You are kneeling on the bed, knees apart, hands resting on your thighs. You are patiently (not really) waiting on me to come to you. You are already wet with the anticipation of waiting for me. When I finally stroll into the room, your breath catches. I am wearing the strapon that we recently bought. Your soul cries out to be touched by me, to be owned by me. You know I can see the hunger in your eyes as you watch you walk into the room. I stop and gaze lustily up and down your body. I know you are mine, body and soul, and I just watch you for a few seconds, drawing out the anticipation even more.
"Hello, my love baby girl. You are such a good girl waiting so patiently for me," I smirk because I know that you are anything but patient. You feel a rush of heat at the words good girl. When I praise you and tell you that your good girl, it makes you melt. You live to be my good girl. I walk over and run my hand through your hair, gripping it in my fist at the back of your head. I pull your head back and gently kiss your lips. I pull back and stare into your eyes momentarily.
"Are you ready to be my good little girl?"
"Oh, yes Daddy. Please, use me, make me yours," You breathe out in barely more than a whisper. You are so on edge waiting for whatever I will give you. You see the playful gleam in my eyes, and you know that you are for a long night. You love when we play long and hard until you are totally satisfied.
"Good girl, now on all fours, face down, ass up," I command. You promptly get into position, as the cool air hits your pussy lips, it is obvious how wet you are, and I haven't even touched you. This is what I do to you with just my words and my eyes. Every time I call you my good girl a new gush of fluid floods your aching pussy. I know you so well and what you need, what you crave.
You are craving this night. You are craving for me to use your body and make you cry out for me. There hasn't been much chance for play lately and the buildup is all but killing you. You feel as though you could cum from a single touch. You shiver slightly, not from the cold, but from the shear anticipation of what is to come. You feel your nipples tighten and your breath comes in short pants. You jump slightly as I run my hand over your ass.
"Shhh, baby girl. I know you are in need and what you crave. Be patient, you know Daddy always gives you what you need," I soothe you. I continue to rub my hands over your ass and up your back. I want you to be relaxed before we start. Slowly, your breathing evens out and you moan softly. My hands sooth your skin and get it ready for what is to come.
Your body slowly relaxes, and you are no longer panting, however, you are in need of me, of my dominance. One hand leaves your body while the other is still on your back gently holding you to the bed. My other hand comes down in a stinging spank on your ass. A low moan escapes your throat. You are waiting for more. For me to redden your ass. I begin to rain spankings down on your ass cheeks. Never in the same place twice.
I alternate cheeks, spanking everywhere, and low in the middle of your ass where it almost connects with your pussy. You moan and wiggle your ass. I spank you harder. You know your ass must be a rosy shade of red by now. Your pussy is leaking down your thighs as you pant through the delicious painful pleasure of my hand heating up your ass cheeks.
Suddenly, I stop. I begin rubbing my hands over your flaming skin. I dip one finger into the entrance of your soaking wet pussy. "Oh, baby girl, you are so wet and ready for me," I tell you. You push back a little trying to push my finger in farther. That just earns you another hard spank on your ass. "Easy baby, you will get what you need...eventually."