I’m Katy, and I’m a sexy little kitten, happily owned by Edward who guides my play and brings structure to my life. We met at a munch and have been together for almost a year now. Edward loves to shower me with gifts, things for our sensual play or to make me look and feel pretty. He bought this sexy black and cream underwear I’m wearing, also a large jet ring for my right hand.
He booked us into this hotel for a day of play because he’s going away to the U.S. on a business trip. What a huge bed, I felt like a tiny doll as I rolled around on its pristine white duvet. Look at the other present he just gave me. A leg spreader – sexy no? I was aware of my pussy dampening when he wrapped the black leather straps around my ankles and fastened them with a brass padlock on each.
There are knickers to match the bra and suspenders, but I left them in the tissue wrapping – Edward doesn’t allow me to wear any when we are together. I am wearing stockings, another of his rules is never tights only stockings, which is fine by me, I feel so much more sensual when there is bare skin at the tops of my thighs, and of course always accessible to Edward’s probing fingers or questing cock.
We haven’t been in the hotel room for very long, just time for Edward to open the champagne and pour a glass each while I stripped off my outer clothes and folded them neatly into a drawer.
“On your knees Kitten, Daddy needs to be relaxed.”
I quickly complied, kneeling at his feet, my pulse elevated at his proximity. I could smell the slight musk of him underlying the fresh fragrance of citrus cologne.
The rasp of his flies drawing down clutched my gut with excitement.
“Look what you do to me Kitten,” he sighed as his length was revealed, already semi-erect.
I drank in the magnificence of what he offered me.
“Open wide, no hands,” he instructed.
I opened my mouth and felt his cock’s weight laid on the flat of my tongue. Exerting every ounce of self-control, I wrapped it in my lips slowly. It was like a familiar treat, I tasted the first droplets of his precum, just a hint of salt and sweet. I rubbed and pressed the underside with my tongue, massaging the top with my lips, holding them to shield my teeth. I made head movements to slide myself up and down his erection – lingering teasingly at the tip before plunging down fast and tight, as close to the balls as possible.
Daddy allowed this for a while, but soon he began to rest his hands on the back of my head each time I dipped low, pressing me to take him deeper. His girth hit the back of my soft palate. I struggled to breathe each time he released me, my eyes leaking tears with the constriction.
“That’s it, Kitten, swallow me deep!” Daddy’s voice was gruff. He rocked back on his heels, adding a little thrust to his hips.
I drooled and sucked, feeling my pussy clench, my excitement built in time with his. I sensed his balls tightening and redoubled my efforts. Edward kept thrusting, treating my mouth as a hole for him to fuck. He held the sides of my head and guided my movements to suit his need till suddenly he was pumping hot essence down my throat. I struggled to swallow. Gobs of his opaque fluid spilt out of my mouth and ran down my chin, it was flowing in such fast spurts. Edward pulled back and milked the last droplets from his cock with his firm grip, aiming them, so they ran down my chest.
“My cum slut,” he praised. I smiled back suspecting my carefully applied make-up was wrecked, but happy that he had used me.
“Go and clean yourself up. When you’re ready, I have a gift for you.”
I went to the bathroom and rinsed the ropes of come from my chest and repaired my make up, but not before taking a selfie of myself looking ruined and used. I unwrapped the dainty lingerie and modelled it for him, and we took more selfies, me sitting on his lap and me bent over his knee. He slapped my bottom, knowing I enjoyed the sting and the warmth. That’s when he showed me the latest addition to our bondage toys.
“There are so many ways I plan to play with you wearing this Kitten.” He spoke softly, pressing me back onto the duvet, legs spread by the bar, my moist lips parted.
“You’re all mine, and I want you to feel my power.” I felt his eyes rake over my skin like a hot caress, instantly moisture gathered in my pussy.
“How does it make you feel?”
“Owned Daddy. Controlled.”
He peered closely at the pale pink folds of my cunt, blowing gently.
“Argh Daddy! Stop!” I squealed and tried to close my legs, but was unable – the bar held them apart – a distance wider than my hips. I was so trapped.
He laughed wickedly, and I smiled too. Although I felt shy when he studied me like a specimen under a microscope, it made me feel sexy too. There was something about having no power to resist that got my juices flowing.
“These links in the middle,” Edward gripped the black bar, raising my legs. “I could fasten wrist cuffs to them. How would that feel Kitten?” He raised an eyebrow observing me, noticing how my nipples had pebbled. I licked my lips nervously.
“Exposed,” I said.
“On display,” he nodded before settling in the chair at the foot of the bed. “Play with yourself Kitten, I want to see you come.” Then he dug into his trouser pocket for his phone.
Tapping in a code, he unlocked it. “Give me something to watch while I’m away,” he instructed setting it to video.
I already felt very horny from giving the blowjob and being trapped in the confines of the spreader bar only exacerbated that. I liked how firmly the harsh leather straps gripped my ankles. I also felt very pretty in the new lingerie Daddy had bought me. I feel special and pampered when he purchases me gifts.
Biting my lip (because I knew it teased him) I raised myself on all fours with my back to him. I began to trail my fingers up and down my slit. I wondered what my hand looked like wearing my new onyx ring. I hope it emphasised how I was using my slim fingers, I intended to bury them deep in my pussy, but held off for the tease. I touched myself the way I play when I’m alone. I close my eyes sometimes to heighten the sensations, stroking the wetness which gathers at my hole to spread it over my clit and labia.
With my eyes shut I noticed how hot and fevered the bud of my clit felt as I tickled and teased it, my glossy juices cooled it like a soothing balm. Smearing them around, my folds felt so silky and slick.
“Look at me, Kitten. Open your eyes.”
I threw Daddy a smouldering look over my shoulder, I wanted him to enjoy my show. I hated him to go away. Watching the video needed to make him wish he was back with me.
I let my hips undulate while dipping my spine so that my pussy was on full display, creating my very own mating dance! I imagined him taking me from behind and thrusting into me, my pussy was literally dripping for him.
“Finger that hole Kitten, I want to see you plunder yourself like the greedy boys used to.”
My breath became more ragged, and I frigged myself hard. Using two fingers now, I thrust them deep into my wet hole. Daddy gets me hot when he reminds me what a slut I used to be, unable to control my urges meant I used to let the greedy boys have their hands all over me.
“That’s right, dirty girl. Show them what they’re missing. You’re my Kitten now.”
Using the pump action that I would with a toy I plunged my fingers inside me, stroking the toe-curling place inside that’s my g-spot. I ground my hips and smoothed my glossy juices over my clit and labia, occasionally licking my fingers clean. I love the taste of me, and so does Daddy, it gets us horny, and he loves to kiss it from my lips.
Hearing his phone click a few times, I guessed Daddy was taking pictures as well as filming me. Turning onto my side was strange, the bar held one leg high in the air, opening my pussy like a flower. I’m sure my pink folds were glistening by now. My little clitty was swelling, jutting from the lips beckoning me to rub and press it. I bit my lip at the thrills which radiated out and down my thighs, spiralled in my gut and spiked behind my aching nipples.
“You look so slippery Kitten,” Daddy’s voice was gruff now, his arousal must be building.
“Lie on your back now.”
It was sexy to be directed by Daddy as if I was a porn star, well I guess we are making a sex tape. That thought made my tummy flutter, and I groaned, biting my lip, then sucked in more air as I fucked myself with my two fingers together. They’re not as thick and satisfying as Daddy’s cock, but I can curl them to stroke that sensitive place at the front wall of my pussy. It makes me moan and twitch, almost like I want to pee. I wonder if I’ll squirt today, that would make a great show, but I’ve never done it before.
“Touch your breasts, Kitten.” So I complied, crushing my little titties through the fabric of the pretty bra.
“Roughly, bad girl. The way I do it.”
“Oooh Daddy,” I mewl pinching at my nipples.
I can’t do it as fiercely as he does, something stops me. It never hurts so good as when Daddy torments my nipples. My hips bucked and I writhed, I was getting closer to coming, everything escalated, my stomach and legs tightened, straining towards the final lap.
“Keep your eyes on me Kitten,” Daddy’s voice was stern.
As I rubbed and agitated the nub of my clitty, I felt waves and contractions build within my entire being, my hips wanted to thrust, and my pussy felt hungry to be filled, to be pounded by Daddy’s thick member. I pulled the spreader bar towards me like I would pull his hips into me if he were riding me right now. My legs opened wider, and I heard Daddy groan with lust. That fired me up.
“Oh fuck me, Daddy, fuck me hard!” These words ran through my mind, while I strummed my clit and spread and rubbed my labia with my fingers. It all felt so slippery and silky right then. I could only imagine how slutty I looked at that moment, fingering myself while I gasped and groaned for more. It felt pretty animalistic and raw, my lust was like a fire consuming me.
I tried to keep my eyes open, keep looking at Daddy as I longed for the stretch and pump of his cock inside me. I rubbed until I was caught in a sparkling arc of colour, with heat flashing over me. Like a surfer, the curled wave of my climax broke over me, dousing me with a flash flood of clenching, pulsing joy. My head dropped back as I became overwhelmed, every twitch and spasm intense and pleasing.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I sighed, bathed in sensations of release and satisfaction.
“Thank you, Kitten,” he murmured back, leaning over the bed to kiss me.
I heard his belt jingle, and his jeans slid to the floor, then his weight depressed the mattress, and I felt his bulk next to me. He wrapped me in strong arms, and I was safe and loved. His fingers trailed over my body, stroking and smoothing, gently at first but soon he switched to kneading and pressing my curves, strong fingers digging into the point of bruising.
“I might buy a chastity belt for you Kitten.” Daddy kissed me, catching my bottom lip between his teeth and tugging a little, till my stomach lurched.
“I want to keep all this sexy for myself.” Smiling down, he tucked a strand of blonde hair behind my ear.
“I can be good Daddy. All my orgasms belong to you.” I pouted that he didn’t trust me and fluttered my eyelashes to convince him.
“I shall need a show like this every night that I’m away.”
He pulled up my bra so that one nipple peeped out, which he pinched and twisted cruelly. A stab of pleasure flared in my core. I knew I had more orgasms to give, and so did he.
“Of course Daddy, if you tell me what to do.” I wore my most innocent expression.
“You deserve a spanking Kitten.” The wicked glint was back in his eyes. “I told you to keep your eyes open when you came.”
“I’m sorry Daddy, “ I hoped to sound repentant. But as I lay across his lap, tilting my bare bottom for his punishment, I smothered a smile in the crook of my arm.
“Are the ankle cuffs still comfortable?” He smoothed the curves of my naked rear, making me want to purr.
“Yes thank you, Daddy.”
“I like how they spread you for my pleasure.”
“Me too Daddy,” I giggled.
