Extricating myself from my previous house was tricky.I had to lie to my roommates.I told them I’d met a man I’d secretly been dating and talking to for weeks.They bought my excuse since I’d been so withdrawn from the rest of the house.They were surprised that I would move out so abruptly to live with a man I’d just met.I’m only eighteen.But eventually, I convinced them it was true love.
Daddy did not help me.He wasn’t there when I told them.He thought it would be better if he remained aloof and mysterious to them.I was relieved when it was finally over.He came to the house when no one was home and packed up all my stuff to move into his house.Some of it made its way into our bedroom.The rest of it is mysteriously in storage in the basement.I’m not permitted to question his decisions, nor do I really own anything I care much about, so I haven’t said a word.
I’m startled out of my wandering thoughts when his hand lands on my back.He trails his rubber-covered fingers up to my neck.“Open your mouth, naughty girl.”
I’m confused for a moment and then whine when he shoves a ball gag between my lips.He hasn’t gagged me since I moved in.
“I want you to be quiet since there seems to be another guest in the house.”
My heart rate increases.
“Instead of spanking you this morning, I’m going to fuck your ass.Even though you’ve been preparing, it will still hurt.Afterward, you will spend some time in the naughty box, thinking about your devotion to me.”
I nod.I doubt there’s another human alive as fully devoted to anyone as me.I prove it time and again.I don’t mind.
It’s who I am.
It’s whoweare.
“If you try to avoid my touch while I’m fucking you, I will add a spanking to your pretty ass.”
I’m already drooling as he rubs lube onto my puckered hole.Now I know why he had me douche this morning.I’m used to him examining me closely, but it’s still embarrassing every time.It’s humiliating the way he holds my cheeks wide and takes his time easing a finger in and out of my hole.He always wears a glove because he’s too clean to do otherwise.I’m glad.And frankly, I’m surprised he’s willing to eat my pussy, which he does every single day.
I’m moaning against the ball gag as he reaches around to play with my clit.He likes to force me to enjoy contact with my butt, and he’s successful.In fact, when I reach orgasm a few minutes later, he chuckles.“My girl loves ass play.”
I’m panting around the gag as I listen to the snap of his glove being removed, followed by the rip of a condom wrapper.And then he’s right there, a hand on my hip, his cock at my entrance.“Relax your bottom, naughty girl.”
I take deep breaths and release them, praying he won’t tear my tender skin.And I’m surprised when, unlike the first time he took my cunt, he eases into my tight hole.
“Don’t tense up, Briana,” he orders.
It’s difficult.My instinct is to buck away from him.The stretch is too much, but I’m prepared for this.He’s been working my ass for weeks.It doesn’t take long for him to thrust the rest of the way, fully seated.
He groans deeply.“Fuck, princess.Fuck.”
God, I love that sound.The one that tells me how pleased he is.I make him happy.My obedience.Me.
He holds my hips firmly as he eases in and out before picking up the pace and thrusting harder.It’s not long before he roars out his release.The sound fills the room.I’m wearing a ball gag to keep me from making too much noise, but Daddy shakes the rafters.
I’m bereft of his contact when he pulls out.My limbs are trembling.He slaps my ass.“Crawl over to the naughty box, Briana.”
I don’t know how he’s able to bark out orders so soon after reaching his orgasm, but I don’t question him.I do as I’m told, dropping onto my shaky limbs to scramble around the bed and into the cage.
My bottom is throbbing.It’s sore and abused.I’m not injured, though.Daddy will never do anything to intentionally hurt me in any permanent way.
I whimper when he slides the dreaded blindfold over my eyes and then adds the headset that leaves me in total silence and darkness.He guides my hands to the bars on the sides and presses my knees wide.I assume he shuts the gate next, but I’m already too deprived of my senses to know for sure.
And then I’m alone with my thoughts.It’s a strange place to be.The first few times he shut me in this kennel, I spent most of the time panicking.It’s claustrophobic.Adding the blindfold and blocking my ears makes it worse.
But I’m conditioned now.I know he needs this.At least once a week, he needs to exert this level of control over me.It feeds something inside him.He’s calmer after I’ve been in the cage.
I suspect he watches me.Sits close and stares at me, absorbing my compliance, my total submission.Even the act of crawling into the naughty box fuels him.He likes to watch me move around the room on my hands and knees, naked.
I take deep breaths and let them out slowly, focusing on each part of my body.My bottom hole is stretched and pulsing from accepting his huge cock.My nipples are hard, and they stiffen further when he turns on a fan.He likes to add the sadistic fan.It keeps me trembling and cold.It also makes my nipples hard.Bug bites, as he so crudely calls them.
My clit is throbbing.My pussy craves his attention.He’ll touch me when he’s ready and not a moment before.
Maybe I should feel alone, but I’m never alone.He’s always watching.I’m performing in a way.Even when he’s at the university teaching a class and I’m in this room, I’m not alone because I know he’s watching me.Always.I can feel his gaze on me.There are so many cameras in here that he misses nothing.