She receives a text from her Master, “Good Morning Beautiful, get undressed” followed immediately by another buzz from her phone. This time stating “Go grab your collar and your blindfold, climb on the bed, lay down and put them on.” As she lays in the darkness she begins to wonder how long she is to stay laying there and how she will know what to do next. Her whole body begins to quiver with excitement as she imagines what is to come. All of her senses are heightened now as she pays close attention to every sound around her. Laying naked on the bed all alone and in utter darkness a strong sense of vulnerability sweeps over her. She breathes slowly trying to relax and enjoy the quiet solitude. Her heart beating at a slightly faster than normal pace grows still even faster as she hears the sound of the front door opening and then slamming shut. She hears voices talking in just the other room. She is conflicted on whether she should hide under the blankets or continue to lay still on the bed as her Master had commanded her. Her lips fall open as she feels her wetness dripping from between both her legs and running down the crack of her ass. Who is here? Is it her Daddy? Is someone else with him? Who? Convinced that it must in fact be him but unsure of his intentions or company she musters up the courage to remain obedient and stay perfectly still. Her decision also rooted in the very real understanding that if it is in deed her Daddy she will most definitely suffer the consequences if she were to be caught disobeying no matter what the excuse. She hears as the sound of footsteps come down the hallway and then the door to the bedroom opening ever so slowly. Her breathing quickly intensifies as she questions to herself who else might occupy the room with her. She lets out a gasp as both of her wrists are each grabbed from either side of the bed and are securely fastened to either end of the headboard above her. She forcefully tests each of her binds. Unable to now remove her blindfold she turns her head from side to side as though trying to get a look at who the perpetrators might be. She sighs with relief as she feels the light touch of a feather work its way from the side of her face, along her jaw and down her neck, between her breasts, and along her stomach where it stops just above her sex and begins to lightly tickle between her legs. Her back arches and her chin tilts up as she for the first time since this had all started closes her eyes tightly beneath her blindfold. She starts to breathe even louder as she feels one set of hands begin to play with one of her breasts while the other searches the wetness between her legs for a way in. Pretty confident that it feels like the hands of another woman that are now taking full advantage of her naked and bound body but still unsure if there is more than one girl and her Master or just the one girl as her Master possibly watches from his chair across the room. It no longer matters and she is no longer fearful or conflicted. Whatever Daddy wants to use me for is up to him and I trust him completely with all of me. For I am his. Just then I feel as the all familiar face of my Daddy rubs slightly against my own. As he kisses my neck he whispers in my ear. “Good Girl.” It’s as if he knew that I had finally just surrendered, he must have been watching me intently waiting for the precise moment that I had given myself willfully and completely over to his desire.
“Her Fantasy” part one
02 Friday Oct 2015
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