I hear the door open downstairs as I hurriedly finish applying eyeliner, the final piece in my surprise tonight. I scamper to the top of the stairs, my robe opening slightly in my rush to greet you. I blush as you grin up at me, shutting the door firmly behind you as your eyes rake my body, pausing to linger over my nipples, evidently hard beneath the silk.
Biting my lip, I step out further from behind the bannisters, showing you my legs clad in white fishnet stockings, with black stilettos on my feet. They're unusual for me, as your clumsy Princess, and you raise an eyebrow as you realise I have something special planned. With an excited smile, I run back into the bedroom, giggling softly as I hear you follow me.
You enter the room to find me indecisively standing by the bed, quickly assuming an inspection position as I gauge your mood. Clearly you've had a long day, and I can see it on your face that you're itching to tackle me, envelop my throat with your hand, and push deep into my cunt...but you're intrigued by my plans.
The robe has fallen mostly open, to show that I'm wearing nothing else, bar my collar and neat black cuffs. You nod approvingly, circling me as your hand traces my curves, leaning in to catch each small gasp or moan that betrays my need for you.
As you step behind me, you pause, and poke the bulge in my robe. I squeak, daring to look over my shoulder at your quizzical expression. Holding my breath, I drop my arms, allowing the robe to fall, exposing the fluffy faux fur bunny tail proudly sticking out of my rear.
A wide smile spreads across your face as you reach to caress the plug, before dipping your hand lower, between my legs, to find me already wet. You step closer, until I can feel your hard cock grinding against my ass, every inch evident through your jeans. I moan softly, a sigh of pleasure at your lips grazing my neck.
"Are you my Easter Bunny?" you tease, your breath tickling my ear. I blush, nodding, my mouth half-open as your fingers continue to lazily tease my clit.
"You certainly are a horny little Bunny, aren't you?" you continue, "that won't do at all," I bite my lip, unsure if my arousal will lead to punishment, but fully aware that I couldn't hold back from you. Slight pressure on my shoulder guides me to kneel, still arching my back to keep the plug prominent. You pull my head back, the bulge in your jeans now hovering over my forehead. A small trickle of drool escapes my mouth as I lick my lips, and you respond by smearing it across my lips with your thumb, tutting at my eagerness.
You step away, and my heart sinks slightly as the loss of contact, instead growing curious as you open a drawer by the bed. Without showing me what you have retrieved, you gesture for me to follow you downstairs. I hesitate before going to stand, and your hand signal halts any movement.
"Do pets walk?" you ask simply, and I shake my head. You turn to continue, and I follow obediently on all fours. Navigating the stairs poses some difficulty, and the amusement on your face as I clamber down causes my face to flush, and my cunt to gush. My mind begins to float away, replaced only by a calming need to serve.
You walk into the living room before I clear the last step, leaving me to hurry to catch up to you, the plug moving deep in my ass as it wiggles. I round the corner of the couch and kneel in front of where you're sitting, gazing up at you expectantly. Without a second glance, you hand something to me - a thick, medium-length dildo. I go to reach for it, but a warning look reminds me to take it in my mouth instead, having to take the full length into my throat to grasp it properly.
I stay kneeling, looking at you imploringly as I try not to gag too hard, and dislodge the toy. You smile, watching drool ooze out of the sides of my mouth, pouring down my chin as I wait. You wave a hand at me dismissively, casually stating, "I can't have a bunny that's too distracted to be good. You'll have to bounce on that instead, and maybe if you're good I'll give you something nice to eat."
My heart leaps at your words, and I quickly allow the toy to slide out of my throat onto the floor. Moving to slign my cunt with it, I kneel back quickly, moaning as the girth of the dildo stretches my tight pussy in a near painful way. You shake your head slightly, trying to hide your smile as you lean over, producing a ball gag from your pocket and thrusting it into my mouth.
"I thought you might need this, now try to be quiet while Daddy relaxes," you admonish me good-naturedly, settling back to switch on a game, the controller resting on your bulge.
