Delayed Flight 2

She could not resist him anymore, she surrendered, "Yes, I will be your submissive." She saw the triumph in his eyes, she knew those words where the right and only words they both wanted, even though it logically broke her. The breaking of her logic was full of pain and torture but a joyous feeling freeing those words from her lips. She was seeing and feeling the beauty of the collateral damage that comes from physical and emotional desires.

"Get over here now!" he says sternly pointing to the open seat next to him in the booth across the table from her at the restaurant. He said it just loud enough for only her to hear the words. The restaurant was loud and busy in the middle of the airport terminal.

She is elated at the command and wants more. She wants to complete everything he wants and desires. Yet, she wants to be a brat and fight him and tease to push the aggression toward the surface. Yes, willingly receive his punishments to be the best they both desire to be and accomplish.

Smiling, she stands up and moves to take the seat next to him. Yes! This is what she wants! Melting and dripping for this moment.

He leans in and puts his strong arms around her as well as taking in one her hands in his hand. He leans in and begins to whisper in her ear. As he begins to speak, she lowers her head in submission. "You are mine!" Those three words, just three words validated what they both wanted.

"Yes! I am yours." She whispers in reply head still bowed in submission.

"Say it right!" He growls softly in her ear to not draw attention from the other restaurant patrons. "Say, I am yours Daddy!"

"I am yours, Daddy!"

He leans back in his seat, leaning away from her so she can view his satisfaction, smiling with conquer and victory. As he pulled away, she wants him back closer. When he leaves or retreats her logic starts to flood back in like a filling bathtub.

She wants him back but does not want to say so, she remains quiet and submissive. Her stillness concerns him. He leans back and then starts rubbing the middle of her thigh. Her mind begins to race! Asking herself what she needs to do to keep him near her and receives his orders and praise. Yet he asks respectfully "are you ok with me touching and rubbing your leg?"

"Yes, it is ok" she says quickly to avoid him from stopping.

She begins to fantasize and recall her submissive poses and behaviors to indulge him. The fantasizing has her retreat into her submissive headspace thinking of ways to please her Daddy.

He comes back in and whispers "What do you want? Where did you go?" questioning her non-verbal facial expressions.

"I want to please you Daddy" she replies.

He leans back in grabbing her chin guiding her face closer into him. She stops breathing making the world fade away. He brings in his face to hers and slowly beginnings to kiss her. Her lips wanting all of him and taste him. The kisses are soft at first and grow in aggression. She begins to realize that her Daddy's power is growing with each kiss.

She wishes there was a way to satisfy her Daddy to his end, knowing what the kissing would lead to. However, it would not be allowed in the restaurant especially in the middle of the airport leading to a larger blast zone of collateral damage. She pulls away.

Daddy stares at her, then with power and command says, "Let's go for a walk." He pays for the bill, and they leave to walk further around the airport. As they walk around the airport toward their gate. They both agree these are the only hours they will have together.

As they walk through the never-ending terminal, she is desperately looking for a family/mothers restroom. This would provide a locked door to have an area and moment to themselves. It is late in the evening; the airport is empty but still busy with the delayed flights. Getting into the room would allow her to lock the door keeping out the real world and stop the logic from flooding into her brain. She would get on her knees, pulling Daddy to stand in front of where she is kneeling. She would take off the belt first securing it around her neck for Daddy to tighten the belt around her neck as he desires. Once the belt is secure around her neck and the long end of the belt is in Daddy's hand, she would undo and remove the remainder of his pants and boxers.

She wants all of him in her mouth, placing his hands on the top and back of her head giving him the leverage to pull her hair and get the rhythm desired. Back and forth Daddy pulls to making sure she has a good taste. In and out with slurping and sucking as hard and she can. Daddy stops after a few minutes of this wanting to feel over her other parts. He pulls at her hair for her stand. She stands, as she stands, he spins her to face the wall and proceeds to push her up against the wall. He pulls her pants down enough to move her panties to the side to enter her dripping with desire and submission.

As he enters her warm, soft, tight, and wet, he then tightens the belt around her neck, she bucks with satisfaction at the belt being pulled. In and out Daddy is slamming into her, crushing her into the cold wall. She gasps for breath to continue the pleasure. Daddy hearing the gasps spanks the half bare ass check. She bucks at the pleasure as if asking for another spanking. Daddy responses and gives into her desire delivering three more blows to her ass. He can feel her pelvic muscles contracting around him, knowing she is near coming. He does not want her to have that satisfaction without his permission. He pulls out and pushes himself up against her. "Tell me what you want?" he whispers into her ear.

"To please you daddy" she whispers to save her oxygen.

"Say it again" he growls in her ear.

"To please you daddy" she whispers again.

"Who do you belong to?" he growls again in her ear.

"You Daddy!" She almost screams.

That is what he was waiting to hear, her breaking, the desire and the frustration. He slams himself back into her again and again until he can feel her tightening again. This time he is near his end as well. He withdraws grabbing her shoulders and turns her around facing him and forces her to her knees. He grabs himself and continues the same rhythm with his hand, telling her to open her mouth. She does and looks up to him longingly with totally submission.

"All of it!" he growls commanding her to take all of it in her mouth. She does with totally submission and trust.

Sadly, there was no bathroom for them to find. To be continued....