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A request for DaddyFor my new friend brian34brian34 ;-)We both are lying on the bed, enjoying the quiet, after a long tiring session. I’m on my back, you’re along my side, nice and close. One hand resting between my tits as my hands pet your forearm; your head resting on your other bicep as your hand plays with my hair. You lean in periodically to place a soft kiss on my cheek, near my ear, on my temple. I contentedly sigh and press into you bit more, feeling the warmth from your arm and hand. “Daddy?” I softly say. “Yes princess” your lips against my hairline. I turn my head to yours, and look…. “Will you play with my Daddy?” You look down and smirk. “Sure you’re up for it?” “Yes please Daddy.” You smile, sit up, and slide to the end of the bed. You grab an ankle and tug me down the mattress until my ass is at the edge. I move to sit up, and you push me back down. “Just lie still.” You reach under the bed frame and pull out a box of climbing rope. You grab the thin blue cord first. “Give me your hands.” I place my palms on my stomach. You turn my palms to face each other, but place them about 8’’ apart. Wrapping the cord around my wrists and knotting in between, still leaving them spaced apart. You then grab under my knees and pull my legs up to the mattress. Now grabbing the thicker black rope, you first wrap and knot it around my knees, and then another around each ankle. One those binds are made, you go to the left side, and tie off my knee and ankle to the left post of the bed, then the right. All the while teasing and sneaking strokes of my body. I look up and watch you expertly wrap and knot the rope around my flesh. A nice snug fit but exposing my lower half. My hands rubbing my stomach a bit.You stand between my legs, petting my inner thighs, working down to the ligaments in my groin. Fingers pressing and massaging, I wriggle just a bit. You push your hands up my stomach to meet my roped wrists. You look down on me and smile again. You grab the knots and threads that are between my wrists, and pull up. You bend forward a bit as my arms go above my head. Soon you’re lying on me. I can feel your warm cock against my stomach, your chest on mine. With my hands going over my head, you pull them back down, so the rope is behind my neck, my hands essentially on either side of my face.You pull at my hair so I don’t knot it in the ropes; you fan the curls out, so they frame my head on the mattress. I lift my head and kiss your neck as you play with my hair, finally looking down to kiss me. Foreheads pressed together as mouths are tight on each other. I internally smile at the feel of your hands cradling my face, when I realize that you’re actually unhooking my collar. You pull back and toss it to the other side of the mattress. You kiss my neck, as I whimper. “Did I do something wrong Daddy?” You hear the concern in my voice as you stroke my sides, and kiss my now bare neck. “No baby girl. It was just going to get in the way.” “Okay daddy” I respond confused.You continue your onslaught of my neck and jaw, covered with your mouth and tongue. I luxuriate in the feel of your fingers intertwined with mine, feeling the pressure of your skin to my body. You start to work your way down my sternum, but only lightly cover my tits. I try to watch you, but you sink too low. Before I know it you’re at my mound, and then pulling up off me. I watch as you drag over the playroom toy chest, but then walk away again. You come back with some of maraş escort the candles that have burning all night. Deep wells of wax built up. You leave and come back with more and more candles until the chest is covered, and even some of the floor. You grab a dark blue candle. Stand between my legs again and bend forward. The candle next to my face, your free hand pushes my chin up. “I want to give you a new collar. Keep your head back princess.” With the end of the sentence you swipe a line of hot wax across the bottom of my neck just above my collar bone. “AAHAHHAHHHAA.” You let me feel the sear of heat before dripping the next line, and then the next line. You repeat over and over until a nice blue band is across my throat. You steal a kiss as I pant slightly.You place that candle down and get the next one. The drips coming down my sternum, in my cleavage. You have two candles that you alternate dripping as you form the next line on my skin. “sshiititttt” I hiss. Then you grab two more candles to extend the line to my belly button. The next set of candles wrap around the base of my breast, a large circle. You grip my nipple between two knuckles, and pull my globe around as to make sure the wax goes where you want it to. “oh fuck” I grunt. You drop my breast, and another new candle is posed over my now taught titty. You pour the wax and watch it cover my nipple and areola. It splashes just a bit, but for the most part my breast meat is uncovered, just the nipple and ring at the base. You follow the same procedure for my other breast. Listening as I grunt, yip, and sometimes scream as you play with me.You step back and look at all the pretty colors you’ve decorated me with as you let me catch my breath. “Ready for the next round baby girl?” You ask once I’ve calmed down a bit. I wriggle a bit in the binds, and then nod. Pure trust and submission looking up at you. Lust and worship just under the glare as well.You grab two candles and dump the contents on to my inner thighs, as I scream out, you get two more candle to continue covering my flesh. The colors splash down onto my groin and some hitting my labia. Over and over and over, you just keep grabbing candles to cover me. “FFUCKKKKKKAAHAHAHAHAHAA” “DDADYDYYYY!Y!!!!!!” after 20 candles you stop. I’m crying out and shaking. My inner and outer thighs are covered; you can still see my slit, but my mound is covered as well. You see sweat has built up on my brow, and tears are spilling down. My whole body is still trembling. You grab more candles, and splash my stomach with more hot wax. You continue to circle my tits with another layer, and mold more of a collar on my neck. “Please….shit….ahahhhhhh.” You pull the candles away “Yes?” I pant. Eyes unfocused “Just please…a minute…breathe….” You rub my calves as you let me breathe through the pain. “Look at me princess.” I look up as I try to catch my breath. I start following your hand strokes with my inhale and exhale. “Good girl. Do you want me to continue playing?” I take two more breaths “Yes please Daddy.”You smile down at me. Bending forward you press a hand to my slit and rub. It’s hot with wax, but can feel my juicy warmth inside. You push 2 fingers inside me, and your thumb against my clit. “Ohhhhhfucckkkk” you start rubbing, thumb rotating in circles. “DadDyydYYyyy” I arch, and you can see the wax pull at my skin. It’s hardened too much to crack fully. Your fingers are only inside me for a few moments when you hear escort maraş me desperately start begging “Cumm daddy? Please daddy…oh shit…DADDY please?!” You push up against me, kiss my lips “Yes baby you can cum.” I start shaking and orgasm in your hand. You then begin the next wave of use…smacking my tits as I cum; hard so the wax starts to crack. Your hand pumping away inside me as you beat the wax off my skin. “FFUCKKSHSISITITITITTTTTDADDDYDDYYYY” My eyes begin to roll back.Once my body goes a bit limp, rigid muscles relaxing, you stop the hits. You rub my bare chest, but don’t move your hand inside me, just keeping it still. You can feel my heart racing. “That’s a good girl. Well done.” I nod at your words, squirming a bit with your hand still inside me, but you don’t remove it. Eyes closed and head lolling to the side.“Look at me baby.” I open my eyes slowly and find your face. “From here on out when you are ready to cum, you can, you don’t have to ask, but you do have to tell me. Do you understand?” I blink a few times, taking in your directions. “Yes I understand Daddy.”You smirk, then begin fingering me once again. As I begin to tremble, you continue the rapid strikes to the figure below you that is all yours. This time you start at my colorful stomach. Even after all the wax has come off, I haven’t cum yet so you move your hand all around my belly, torso, and chest. As you take another swipe at my left breast, I scream out “CUCUMMMMMMMMMMM” You can feel my pussy walls gripping at your fingers as my body tenses for you. This orgasm washes through me quickly.You slow your hand, but you don’t stop moving your fingers. The beatings of your hand move down to my pussy mound and thighs. “SHSIIITITTTTTTT” within moments I’m yelling “CUMCUMCUMCUMCUMCUMCUMCUMC!!!!!!” As I orgasm for the third time you move your smacking hand all around my body. Finding spots you haven’t landed on yet; repeating smacks where your fingers are outlined in my skin. All the colors of wax falling away to make room for hot, burning red flesh.; even some purple spots are raising to the surface. I come down from my orgasm, but you still pump inside me, slipping in a third finger. “Daddy….” I snivel. My face red with use, tears dripping into my sweat covered hairline, a bit of snot and spit on my face. The dark blue candle wax collar on my neck is striking against the red of your marked princess’ skin.You push down on my pelvis “I want one more baby girl. Let Daddy see you cum one more time.” I cry out as a fourth finger goes inside and you pull my walls. “OOHAHSHHITTT” sobbing as my used and played with body is forced to explode again. “Look at me princess.” I struggle in finding your face. You can see the blissful agony I’m in. Wanting to please daddy, but in pain to do so. After a few moments of staring at my daddy’s smiling face I feel the deep, primal urge to detonate. “CCUUMMMMM!M!M!M!!!!!!!” I arch back and tug hard at the ropes on my legs. Tremors running through my whole body, my pussy eating your hand and clenching it tight. You hold me down to the mattress as I buck against you. You lean forward to put some pressure on me as I push up hard against you. My orgasm lasts for a solid 30 seconds. You stop moving your hand as I fuck myself against you. Complete submission to your manipulation of me. You pull your hand out of me with a slurp. Give my thighs a squeeze, and then step out of the room. I try to track your movements, but I’m overcome with maraş escort bayan exhaustion. Spent and used I lie still on the bed. I hear you come in, and something making a tinkling noise. The bed moves a bit on my left, and I turn my head, but can’t open my eyes. Your lips softly press on my forehead as something burns my mouth. Not the same searing pain from the candles, something different. Colder. I taste the water as the ice cube melts in my mouth. You run the cube over my lips, letting me drink slightly. I moan appreciatively as you push a small cube into my mouth to let me suckle on it.You start to move behind me at my head. “You are such a good girl, princess.” Your hands at my shoulder blades pushing me up. You rest my back against your chest, head on your shoulder. I finish the ice cube just as you grab my throat, and squeeze. Lips at my ear “This collar was nice for a while, but I like the other one better.” You continue to grip and let me fight a bit. The struggle breaks and peels the wax off. You stroke my neck as I cough. Once clean, you replace your collar on me.You grab another cube and rub my lips again, but this time when you place it in my mouth you tell me “Don’t eat it, just hold it between your lips.” I push it out a bit, and feel it start to drip down my chin just slightly. You grab a cube in each hand and palm my breasts. It’s a good thing you were holding me against you, because I buck hard when you do this. The freezing cold against my searing hot nipples sends me over the edge. I bite down on the cube, and scream. You grab on to me hard and pull and tug my breasts; the round orbs that belong to you. Holding this used up form against you.Once that ice melts, you pick up another cube for my mouth, two cubes for your hands, and the groping all around my breasts begins. You touch every inch of red flesh from your earlier beatings. Ice running over finger prints and scratches. Saliva and dripping ice down my sternum. I whimper and shake in your arms. Your hands continue to feel my flesh even after the ice has melted away. I hear you groan just a bit as you enjoy my flesh.I pant as your hands grab two more cubes and run over my stomach and sides. Again covering the hand prints from just a bit ago. Cooling my burning skin with a different type of burn. Wet hands working down to the crease of my groin. You again rub over the well made marks on my cells. You lean forward and spit down my stomach until the white glob and ice water trickle to your fingers. A hand is placed over my cunt, just holding, then pressing. I squirm against you. You lick the outside of my ear “Good girl. Get ready.”One hand is replaced by the other hand. I never felt it leave me, but it comes back with ice chips. You push your hand and ice against me. I scream out. You’re not inserting….yet, but letting my skin burn on the ice. “oooh fufukkkkkkk….dadDDdydyydy” As I melts you run your hand up and down my slit. Then come back with a few more chips. Your hand presses firmer against me and the ice parts my labia. My teeth start to chatter uncontrollable; my body shivering. More ice is inserted, this time full cubes. “OhhhasSHSIITITTDADDY!!!!” My legs yanking at their binds, but unmoving. You can see my hands in my hair tugging, but unable to pull away. Yet another cube, and then another. You lose count, but one hand covers my cunt as I shake and try to push the ice out. You hold it in. The other hand running a cube over my face; around my cheeks and into my mouth. Your hand over my cunt and mouth, closing me up. Your mouth on my ear “That’s my good girl, burn and freeze for Daddy. Good girl.” One more orgasm as Daddy fulfills his princess’ request to be played with.
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