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	About Controandkink I am a submissive woman with an independent streak...I am strong and assertive, but with a Dom, I am more than willing to serve...I am curious about many aspects of the distyles. I have been involved in some form of BDSM for approximately 3 years...I don't judge and I am very open minded...I believe that everyone should be honest and I endeavor to do so in all aspects of my life.

I am layers...to know me, you must peel away each one...to get to the heart of me takes time...it takes desire...it takes a strong man to see each discovery and protect what lies beneath...a dominate man to cherish each layer...knowing that each one is a gift I give to Him.

Heading to Florida for 8 days of sun:)

I found this on and thought I would share Four ways to lose a woman's trust Journal Entry | 71 Comments ? 238 Love It | 1 day ago Found this article and it resonated. Disclaimer - I wanted to leave the article intact, as it was not written by me. I agree that this applies to all humans, despite of gender, dynamic, etc. Most people would agree that the foundation of a happy relationship is trust. Without a certain level of trust in our relationships, we are pretty much just fooling ourselves and attempting to breathe life into something that is already dead. Trust comes with time, and if we expect someone to trust us we must not only be honest in the things that we say, but also there should be sincerity in the things that we do. As men, sometimes we can do things to lose the trust of a woman without even recognizing the signs that this part of our relationship is fading. Once that trust that we spent so much time building and working to have is gone, it?s usually gone forever. So, what can we do to make sure that we keep the trust factor in our relationship intact? Well, here are five things that you should NOT do if you want to have a relationship built on trust. 1. Talk Down To Her or Belittle Her A lot of times the things that we say have harsher consequences to those that we are speaking to than the things that we actually do. How can you expect to be respected in a healthy relationship when the woman can?t even trust you with her feelings and emotions? The focus of your words should be to uplift and empower her, not to make her feel small or insignificant. Two things in life that you can?t take back are the stone after its been thrown, and the words after they have been said. Once a woman sees that you are not compassionate and mindful of her feelings she is going to automatically begin to shut down and lose the emotional connection that you shared. 2. Be Inconsistent There is nothing that screams dishonesty to a woman more than an inconsistent man. If you say you are going to do something, do it! If you say you are going to be somewhere, get there! If you say that you know what you want, you better find a way to prove it. Many times our words don?t match our actions. We can say one thing today, and by tomorrow we are doing something totally different. This is a red flag to many women because when they see the inconsistency factor within you they have make the decision that you are not the one to give them the things that they need in a relationship. By the time you figure out that you need to decide what direction you want to move they already have their minds made up as to what they want, how they want it, and when they want it. Stand firm as a man and deliver on your words so there is no doubt in her mind that you are there to consistently provide her with the things that she needs to maintain the relationship. Most importantly, you must be there when she needs you. 3. Not Communicating Effectively You can?t expect to get anywhere in your relationship if there is a lapse in your communication. The quickest way to end a relationship is by stonewalling and not tackling issues head on. Making the assumption that someone knows what you are thinking before you tell them is hardly the best way to sustain an emotional connection. We have to be sure that we are outright while saying what we mean and meaning what we say. This form of unmitigated communication can help us avoid a world of trouble within our relationship if we just take a moment and say what is on our mind. Also, don?t think that communication is only about how well you speak. You must also listen with the same intent as you talk. Don?t just hear what she is saying, allow her words to penetrate your mind and take every word in. The last thing that a woman wants is to feel like she isn?t being taken serious because you aren?t listening to the things that she says about the matters that she feels are important. 4. Not Putting Her Needs Before Your Wants Having the desire to want things to go our way is simple human nature. Most of us want things to go according to our plan because we feel like if they don?t we may be in jeopardy of losing something important. But what happens when you get so caught up in what you want that you forget about what the woman needs? Many times we allow our desire for certain situations to go in our favor to outweigh our impact of meeting the needs of the person we care about. One of the major factors in true love is selflessness. Sometimes you have to walk away from the things that you want in order for the person that you love to get what they need. Once both individuals begin to project a true spirit of selflessness within the relationships the trust factor will come easily because both people will understand that its no longer about me, but all about we. Lets begin to open our eyes and walk with a spirit of trustworthiness in our relationships. That way we can eliminate all of those unnecessary that are holding us back from having the happiness that we deserve. Give up those things that are preventing us from growing so that you can be the man that she needs you to be. So, how else has someone lost your trust? I have to say inconsistency and stonewalling are huge for me. It is the easiest and fastest way to lose my trust.

Fall Into Me Right here waiting Staying strong Come and Fall into me You say you've turned it off Hid your heart up on a shelf Scared of what it might cost To take it down for someone else 'Cause loving him you lost Too much of yourself Baby can't you see That he's Not me And I need you To know you can Fall into me That my arms Are wide open and Will always be Right here waiting Staying strong Come and Fall into me I'll follow any road Anywhere to get to you I'll open up my soul If that's what you need me to do Now baby it's your move All you got to do is believe In love Just believe In us And I need you To know you can Fall into me That my arms Are wide open and Will always be Right here waiting Staying strong Come and Fall into me Just believe in love Just believe in us Baby I need you To know you can Fall into me That my arms Are wide open and Will always be Right here waiting Staying strong Come and Fall into me Come and Fall into me Fall into me (Fall into me)

Connect my soul, feed my need Reach deep, hold me still Climb walls, help me stand Accept the dark, shine the light See the pain, free my love

"Looks like they're all in, baby", her Daddy told her after announcing that her mouth was His wager on the next bet. She smiled up at him, her lips still red and swollen from sucking His big, black cock dry. Her smile was one of pure mischief, revealing her inner cum slut. She watched as His cock started to get hard again, which only made her smile wider and her eyes glaze over with desire. She laid her head in his lap, quietly suckling His cock while they played out their bet. She was so relaxed and content, she was startled when the table shook and a loud voice yelled, "I win!". She was not at all surprised when her Daddy pulled His cock from her mouth and lifted her chin, looked into her eyes and said, "show him what he's won, babygirl". She stood up and walked over to His friend, who already had his big black cock freed from his pants and was stroking it, watching her walk over. She knelt down between his thighs, licking her lips. The sight of another big, black cock, making her mouth water. She leaned over, licking him from base to tip, teasing him, like she knew her Daddy wanted. She licked his big, heavy balls, making them wet with her saliva. She stuck her tongue out, licking his black hole, feeling him shudder from the sensation. His groans filled the room as her hands were suddenly jerked behind her back. She was so intent on her task, she didn't realize someone had knelt behind her. She didn't bother to see who was behind her, she knew that her Daddy would protect her and see to her pleasure. "Offer that white pussy to him, baby", her Daddy said from His seat across the table. She arched her back and felt hands on her hips, lifting her ass. Even though she was dripping wet, the big, black cock that was thrust into her from behind made her gasp from the fullness. The black man seated in front of her took the opportunity and shoved his cock into her throat, holding her head to his stomach. Being filled in her pussy and mouth by two big, black cocks was over riding all her senses, making her moan and tears leak out her eyes. "Fuck, she loves being filled with black cock, doesn't she?", she heard him ask. "My baby was born to be owned by me, to serve black cock. It is her destiny." Her Daddy told them. The black man behind her was pounding her pussy so hard, holding her hands behind her back, that she was forced onto the cock in front of her with ever thrust, causing a rhythm of fucking and sucking that caused her to explode in orgasm. Her pussy gripped the big, black cock, milking him while his shouts triggered the cock in her mouth to erupt. She sucked the cock dry, moaning with the taste. Before she swallowed the last drop, she felt the cum dripping out of her pussy when he withdrew his cock, causing the room to exclaim, "shit, that's so fucking hot", as they all watched. She looked over at her Daddy and said, "more, please Daddy." A third man knelt behind her and he was bigger than the others because he grabbed her hips and lifted her completely off the floor. He put the head of his big, black cock at the entrance of her dripping pussy and slowly pushed through the combined juices until he was buried deep in her pussy. "Fuck, that white pussy is so fucking tight", he said. Her Daddy sat down in front of her and said, "Suck me dry while he fills that pussy, baby". He lifted her under arms, now suspended between two big, black cocks, she immediately latched onto her Daddy with her still hungry mouth. Her Daddy leaned over and worked a finger into her tight ass, causing her mouth to open wider as the slight burn added to her arousal. When he added another finger, the pinch of pain threw her into another orgasm. "Yeah baby, squeeze my black fingers and that black cock. So full of black man, you have to cum, don't you baby?" He asked. She moaned in response, her mouth sucking His cock with an intensity that surprised Him. "Fuck!", he shouted as he filled her mouth with more cum. She continued sucking until he pushed her off his softening cock, causing her mouth to make a popping noise from the suction. "Come here, baby", He said and she climbed into his lap and curled up with her head snuggled into the crook of his neck.

She stood there, fidgeting with the leash attached to her thick, wide leather collar. The comfort of the collar focusing her mind, stilling her hands so that when she appeared in front of her Daddy, she was poised and submissive. She knelt next to His chair and with her eyes down, she placed her leash in His lap. Several minutes passed, raising her anticipation, before she felt His big, warm hand stroking her hair. She arched her back, making a contented noise in the back of her throat, showing Him how much she enjoyed His comforting touch. She could hear the sounds of the poker game as the black men around the table, friends of her black Daddy, placed bets and laughed and kidded each other. Thinking about all the big black cocks sitting around the table, she started to feel her pussy getting wet. She clenched her thighs, trying to ease the ache. A jerk on her leash brought her head up. She looked up at her sexy black Daddy. He shook His head, a stern look on his face and she opened her knees with a whimper. "That's my pussy, baby", He said in a low growl. She lowered her head, wanting to please Him. "Show Daddy and his friends how much you worship big, black cock, baby", He said while pulling her to kneel between his powerful thighs. She unbuttoned His pants, her excitement making her fumble. She licked her lips, anticipating the feel of his big black cock in her mouth. Wanting to show her devotion, she immediately took His semi-hard cock into her mouth, knowing that she could swallow more of His length before He became as hard as velvet incased steel. He hissed in a breath, His cock jerking in her throat. She tasted the pre-cum and hummed her approval, swallowing the awesome taste of a big, black cock. She sucked Him to the roof of her mouth, hollowing her cheeks so they rubbed the sides of his cock. Her mouth was filling with saliva, causing her to make wet, slurping noises that suddenly filled the quiet room. She looked up at her Daddy, wanted to see the approval in His eyes. He grabbed the hair at her neck with one hand and the leash with the other, pulling and pushing her mouth, driving his big, black cock into her throat. She relaxed her jaw, letting Him control the movement, trusting him to know her limits. With His cock deep in her throat, she heard His friends commenting to each other..."damn, that white girl loves big, black cock!", and "I want some of that!". She felt His cock expand, knowing that His friends desire and admiration only aroused Him more. "Fuck yeah, baby, show them how you suck big, black cock", her Daddy told her. His excitement fuel her own and she sucked harder. When He spread His thighs more, she leaned down to lick His heavy, cum filled black balls. She moved down to tongue His black hole, humming against it in a hungry desire. Her white fingers, wrapped around His big, black cock looked so sexy, she wrapped her lips around the velvety head, to wrapping her warm, wet tongue around it. She stroked His length, sucking the head, milking Him for that delicious cum. She felt His cock get impossibly bigger, swelling in her mouth as he filled it with His cum. She swallowed the first jet, trying not to spill. His warm cum flooded her tongue and she held it in her mouth, savoring the taste of her black Daddy's release...feeding her his essence. She looked up at Him, her devotion in her eyes, for all to see. She opened her mouth and showed Him the cum, thick and warm, coating her tongue. "Good girl", He said and she let His cum fill her hungry belly, waiting for his next command. "I'd like to wager my baby's mouth for our next bet" her Daddy told his friends. A hush fell over the room as she waited to hear their response. To be continued...

I hadn't thought about that incident in a long time. The actions of a group of kids, on a 6 year old girl. The strangest part, was how I covered for them, didn't want them to get into trouble, and if knew they would. I knew people would hear about it and think it was bad. I thought I was bad, even years later, which is why I refused to think about it. I was bad, because I had enjoyed it. But then I met Him. He was everything I was looking for. A big, strong, black Daddy Master. We messaged...we talked...and it just sort of hit me...the things that had happened to me as a child...was that event the turning point? Was I marked to be owned by a black Master? It all felt like it was coming together, but I am still afraid. I don't trust my judgement. I don't trust these feelings...I've suppressed them so long, how do I know if it's real? My instinct has always been to protect, not to let go. It's difficult to ignore a lifetime of instinct. But I hear the little voice...softly, telling me to let go...to let her out...that maybe, just maybe, the big, strong black Daddy will be her Destiny.

I drove my car, tears slowly running down my face. My thoughts on the scene I left behind, his face when he told me I had a lot of hard edges...him asking me if me showing him my vulnerable side meant that I would cry... I told him "No", rolling my eyes, thinking in that moment that I was right not to reveal more of myself to him. Then, speaking those thoughts, telling him I don't show him more because I didn't think he wanted more...just carefree and funk that's all he's interested in. And telling him there was nothing wrong with that, that I finally understood why I couldn't be everything I was meant to be when I was with him. Suddenly, I was so sad...I knew I was going to cry. I left before the tears fell. But driving home, leaving hours before I usually did, the tears fell and I wondered...would I ever be able to let down these walls? Would I ever find someone who could understand me and all the layers that I hide?someone who appreciates all that I give? Someone that I can be myself around...the shy little girl, the naughty slut, the silly giggling girl, the sexy woman, the exhibitionist, the confident career woman, the protective mother, the defending lioness, the caretaker, the flirt, the submissive, the frightened girl, the love starved woman...and more. Am I too deep? Is it all too much? Can you see me? Can you accept me?

Talking about my life, the past, is difficult for me. I relay past events like statements of fact, like they were insignificant. When I see and hear sympathy in response, I shrug it off, unwilling to acknowledge the pain it triggers, unwilling to FEEL the pain that I know is buried inside. The pain of rejection, the pain of never feeling loved or to be given affection, never being protected and cherished by the people who were responsible to provide it. The pain of wondering what it was about me that people couldn't love. As time went on, I gave them reasons to not love me, while deep down, I so desperately craved it. Wanting someone to see past my defenses, to break down my walls. Then, realizing that these walls, my protection, has become my prison. I was taught to never ask for what I need. I was shown that my needs are not important, time and time again. I protect others, as strongly as I protect the little girl inside me. But no one protects me, offers me the chance to be free. Someone who sees the depth of my pain and understands that in order for me to feel this pain, I will need His strength...His arms holding me tight...His hands stroking my trembling body...His support in releasing this pain. I need it all...His mind controlling mine...His arms holding my body still...His heat melting my soul. In return, my freedom will be His. How could I not worship Him, when He showed me what I was born to be? My capacity for giving knows no bounds. I know no limits in His presence. His pleasure is my own.

I was born a submissive. Created for His pleasure. Bound by His desires. Captive to His will. Pleased by His pleasure. Anticipating His command. Fueled by His control. Driven by His force. He is my protector. He is my comfort. My submission is His power. He was born to be a Dominate. His strength is teaching, guiding and cherishing. His desire is control. His hunger is submission. We are unique. Together, We are free. Apart, We are lost.

Here we are. It's not just about my Daddy and what pleases him, nor is it just about me and my desire to please my Daddy. It's about what we can only be together. My Daddy and his babygirl. The deep connection and the faithful trust that can only exist in this place, together. I can be 3 hours away but just my Daddy's voice, just my Daddy's written commands, have the power to bring me to that place. I am there. I feel his heat, I melt from his voice and I am instantly aroused. I feel his arms holding me tight, holding me still, softly telling me what a beautiful little cum slut I am. Telling me how he will fill all my holes with his fuck juice and I can feel it in my mind. My hands touching my body are now my Daddy's hands. I want to surrender my will to his, to just allow him every liberty with my body because my mind is already his. My soul screams to touch his...reaching across the distance...to feel his hands around my throat, his cock buried in my throat, fucking my mouth for his pleasure. Hearing my Daddy...his breathing, his groans, his voice getting deeper, put me in a heightened state, my body is just dripping wet, preparing for his invasion. I can't stop...he start counting down and I know he's going to make me cum...his cum...for him. I lick my lips because his cock in my mouth is what my imagination has flashed in front of me, just with the sound of his voice...3 hours away. He tells me he is going to choke me with the amount of cum he has and I look up at him and smile, with tears leaking out of my eyes...but to him, I am beautiful. I am HIS beautiful cum slut, he tells me as he pumps his cock into my hot eager mouth, filling it until I am gagging on the overflow. It seeps out my mouth, down my chin, but I don't swallow. I look up at my Daddy from my kneeling position at his feet. He reaches down and pulls my hear so that my neck is stretched back and says, "Open". I open and show him his cum is filling my mouth and he looks into my eyes, eyes glazed over with passion and he sees how much I adore him.

Why does he make me feel so safe? Is it the way he makes me face my fears or the way he doesn't judge my faults? Is it the way he makes me feel like it's acceptable to be the little girl that I've kept protected for the last 40 years? Is it because he makes me believe that she will be liked? Why am I compelled to tell him all the bad things that were done to me, and all the bad things I have done to others? Why does he always think I am beautiful? Why is the one man that I found that truly reaches me,,,why is he un reachable?

She was kneeling between his spread thighs, his cock in her mouth. The sounds of her working his length between her lips filled the room. She was oblivious to everything but her Daddy's pleasure. Hearing his groans, his breathing accelerate and feeling his strong hands stroke her hair only fueled her excitement. "Such a good girl," he would say, causing her to moan her pleasure down his cock, vibrating all the way to his balls. "Take it all for Daddy," he said as he grabbed her hair to angle her mouth and pushed his hips up, driving his cock into her throat. "Ahhh...yes babygirl, show Daddy what a good cock slut you are." When his cock hit the back of her throat, she swallowed around the head, causing his cock to jerk in her mouth and pre-cum coat the back of her throat. She looked up at him, tears leaking out the sides of her eyes, waiting for him to release her head so that she could breathe. She wasn't afraid, she knew he would keep her safe, never take her too far. So she waited and continued to worship his cock. He looked up suddenly and that was when she became aware that someone else had entered the room. Before she could turn to look, his warm hands gripped her face, not allowing her to see who was watching them. He looked into her eyes and said, "Daddy wants you to show him what a good cock slut you are. Show him how much my dirty girl loves to suck cock." Wanting to please her Daddy, to make him proud, she sucked the smooth bulbous head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the underside and traced the veins. She heard shuffling of large feet and then the sound of a zipper. "He is taking his cock out, stroking it while watching my baby suck her Daddy's cock," he said. Knowing that the man was aroused watching her, caused her pussy to clench in need and her clit to throb. She whimpered, needing to be filled. "Does my baby want something?" He asked. Moaning around his girth, not wanting to give up his delicious cock, she didn't answer in words. He grabbed her hair and jerked her off his cock, demanding "Answer me!" She looked up and with a dazed expression said, "Yes, Daddy". "Pull your pants down past your ass", he ordered her. She did as he asked, while he pushed her mouth to his balls, indicating she should suck them into her mouth. She was so lost in the smell and feel of her Daddy, she almost didn't hear the sounds of the man as he groaned his satisfaction at seeing her ass revealed. "I think he wants to fuck that sweet ass, little one", her Daddy told her. She felt him lean over, running his hand down her back, towards the crack of her ass. He was grinding his balls into her mouth, causing her to arch her back, lifting her ass for his touch. "Mmmm...I am the only one who gets to fuck this ass", he murmured, letting the man know that he would not be getting that satisfaction. "Maybe Daddy will let you suck his big cock while I fuck MY little ones ass." The thought of being filled in both my ass and my mouth had me salivating more and my pussy dripping with need. "Would you like that little one?" He asked. "Yes, Daddy" she answered him, her voice eager and almost begging. She wanted him to give her every pleasure, to take her to a place where only his pleasure was important, where she was free to just feel. Suddenly he was kneeling behind her, stroking her ass. "Suck him, baby. Show him how much you love cock", he told her. She didn't look up at the man, only the cock in front of her face. The mans hand was wrapped around the base, the head an angry purple, pre-cum leaking down the side. She licked her swollen lips, eagerly anticipating the taste. Her Daddy pushed her head towards the cock and she automatically opened her mouth and took it all in. "That's a good girl", her Daddy crooned to her, rubbing his hot, hard cock into the crevice of her ass. She pushed her ass back into him, loving the feel of the course hair and hard muscles of his thighs against her smooth skin. She felt the sting of his slap on her ass, the pain/pleasure shooting directly to her clit. "Still", he ordered her. He fingered her pussy, two fingers curling to find that spongy spot inside, causing her juices to coat his fingers and hand. "My baby is so wet", he praised her, releasing her head and grabbing her wrists behind her back, leaving her balanced on her knees and the cock in her mouth. He spread her juices to her asshole, pushing two fingers into the tight ring of muscles. She felt the burn, the familiar pain and the pressure drove her further on the cock in her mouth. She eagerly sucked him, her tongue working up and down, while her Daddy finger fucked her ass. "Fuck, baby, your ass is so tight", he groaned while removing his fingers. She felt the head of his cock at the entrance of her ass, as he pushed past the first ring of muscle. She groaned and caused the man in front of her to shout with lust, "Fuck, I don't know how long I can hold out." "Let me in, little one", her Daddy said as he gripped her ass and pulled back on her wrists. She relaxed her ass muscles, pushing out to ease his way. He slipped all the way in, his balls slapping her pussy. He slowly started pulling out, the nerves causing her pussy to flutter, clasping at air. He pushed back in slowly, the drag of his cock over sensitive tissue, causing her to suck with unequal abandon on the cock still in her mouth. Every time he pushed in her ass, it drove her down on the cock in her mouth, driving her closer to the most intense orgasm of her life. Her Daddy must have known she was close because he said, "I want my baby to come...when. I. Say." He punctuated the words with the slamming of his cock in her ass. She suddenly felt the strong vibration of a vibrator on her clit and her work exploded. She screamed around the cock in her mouth, her pussy and ass milking his cock while her mouth flooded with cum. She swallowed it all, while she felt her Daddy's cum flood her ass, prolonging her orgasm with the feeling of their release in her body. She was wrapped in a warm blanket, cuddled on her Daddy's lap, exhausted and sated. "Drink, little one" he said as he put a water bottle to her lips. She took a few sips and sighed, "Thank you, Daddy". He tucked her head in the crook of his neck and petted her. "I adore you", he whispered in her hair. The feeling of peace swept over her. She realized she had no idea what the other man looked like and she felt no shame, just a deep feeling of peace.

Sitting on his lap, her back to his front, her legs spread and anchored over his spread thighs. She was helpless and trembling. His breath was hot against her neck causing goosebumps to travel through her body. His voice was rough when he asked, "Is Daddy's baby going to be a good girl?". She moaned into his mouth because he had gripped her hair and forced her mouth to his in a deep kiss. With his other hand, he squeezed her breasts, needing the fullness, making her pussy drip with need. He avoided her nipple, making her whimper into his mouth, her eyes pleaded with him, to give her relief. "Patience, little one, your pleasure belongs to me," he stated. She looked down and whispered, "yes, Daddy". Her body sagged in his arms, her muscles loosing the tension, her mind focused only on his next desire. He let go of her hair, his hand moving down her body toward her wetness. Her head was resting on his shoulder, her back arched into his hand at her breast, offering herself to him. He made small circles on the inside of her thigh. She was helpless to stop her hips from driving back into his hard cock. She gasped when she felt how hard he was, how his heat scorched her ass. He cupped her pussy and pinched her nipple, holding her still with his hands and the shift in the air that let her know that he would not tolerate more movement. "Who's pussy is this?" He asked. "Daddy's pussy", she told him. "That's right babygirl, and I want to play with my pussy, so you will be still for Daddy", he said in her ear. He slid his finger through her folds, spread her pussy with his hand, smearing her juices around her pussy. He lifted his fingers to his lips and sucked them into his mouth. He groaned when he tasted her juices. Her legs were shaking with the effort to be still. He returned his fingers to her pussy, rewarding her efforts by plunging two fingers into her pussy and curling forward to stroke that special spot. "Mmmmm...that's it baby, that's Daddy's good girl. Give it all to Daddy." Her pussy was soaking his hand and she was begging him, "please Daddy...please make me cum".

I looked up...his eyes were searching my face, my body tense. I lay on my back on the bed, naked as he poised over me. He moved his hand to my neck and I felt the heat from his touch seep into my throat. His fingers flexed, his grip was firm but not too tight. I realized his eyes were taking in my responses, my pupils getting larger, my breathing halted.

"Breathe, babygirl", he told me as he placed his open mouth over my lips.

I gasped, sucking in his breath as he flexed his fingers at my throat. I could feel his heat, his warm breath and his unique scent fill my body.

With every warm breath, my body relaxed more. My muscles became soft, my pussy gushed cream and my thoughts grew focused.

"Yes, Daddy", I whispered, my lips brushing against his as I spoke. My focus was pleasing him. My only thoughts were about his next command.

With one hand still around my neck, he slowly moved his other hand down my body to cup my dripping pussy. I parted my thighs instinctively, giving him access. "Good girl", he breathed into my lips and a deep shudder went through my body at his praise.

"Who's pussy is this, baby?" he asked.

"Yours, Daddy", I told him with conviction. Because it was his. He owned me, consumed me, possessed me. But I wasn't afraid because I new he would never hurt me. He was my protector. I no longer needed to hide. I could be free to be what I was born to be because he would protect me and he accepted me. My desire was to please him and with every praise and every flash of desire I read in his eyes, the more he consumed me.

"Mine", he growled in my ear as he shoved two fingers into my pussy.

My hips lifted off the bed, instinctively trying to get his fingers deeper. "Still", his harsh command causing me to lower my hips and arch my back. My body trembling with the effort to hold as still as I could, while his eyes roamed over my figure spread out before him.

I saw his eyes flare as I obeyed his command and then he started moving those fingers in my pussy, rubbing my inner walls, seeking. I gasped when his fingers curled and rubbed that spot, making my pussy flood his hand with more of my juices. The effort to hold my body still was making small whimpering noises to leave my throat.

"Mmmmm...such a good girl for Daddy", he purred, his hard cock jerked against my thigh, still encased in the jeans he wore.

My mind was floating, hearing his praise and feeling his reaction. Tears leaked out the sides of my eyes from the intense emotions, refusing to be kept inside. I let go of any thoughts of embarrassment at the amount of fluid that was surely soaking the sheets and coating his hand. The sounds of my wet pussy as he started slamming his fingers into me, hitting that spot with each thrust.

I was on the edge, my orgasm just out of reach. I looked into his eyes, felt the safety of his grip on my throat and I waited. I lay there and just enjoyed the pleasure he was giving me, knowing that this was his desire as well. I was his to command. All of my pleasure was given to me by him. I felt safe and adored and free to just be myself.

"Daddy, please...", I begged him. As much as I wanted to come, I wanted to feel him cumming inside me, marking me.

He rolled to his back and ripped open his jeans, freeing his gorgeous cock. He grabbed the base of his cock, the pre-cum dripping down the side. "Suck Daddy", he groaned as he grabbed my hair and guided my mouth to the swollen head.

I licked my lips, my mouth watering at the thought of tasting his salty cum. I swirled my tongue around the head, groaning at the taste, the vibrations making his cock jerk in my mouth. He used both hands to hold my head at the angle he wanted and he pushed his cock past my lips and buried it in my throat.

I relaxed my throat and took him all the way down. I swallowed, my throat muscles squeezing the head, causing him to groan and grip my hair tighter. He started thrusting into my mouth, one hand caressing the side of my face, almost as if he was praising me without words.

He pulled me off his cock with the hand in my hair and I released him with a whimper of dismay, disappointed at the loss.

"Ride me, babygirl", he told me.

I climbed over his body, straddled his cock and lowered myself onto him. The feeling of being connected and filled by him caused my back to arch and my head to fall back in ecstasy.

Before I could even move, his hands gripped my ass, pulling me tight to his hips. He sat up abruptly, driving his cock deeper into my pussy, causing ripples to run down my body. His mouth latched on to my breast, suckling my nipple deep into his mouth. With each hard pull of his mouth, I felt an answering tug in my clit, like they were somehow connected. My inner walls gripped his cock so hard I'm sure I will milk him for his cum within minutes.

My contracting muscles must have sapped his control because he was gripping my ass so hard I am sure I would have bruises within hours. His cock was so hard and thick, I was sure he was hitting my womb. He started chewing my nipples, biting and sucking, driving me wild.

I was riding his cock, groaning and screaming, begging him to let me cum.

"Yes, Daddy." When I say those words, in response to my Daddy's questions, my whole body quivers. I feel a tingling from my mouth all the way to His pussy. When I say those words, I feel my Daddy seep into my body, taking what I freely give and enveloping me in a safe and protected warmth. When I say those words, He could be hundreds of miles away, but His arms are squeezing me tight. "Yes, Daddy." When I say those words, He feels like he could concur the world, and I am His world. When I say those words, my mind goes blank. I only hear the blood rushing through my veins, my breathing is shallow. When I say those words, I am His babygirl.

The knock at the door startled her, even though she knew he would come. Suddenly she was afraid. Thoughts were flooding her mind. What if he didn?t find her attractive? What if she wasn?t all that he expected? What if he left her? What if she couldn?t submit to him? What if he was disappointed? All the years of self doubt came back in a rush. What did she possibly have to offer? Who could possibly love someone whose parents didn?t even love? Who could possibly love this broken woman, this woman that had never known unconditional love? She almost made it to the bathroom to hide from the thoughts, but stopped when she heard his voice. He spoke through the door, ?Babygirl?open the door, I know you are in there.? What was she thinking? She knew this man, her Daddy. He knew her better than any man in her life, even though she had not met him in person. She responded to him, like no other man before, without ever physically touching her. With just his voice, he could calm her mind, focus her thoughts and excite her body. He knew that she was going to hide and he responded with just the right words, just the right calming influence. She walked toward the door, dressed only in a sheer black bra, matching panties, garter, sheer black stockings and her 3-inch black suede Jimmy Choo pumps. As she walked, her confidence returned. She looked and felt sexy. As she turned the handle on the hotel room door, it was pushed from the other side and her Daddy was suddenly standing directly in front of her. She stopped breathing as he put both hands around her throat and stared into her eyes, his lips almost touching hers. ?Breathe, baby?, he whispered against her lips. She let out her breath and he put his mouth over hers to take her breath. Her tongue darted out to finally taste him and she felt her knees get weak and a soft moan came from the back of her throat. His kiss was unlike any she had known. It was like he possessed her mouth. He dominated the kiss, taking what he wanted, taking what she willing gave. All she could feel was him. All she wanted was to please her Daddy. He was claiming her, owning her. He was taking all those doubts, all those negative feelings and replacing them with?Him. When he ended the kiss, he ran his hands down her arms and grabbed her wrists. He put them behind her back, causing her back to arch and her breasts to strain against the confines of her bra. He looked down her body, his gaze like a physical touch. When he returned to her face, he said with a voice rough with desire, ?You are so fucking beautiful!? At that moment, she felt beautiful. ?Thank you, Daddy?, she whispered, lowering her eyes so that he couldn?t see the hope burning in her heart. With one hand holding her wrists behind her back, he used his other hand to caress her neck and the tops of her breasts. His touch was light and his calloused fingers caused goose bumps to break out across her body. Her nipples hardened and she felt herself getting wetter. Being held still and subjected to his will, was comforting and arousing. His hand continued down to her stomach, which quivered with his touch. She whimpered, wanting him to move lower. ?Shhhh, little one,? he said in response, not looking at her face, but watching his hand as it traveled over her body. ?This is Daddy?s body and I want to touch my babygirl, because it pleases me.? His words and his dominance caused her knees to weaken further and she would have collapsed had he not been holding her wrists. She knew he could smell her arousal because he suddenly inhaled deeply and jerked his head up, looking her in the eyes. His eyes had darkened, his pupils enlarged and his nostrils flared. He stared into her eyes and licked his lips. ?Can?t wait to eat my pussy, taste my babygirl?s sweet juices.? He walked around behind her and she felt the cuffs as he secured them to her wrists. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back and to the side, exposing her neck. She felt his lips as they slid up her neck, biting and licking. His other hand was gripping her hip, pulling her back so that his cock was pressed into her ass, making it evident that he wanted her. ?Feel that, baby?? he breathed in her ear, causing a full body shiver to go through her. ?Yes, Daddy?, she moaned. ?Are you wet for Daddy?? he asked, moving his hand to the front on her panties. ?Please?Daddy?, she begged, tilting her hips and grinding her ass into his cock. ?Still!? he demanded, jerking her head back with his hold on her hair. This new position brought her on her toes and caused her pussy to throb with want. She forced her body to remain still, the effort causing her legs to tremble. I small moan tore from her throat, causing the cock pressed to her ass to twitch. He grabbed the top of her panties and pulled, causing them to part the folds of her pussy and press her sensitive clit. He left them adjusted to his satisfaction while he began stroking the insides of her thighs, her head resting back on his shoulder, his lips at her ear. ?You will have no limits, unless I give them to you. You are here to please me. I will decide how far to take you. You have chosen to come here and you will submit to me. I will tear down your walls, your beliefs, your doubts and I will build you back up into Daddy?s beautiful submissive Princess. Do you understand?? he said in a voice that commanded her attention. Her brain scrambled to understand. What did he mean? Would I be helpless? And why did the thought of relying on him to know what I could take and how far to push me, appeal to me so much? Could I trust him to give him complete control? I tried to swallow down the fear as I responded with the only answer I could, the only answer I knew would set me free, ?Yes, Daddy, I understand.? ?Good girl?, he whispered, and I was rewarded with his praise and his finger swirling the edge of my pussy, moving my juices up to my clit. A long low moan, almost animalistic came from my body. I was unable to think, lost in desire. Lost in Him. He was consuming me, my thoughts, my soul. He was tearing down the walls, invading me, removing the barriers I had to protect myself. A tear slid down my cheek, my fear that I would be left alone, that once my barriers were gone, I would be unable to protect myself, that he would not protect me. Memories of only relying on myself, of never knowing what it felt like to be protected, raced through my mind. More tears fell, as I cried for the little girl who had no one to protect her from the monsters. No one to stand up for her, to defend her, to care about her?to love her. ?Let it go, little one?give it all to Daddy. Let me take it all away and replace it with my presence. I will protect you, adore you, cherish you.? He said to her, his arms like steel bands holding her together as she felt the last of the walls crumble. ?I. Will. Not. Let. You. Fall.? He growled in her ear, his arms pressing her into his warmth, almost willing her to release all her pain to him so that he could begin building her back up. He turned her to face him. She looked up at him, her vision blurry from the tears still in her eyes. He was holding her face with both hands, searching her eyes, his thumbs wiping away the tears. He must have seen the fear in her eyes, because she felt his breath when he released a long sigh and tucked her head under his chin and held her to his chest. ?We will get there, babygirl. I will teach you to value yourself and know that you deserve the very best.? He said as he stroked her head and back, ?we will get there.?

I was kneeling , naked, facing the bedroom door, just how my Daddy wanted to see me when he came home from work. My head was down and I was trying to slow my breathing, focus my mind on pleasing my Daddy. I was scared. I had been bad earlier that day and I was trying to calm my racing heart, hoping Daddy wouldn?t notice my fear. I didn?t want to disappoint him, but the thought of punishment always made me wet with anticipation. I heard the door open and I saw my Daddy?s shoes stop in front of me. I felt his hand rest on my head, stroking my hair. With just that touch, my mind calmed, my breathing slowed and my muscles relaxed. I heard the smile in his voice when he noticed my reactions and said, ?good girl?. I could feel my pussy getting wet. He put his finger under my chin and tilted my face up. I looked into his eyes and he scanned my face. I saw his eyebrow arch, silently asking me, prompting me to confess my behavior. How did he know? Was I that transparent? My Daddy always knows when I have been a bad girl. I lowered my eyes, a single tear ran down my cheek, hating to see the disappointment in Daddy?s eyes. I whispered, ?I?m sorry Daddy?. ?Look at me? he said, in a stern tone. My eyes went immediately to his face. ?What are you sorry for babygirl??, he asked. ?I?I came today without permission? I stammered, another tear trailed down my cheek. Daddy?s hand had moved to cup my cheek and stretched behind my neck, his thumb brushed the tear away. He continued to look into my eyes, patiently waiting. Knowing what my Daddy wanted, I asked him, ?Would you please punish me Daddy??. I wanted to let go of the feelings associated with my bad behavior and I knew that after my Daddy punished me, I could let it go. I was never punished more than once for being bad. Once the punishment was over, it would not be thrown in my face later. My Daddy let it go and he taught me to do the same. To let the feelings of inadequacies go, to release them with the pain and sometime, the tears. ?Yes, babygirl, I will punish you? Daddy said as he walked over to the bed and reached in the drawer of the nightstand. I couldn?t see what he was doing, but my sense of calm evaporated and I started to pant. ?Come here, littleone? he said. I stood and turned to see him sitting on the bed. I walked over to him and he looked down at his lap. I knew what he wanted and my thighs clenched, trying to get some friction between my legs. I was excited at the thought of being restrained over my Daddy?s lap. I lay down across his lap and placed my hands behind my back, gripping my wrists. I knew I pleased my Daddy when I felt his cock swell beneath my stomach and his large hand began caressing my bottom. ?Good girl?, he praised. ?I am going to add something to your punishment littleone. Do not be afraid. Daddy would never hurt his babygirl.? I heard the sound of a cap and then I felt a cool liquid run down the crack of my ass. I tensed; waiting for the penetration I knew would come. I felt his large finger rubbing over my tight hole. I let out a breath when he instructed me to breathe, not realizing I was holding my breath. I felt him ease his finger inside, stretching me. His other hand was resting on the small of my back, keeping me from squirming off his lap. ?You will remember that all your orgasms belong to Daddy and I control your pleasure?, he said as he started pushing a large object into my tight ass. I tensed up, not expecting the intrusion, but my Daddy kept pushing. That?s when I knew I would not forget who was in control. Once the plug was seated, I felt Daddy?s hands caressing my back and ass, heard his murmured words of encouragement, ?That?s a good girl, take it all for Daddy.? When my muscles started to relax, Daddy said, ?Now you will receive 10 for your punishment.? ?Thank you Daddy?, I said, feeling relieved that it would soon be over and I could release this terrible feeling. I felt the first slap fall on my left ass cheek and I jumped. The pain, combined with the movement of the plug, caused my senses to be confused. He rubbed the tender spot and delivered the second slap over my right cheek. Again, my mind and body couldn?t process the new sensation, the raw nerves radiating from my ass to my clit. After the 5th slap, I was crying, tears rolling down my cheeks. The overwhelming emotion of disappointing my Daddy, of feeling like a disappointment all my life and the need to cum, caused my emotions to come pouring out. I no longer had to do it all, to pretend. I could except help and that help would not make me weak. Just knowing I didn?t have to do it alone, that my Daddy?s shoulders were strong and could carry my load for a while, caused more tears to fall. I released it all, trusting him to catch me when I fell. The next series of slaps were directed over the plug, causing it to push further into my ass, making my pussy clench, feeling empty. I was so turned on, but I new I did not have permission to cum, so I focused on breathing and listening to my Daddy?s harsh breaths as he began stroking my red bottom. ?So beautiful, your tears, your red ass, all given to me for my pleasure?, Daddy said. I felt those heavy feelings leave my chest, a sense of peace and contentment filled me, knowing I had pleased my Daddy and all would be forgiven. I gave it all to him, trusting that he would help me, that he would keep me safe from my demons. I and place me face down on the bed. ?Don?t move?, he said. I remained where he placed me, my head facing the headboard. I could hear him removing his cloths and I started to feel my juices running out in anticipation. I realized I still had the plug in my ass, but soon forgot about it as I felt the heat of my Daddy as he stroked his hands up my legs, messaging with his thumbs towards my hot, wet pussy. I whimpered, feeling his hot breath on my body. ?Whose pussy is this baby?? he asked. ?It?s Daddy?s pussy?, I replied. ?That?s right, babygirl, it?s my pussy?, he said, his voice getting rougher. I could feel his hard cock on my thigh, the pre-cum coating my legs. My mouth watered, wanting to lick Daddy?s cock, taste his desire. He took my hands and stretched them over my head. I was held in place by his weight on my entire body. I knew to leave my hands above my head where he placed them, effectively bounding me with his mind. I felt his cock, hard and hot, between my ass, at my core. I tried to push back my hips, wanting to feel him, wanting him to fill me, but I couldn?t move. His weight was pressing me into the mattress. With one hand fisting my hair and one hand gripping my hip, he thrust his cock into my pussy, making me gasp. ?So fucking tight?my babygirl is so fucking tight?, he said, trying to get his cock deeper into my pussy. The plug made it difficult to fully penetrate, my walls extra sensitive from my punishment. He pulled my hair harder, growling in my ear, ?Let. Me. In. My. Pussy.? A gush of juices flowed from me at the bite of pain, from his words and tone. He was able to drive into me until his stomach was pressed to my ass. ?Good girl?, he said, easing his grip on my hair. I could feel his cock twitching and knew he was close. He started hammering into my pussy, hitting the plug with every thrust. ?Please Daddy?, I careened, wanting to cum, desperate to cum. He started counting down from 5 and with each number; I could feel my orgasm climb. When he reached one, he said, ?Cum NOW!? and I screamed, ?Daddy! Fuck yes, Daddy!? as an explosive orgasm ripped through my body, my mind and my soul. I milked his cock, squeezing his cum from his cock. I could feel him filling me. Marking me. Owning me. He continued slowly pumping into me, making sure his cum was deep inside. He rolled up so that my back was to his front, his arm wrapped around me pulling me tight to his warm body. I felt cherished and safe. His other hand cupped my pussy, keeping him inside me. He whispered in my ear, ?Mine?. Just before I drifted to sleep, I wondered why the plug was still in place. I smiled, thinking that I couldn?t wait to wake up tomorrow.

To get here, I had to fall...to climb...to break apart To see forward, I had to be blind...to be mute...to be deaf To accept, I had to have faith...to believe...to embrace

My hands are tied to the front legs of a chair. I am bent over the chair and my thighs are tied to the rear legs. I cannot move. I am helpless. I can feel Daddy's eyes on my body...watching my reactions...waiting for a sign. I am wondering what Daddy will do to me...I can't see his face so I can't read the expression on his face...is he upset with me? Fine tremors in my legs give away my uncertain thoughts. I try to relax...wanting to please my Daddy...a soft whimper slips past my lips. I bite my lip...trying to be silent. I feel my Daddy's warm hand rest on my lower back and I feel my body go lax...my mind submit...my only thoughts are focused on my Daddy's hand...keeping me safe. I can feel his breath as he bends over to whisper in my ear, "good girl". I feel my pussy clench and wetness drips down my thighs. I moan as his hands glide down my ass. I feel a sharp smack on my ass and his command, "shush babygirl". The pain in my ass turns to pleasure as he alternates stroking and smacking my ass. I am biting my lip so hard I taste blood...to keep the moans from escaping my throat. Daddy kneels in front of me, grabs a fistful of my hair and lifts my head. I stare into his eyes as he says, "that lip is mine to bite". He sucks my lip into his mouth and I feel more of my juices flow from my pussy. "Do you want to come, Princess?" asks Daddy. "Please, Daddy" I beg..."please". I feel his fingers playing with my pussy...rubbing my hard clit. I continue to beg, "please, Daddy". Two fingers thrust into my pussy...stroking. Daddy asks me, "who's spot is this?" I have a hard time hearing his question, my mind trying to keep my body from cumming...he stops stroking..."daddy's spot" I tell him...desperate...trying to move my hips to encourage his fingers to continue my torture. Daddy removes his fingers and I feel his hard, thick cock rubbing the lips of my pussy. I hold my breath, waiting to feel him stretch my pussy with his cock. He grabs my hair and lifts my head, "Breathe" he says...I start breathing as I feel him enter me from behind...one hand on my hip, the other in my hair. I moan as he thrusts...fully seated in my pussy. I feel my muscles clench him, trying to suck Daddy deeper into my pussy. He withdraws and thrusts back into me...his cock rubbing the sensitive walls of my pussy...Daddy's pussy...he owns me...controls me. With each thrust he says, "Who. Owns. This. Pussy?" I can only scream, "Daddy! Daddy owns me!" Bound to the chair, Daddy's cock filling my pussy, his words filling my mind, I am finally free. Free to embrace the part of myself that has been hidden all my life. Tears stream down my face...I hear his voice "Cum, baby, NOW!" My orgasm rips through me as I release all my worries, fears and stress...give myself to my Daddy's control. I feel Daddy fill my pussy with cum and I shudder, my orgasm continuing on and on. Daddy strokes my hair, "daddy's good girl". I smile at him, my freedom reflected in my shining eyes.

My Daddy want me to do all the things below...would train me to do all the thing below: Being fed from Daddy's cock...nurtured from Daddy's cock...being told by him that he is feeding and nurturing me...wetting me to his cock...sleeping with my head in Daddy's lap, his cock in my mouth like a pacifier...the feeling of being safe and protected...loved...overwhelms me. The feel of his hands stroking my hair like a child...quiets my mind. Anytime, anywhere he wants (complete trust that it is a place he chooses)...drawing my head down to Daddy's lap and letting me suck his cock, knowing that it gives me a sense of security...looking into my Daddy's eyes, seeing the love and affection makes me feel wanted and desired...cherished, while Daddy's cock is in my mouth...whispers, "that's it babygirl, take all Daddy's giving you...Daddy loves his babygirl so much". My focus only on my Daddy and i am not aware of anyone or anything else, feeling him guide his cock into my mouth like he likes...just an extension of my Daddy. Sometimes sucking, licking, nuzzling or just having Daddy's cock in my mouth (soft or hard) connects me to him like no one else. Knowing that it pleases Daddy for me to come to him to be fed or nurtured with his cum, that he wants me dependent on him for that...I feel needed. I feel protected because his hands would be on my hair and no one would be allowed to disturb his babygirl getting fed, so even in a play setting I would feel comfortable because I would trust Daddy to take care of me.

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