fingers that have moved to my hips again.They’re easing along the elastic edge of my panties, reminding me of the fact that my bottom is still sore.I winced when I put them on before bed.
“And do you know something else?Deeply submissive people can be trained just like puppies.”He chuckles again.“That sounds silly, but it’s true.A reward system.When you do as you’re told, you get a treat.When you misbehave, you get reprimanded.Have you ever trained a puppy, princess?”
I shake my head.I’m not a dog.I’m not fond of this thought process.
“I haven’t either, but many Dominants have found excellent results when they train their submissives with similar methods.Some even put their submissive in a kennel when they’re disobedient.”
I gasp behind the gag.
“Hopefully, we won’t need to use a kennel.I think you’ll learn to obey me without such drastic methods.Don’t you?”
Is he fucking with me?I nod.I have no choice.
“You were a very good girl today, Briana.I’m so proud of you.That’s why I’m going to reward you.It will help you strive to be good every day.”
A full shudder waves through me.I want his reward.He’s taking so long to get to it, though.I’m coming out of my skin.I don’t even care what he’s going to do because the truth is that what I’m already experiencing is a reward.He’s giving me all of his attention.Me.No one else.He’s focused on me.Talking to me.Touching me in ways that make goosebumps rise on my skin.I’d be a good girl every day if he would sit with me like this at night and praise me.
I’d let him gag and blindfold me and tie me to the bed every night for the rest of my life to have him always come to me and soothe me with his words and his voice.He’s a drug.So addictive.
I don’t mind if he spanks me again because he gave me his attention to do that, too.But this is nicer.
His fingers graze up to my breasts again, and I arch my chest when he taps my nipples.He circles them.“I love how you respond to my touch, princess.”
My pulse picks up again.Please…I silently beg.
“Such a good girl.You haven’t made a sound in several minutes.You’re learning.”He pinches my tight buds.
I stifle the groan that wants to come out by holding my breath.
“Good girl.So obedient.”
After releasing my nipples, he drags his fingertips down my body to my panties.“You have no idea how much I love seeing you in a white tank top and plain white cotton panties.So pure.Untouched.You were waiting for me, weren’t you, princess?Saving your innocence for me.”
I nod.I think I was.It’s irrational, but maybe it’s true.
My breath hitches when he flattens one palm on my pelvis and grazes his other pointer along the edge of my panties an inch from my pussy.The blood drains from my head.I can feel my pulse between my legs.
“I’m going to hold you down, princess.It will be too difficult for you to stay still for me.I won’t ask that of you.It would take a lot of training to teach you to keep from squirming while I touch your pussy.”
My eyes roll back in my head.He can’t see them.But maybe he can tell by looking at my face.
His finger touches my pussy over the cotton, so lightly I’m not even sure it’s happening.“These panties are soaked, princess.You’re desperate for my touch, aren’t you, pretty girl?”
My nostrils flare with every breath.
When he flicks his finger over my clit, I nearly come off the bed.At least, I want to and would have if he weren’t pinning me down.
“So responsive.You have no idea how pretty you are, all flushed with arousal.Have you ever felt this kind of need, princess?”
I shake my head, trying not to whine.He moves his finger lower.It still feels good against my labia, but I want him to touch my clit again.
Removing his finger, he leans over me.“Your body is mine now, Briana.Do you understand?”
I nod so hard my brain is probably jarred.
“You’ll give yourself to me and no one else.No other man will ever touch you.No man will ever hear you whimper.You’remine.”His words are firm.A demand.A promise.A warning.