I sit at my computer late at night waiting for my Daddy to come home. I was pretty much daydreaming until......
He enters the front door and walks slowly with purpose to me. I turn as I hear his foot falls approach, but I do not meet his eyes; instead I focus on the floor. I wait to feel his touch, but he holds back. I feel naked without his heat.
Finally he tells me to sit before him and look into his eyes. As I comply he reaches down to remove his garments for my ministrations.
He has trained me to use only my tongue and mouth to make him hard. As I begin to run my tongue under his rod, I can feel it harden to silky steel. I take the head in my mouth and slowly draw it further in until I feel it on the back of my throat.
His fingers snake through my hair and lock in the back as I take him even more deepas he adds pressure to the back of my skull. I hear his grunt as I start to gag on him and my throat begins to work. My eyes water up and he pulls me away from him just slightly only to thrust in once more. I can't help but to moan on the intense pleasure I am feeling; knowing that I am giving him what he needs from me.
I continue to take him in my mouth over and over as he directs me. His grunts and moans begin to mingle as he becomes even harder in my mouth. I can feel the throbbing of his heart through his cock. Too soon I feel his life juices jet into the back of my throat; and he is spent.
I can see in his eyes he is pleased with me, so as he removes his still hard cock from my mouth he tells me to remove my cloths. His words were spoken softly but with authority, and I follow with out delay.
Once my clothes are off, he motions for the stairs. I know what he is wanting of me, so I precede him up and into the bedroom. I put on the blindfold left on the bed and lie back against the pillows.
I can feel him to my right as he reaches down and takes first one wrist and then the other to tie them together. And then he pulls them above my head where a hook is placed at the headboard. I feel the cold steel of the hook just between my wrists as he restrains me there. Now I am dependant of him.
I could feel his essence at my feet. Slowly he spreads my ankles apart and the bed dips with his weight. All of my senses are on alert, as the feel of his lips touching softly to my ankle and moves ever so slowly up the inside of leg until he reaches my knee when he kisses just at the curve. It sends shivers up my body and I break out in goose bumps. My arms are still restrained above my head and I am unable to do more then wiggle just a little from the pleasure I feel.
I can feel his other hand on my opposite thigh as he spreads my legs further. He licks higher until he reaches my flower that has started to blossom under his touch. His breath is warm as he just hovers very close to my lips.
I'm a little shy of that area, this he knows, but he wants to make me comfortable with his eyes on my most secret of places. I feel exposed, but he tells me how beautiful I am to him. He seems to know what to say when I'm feeling weak.