Deep Breath
Her breath caught as the hand around her throat tightened, constricting her airway. The edges of her sight darkened, becoming fuzzy from the outside inward, threatening to take her into darkness. Her sight didn't matter much though since it had already been restricted by the blindfold over her eyes. She felt momentary panic as her body wanted to struggle for air, fight against the offending hand. It wasn't the lack of sight that scared her, it was her breath being suppressed. Instead she closed her eyes and held her breath, letting the darkness take her. She let go, surrendering to him.
All she knew was the hand on her throat. She could feel his body near, hear him. His grip momentarily relaxed and she used the moment to take a deep breath before his fingers again pushed against her airway, cutting her it off again. She was again focused on relaxing, looking into herself. His hand relaxed but stayed on her throat, leaving her to breathe more freely. She took advantage of the reprieve, gasping deeply. Her chest rose and fell.
"Deep breath princess... control... you know what to do." She inhaled deeply, nodding her acceptance. She kept her eyes closed as she focused on the task at hand: to obey and do as she was bid. She momentarily flinched as his other hand gently touched her inner thigh. The touch surprised her, but she quickly regained her composure as his hand worked its way upward to her crotch. She inhaled deeply again, holding her breath knowing what was coming.
This was the moment she had been practicing for, knowing her assignment and wanting to fulfill it for him. She wanted to please him, earn his praise and be his good girl. She already was but wanted to hear him say the words. His hand reached her core and his fingers probed her, finding her center. He stroked her clit, running three fingers over her. She opened her legs wider to allow him more access, urging him to go deeper. He obliged after stroking her more, making her wet under his touch. He pushed two fingers into her. She was warm, wet and waiting for him. Her hips rose against his hand, pushing them more deeply into her. She gripped the sheets, clenching them into her fists as she groaned.
"You're so wet..." His deep voice purred, a growl in her ear that turned her on. She squirted, covering his hand with her juices. "You make me so hot.." he muttered thickly. She smiled in his direction, not being able to see through her blindfold.
"I want you Daddy, I need..." she couldn't finish her sentence as he dug his fingers deeper into her, thrusting and rubbing. She moaned, pushing again at him. "Please..." she panted and called his name. She felt his body between her legs, his hand still rubbing and stroking.