Once Lori's orgasms start they continue and roll until she can't take it anymore or the stimulation stops. Her vocalizations indicate her level of excitement. When things are starting out, she starts out moaning and when she is at her height of excitement she is either screaming or singing, depending on how you like to define your music.
Before all of this stimulation and focus on her sex began, Daddy reminded Lori that she need to ask for permission to come and while coming, she needs to say for whom she is coming. It's a lot to keep track of but Lori does her best.
Daddy instructs Lori to reposition herself so her head is hanging off the end of the bed. Daddy begins to play with her nipples and this time he bites the nipples and sucks on them instead of slapping. He leaves no marks. His cock is near her mouth and she can't stop from sucking it inside her. Now Daddy is focused once again on her pussy and she's trying to get the words out in time but her mouth is filled with his cock and she thinks she may have squirted before she was able to say, "I'm coming for you Daddy!" On her second squirt she succeeded.
Daddy's cock grows in her mouth and he wants to feel his cock in her throat. He likes positioning himself and then locking her head between his gripping thighs. Lori panics a little and pushes him away with her hands. This is upsetting to him. He gets off her and teaches her a new rule about never doing that again. This involves him slapping her in various places and a slight barrage of words. He reminds her all she needs to do is tap on his thigh or arm and he will release her to catch her breath. They practice this some more and Daddy is true to his word. After so many orgasms, Daddy decides he wants his cock worshipped while he lies on his back. They rearrange themselves so Lori's head is up between his legs.
Lori is reminded of another rule. She is to not remove her mouth from his cock and she is to accept what comes. They spend much time with his cock in her throat. She hasn't learned to relax her gag reflex and she bathes his cock in her spit and drool. She does this over and over again for him without him asking or touching her. Soon, she loses herself in the sensations of having his cock in her mouth and throat. Her eyes are still closed and she can feel snot running and tears coming from her eyes. She starts to hum her sex song and soon her wet messy face is smashed into his wet messy cock and she is rubbing all the snot and drool into her face. She begins suckng and licking his balls and taint and soon she is also rimming his ass. She uses her finger to massage his prostate and goes back to sucking and throat fucking. Daddy likes this and enjoys this awhile but soon he is wanting to come too.
They reposition again. She is back on her knees and he is filling her holes with toys and his cock. To start, he takes one of the vibrating toys and inserts it in her ass. Then he puts his cock in her pussy alongside another vibrating toy. She can feel the vibrator hit her very sensitive cervix and her body explodes. Then he decides he wants to stuff her ass with what she learns later is two vibrating toys while his cock penetrates her pussy. She thought about this later. It was double penetration with twice as much penetration in her ass. She wonders if this is a double double or double p or if there is even a name for such things. This hurts and Lori lets Daddy know. They slow down a bit, she relaxes into it, and he manages the double penetration of her ass he was seeking.
Lori loves feeling Daddy's cock inside her. Her whole body is quivering from the multiple rolling orgasms and all of Daddy's attention and ministrations. Lori wants Daddy to come inside her. She longs to feel his cum deep within her. He encourages her to say so. Lori complies by saying, "Daddy, please come inside me. I want your cum. Rape me Daddy. Please. Please, I want you, Daddy." And Daddy does.
Once the tingling and sensitivity has settled, he pulls out of her and tells her not to move. He heads to the bathroom and brings back a warm washcloth. He needed to wash the semen that was dripping out of her cunt and spilling into her inner thighs. He slowly and carefully removed all the toys and Lori was in a stupor.
Subspace? Maybe. Spacy? Definitely. She felt stoned, and gone. He came back and crawled into bed. She laid next to him with her head in his armpit and let her fingers and hand roam his body. She was intoxicated. She was there and not there. She was in another place, another plane. She couldn't stop stroking, petting, caressing. He rested his hand on her neck. It was the best feeling ever.
They laid there for a bit. Lori coming up with random things to say. She was excited to learn he knew of Brené Brown. She shared about the discussion group she led at work that day and how good it felt. She shared stories of her kids. She talked about the TED talk by Jon Ronson and psychopaths. He ordered Chinese. Lori wasn't ready, she couldn't break away. She needed to stay in the zone for much longer. She continued to hold on and caress while he ate in bed next to her. They napped a bit. Then Law and Order came on and it was ten. Lori needed to get home before her carriage turned back into a pumpkin and before her son started to worry. He needed to leave as well, early morning meetings and all of that.
She's been taking pictures of her arse and sharing them with him each day so he can see the progression of bruising. When she first started this journey and consideration of BDSM, she wondered what it would be like to be marked; to be slapped. She had no idea it would feel as good as it did. She never really understood the magic of watching the bruises blossom and change and now she does. She loves the way Daddy makes her feel and how he uses her. She is his fucking whore and takes delight in his attention.
When they were gathering their things and getting dressed, readying themselves to leave, Lori found her shoe by the bed instead of near the closet where she left it. She thought he must have used it on her when he was slapping her ass. Well, she thought, at least he didn't use the umbrella from the closet. That would have hurt like hell or gotten broken in the process.
