Bondage Sex Stories: Tied Up Fucktoy For My Daddy

By March 9, 2017BDSM, Bondage Sex, English, SMD
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It was a nice day in December, surprisingly warm for a winter night. We had been planning this night for weeks, and I had promised him that I’d be his good little fucktoy. Tonight he would show me his dominant side and introduce me to bondage and submission. The only problem was that I was 2 hours late to our meeting.

When I messaged him and told him I was running late because of some scheduling conflicts, he replied with disapproval. He told me that I would be getting punished for my tardiness, and I found that I was biting my lower lip in anticipation for almost the entire 20 minute drive.

I parked on the street and he came down to let me into his building. I could sense that he had a different air about him as soon as I saw him. He had clearly slipped into his role already and his confidence and dominance immediately made me feel small and nervous.

He guided me in with his hand firmly placed on the small of my back, signaling to his neighbors that I was his. We barely exchanged any words, but there was so much being said in the silence. The elevator ride up to his apartment on the fifth floor felt like an eternity.

We stepped into the hallway and he pulled me in closer with his hand wrapped around my waist, as he smiled and exchanged pleasantries with an older couple in his building. I managed to give them a faint smile and nod, but my mind was preoccupied as I wondered what Sir would do to me.

He had given me specific instructions earlier in the week: wear red lipstick and sexy lingerie, don’t masturbate for the entire week leading up to our meeting, and bring your favorite toy. I made sure to follow each instruction carefully.

I curled my long, thick hair and applied my makeup carefully with red lips to finish. I slipped into a lacy, hot pink thong and a sheer, lacy white bralette. I packed away my only toy, a simple vibrator. I wore a little black dress, strappy nude heels, and a mid-length trench coat. It was still winter, after all.

We entered into his apartment, and he pulled me into a rough kiss before the door had latched behind us. He pulled away nonchalantly and watched me with hungry eyes as I shrugged off my coat.

He ordered me to take my jewelry and heels off right away. “For safety,” he said. As I bent over to place my jewelry on his kitchen table, his hands began to slide up the hem of my skirt and I could feel his member rubbing up against my ass.

He pulled me toward his couch and sat down, waiting for me to undress for him. He watched me with a satisfied smirk on his face as I slowly pulled my dress off over my head. I stood there for him for a few seconds while he rubbed his cock through his pants watching me squirm. I felt uncomfortable and incredibly sexy at the same time, and could not muster up anything to say. I just stood there waiting for him to say or do something.

“You are late,” he said sternly. “You’re going to be getting a spanking from me. But first, I need to fuck you like you deserve. Like the little cumslut you are.”

He pulled me down onto his lap and kissed me fiercely. His hands were everywhere and I was lost in his ravenous lust. He grabbed me by my wrists and threw me onto to his bed while he quickly undressed.

He pulled me onto my knees and I smiled for him as he caressed my face with his hard cock. He slid his cock into my parted red lips, and threw his head back while I went to work. This is where I knew I reigned… sucking cock is my absolute favorite thing to do. I slowly wetted his hard cock with my mouth, deliberately drawing circles and patterns along his member and licking up all the precum that was dripping out.

I pumped him with a soft, but firm grip while I took his balls in my mouth and licked his gouch. Then he grabbed the back of my head and throat fucked me while I took it like a big girl. I looked up at him while a couple tears ran down my cheeks and he told me I was being a good little slut.

He then turned me around and slipped his fingers into my wet pussy. I was already so wet for him, and he was pleased to see that I was ready for him. He rolled on a condom and pushed his cock into my pussy from behind with me on my hands and knees.

He began to fuck me slowly, and I absolutely loved the feeling of his hard cock stretching me out. He quickly picked up the pace, and began to pound me. “You like that, huh? You like being fucked like the slut you are?” he growled. I managed to yelp out a yes, and he growled back, “yes, SIR.” I replied in an airy whisper, “yes…. Sir.”

Then I felt him playing with my butt, massaging my anus. I gasped, and told him that I wasn’t comfortable with anal sex, but that I’m ok with him playing with my ass. He told me not to worry as he slipped his finger into my asshole. Oh fuck…

With his thumb up my ass, he fucked me even harder until I came. Then he flipped me over and fucked me with my legs up over his shoulders until he finally came. One thing I’ll never forget is the deep, primitive growls that would come from his chest every time he came. The sound of him cumming always sounded so satisfying!

We took a breather, and he made me wait in his room while he prepared something outside. Finally he led me out and laid me out on his sofa chaise. He lazily pulled out four long strands of rope and set them to the side while he positioned me with my upper body laid down on the chaise.

He began to tie my hands to the chaise one at a time, explaining to me that he was tying a knot that would hold me tight but never cut off my circulation. Then he lifted my legs and tied my ankles to the chaise them so that by the end of it I was spread eagle with my legs and my arms were tied up behind my ears. Then once I saw myself tied up and helpless, he blindfolded me. My heart began to beat faster as he covered my eyes–I was truly helpless now.

Then I heard the low hum of the vibrator… and then the low hum of another. He stuffed my pussy with one vibrator and took the other and rested it on my clit. The sensation was overwhelming, to say the least. At first I had no clue whether I should feel pleasure or pain, but it was definitely pleasure that I was feeling.

“This is going to hurt a little,” he said. Then I felt the sharp pinch of a nipple clamp on my right nipple, then my left. I let out a little yelp, and he asked me, “do you like how that makes you feel?” “Yes, sir,” I replied.

Then I heard him go out onto his patio for a smoke. I was left there stuffed like a blind pig, while he went out to enjoy a smoke. I felt overwhelmed and completely vulnerable, but it was exciting and new. When he came back in, he switched back and forth between teasing me with a feather and spanking me with a switch. He would spank me on my ass or the backs of my thighs with the switch, then trace that same spot with the feather. It was his way of punishing me, but reminding me that he’s taking care of me.

Then I heard the rip of a condom wrapper and he removed the vibrators from me and entered me fast and deep. While in me, he removed my blindfold so I could look up at him while he fucked me. He abusing my little pussy by fucking me hard, fast, and deep until we both came. After that he untied me, removed the nipple clamps, and used some ice to cool down the spots that were sore from his punishments.

The night wore on with more of us going down on each other and fucking a few more times until we were both completely spent. I went home with marks on my wrists and a smile on my face.

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