Saturday, 26 October 2013

Coming Home

Baby girl was caught in the evening rush hour and the tail back from some road works up ahead she'd had a very busy challenging day a long meeting about a project that she was managing where she had really had to be very tough with some of the people who had just not delivered on the work, it was difficult sometimes to get people to concentrate on the details and also to realise that it had to be done on time as there was a lot riding on making the deadlines.

She parked her car in the drive way behind Daddy's it was 6:45 pm she slipped on her suit jacket looking every inch the corporate middle manager she was and grabbed her laptop bag off the back seat of her car she rather liked her dark double breasted suit jacket with it's pencil skirt just above the knee stylish yet modest. Once inside her front door she put her laptop bag away in the hall cupboard and took her suit jacket off putting it on the hanger on the hall stand then she unzipped her skirt and wriggled it down and off over her feet having stepped out of her heels. In her stocking feet and carrying her suit on it's hanger and her heels she went upstairs where she found Daddy in their home office and she kissed him before going into their bedroom to put her suit away and then her shirt in the dry cleaning and her stockings and suspender belt in the laundry.

She slipped on a short white cotton sleeveless vest over her bra and checked herself in the mirror all she had on was her panties a bra and now the vest this was the most she was ever permitted to wear at home and Daddy was only allowing her to wear the panties because they were ruffle panties and he particularly loved the way they looked on her bottom. Until she met her Daddy clothes had always been about how to hide her bottom , how to make it stick out less , how to find clothes that fit. Now she knew it was what he adored about her , her curve.

She walked back into the office and knelt by Daddy her eyes down hands behind her back her pulse racing her nipples were stiff and aching and she could feel she was wet and Daddy hadn't even touched her , she felt a hand on her head and then Daddy lifted her chin and kissed her slowly smiling and then slipped her slim silver collar around her neck , she shivered as she felt him click it close because every time she came home she longed for this the outward symbol of her status , she was owned body and soul by her Daddy.

She stood and asked if there was anything he wanted and he took a small wrapped box from his brief case and held it out to her , she took it and unwrapped it and inside found a slender chrome chain with two clamps on a short Y of chain at one end at the other end was a leather loop. Daddy took it out of the box and patted the desk telling her to slip her panties down and sit on the edge which she did thighs spread wide exposing her shaven sex and pouting sticky labia , Daddy opened both clamps and then fitted one over each of her labia tightening the screw enough to ensure they would not slip off to test them he tugged the chain and she felt the pull and gasped as her labia were stretched out and Daddy tugged a little harder making her moan then he handed her the chain and told her to pull her panties up which she did slowly slipping off the edge of the desk and standing.

He asked her for coffee and wrapping the leash and chain around her hips tucking it so it did not fall she went down to the kitchen to make coffee , when she returned Daddy was reading some papers and he looke dup and smiled as she came into the office and knelt and keeping her eyes on his she offered him the coffee he took it and kissed her lips finger tips of one hand brushing her nipples making her shiver. As she knelt there she could feel herself drip , she knew her panties were soaked , the tops of her thighs were wet , sticky with her arousal and with the ache from the clamps on her labia he clit was swollen pulsing.

He sipped his coffee nodded and then tugging the leather look of the leash free he wrapped around his hand until it was taut and pulling at her she bit her lip and sighed her thighs stretching wider pushing her mound forward , as he read and sipped his coffee he tightened the leash tugging it gently then releasing it the sensation stoked the fire between her thighs and she began to gasp each time he tugegd.

He looked up from the papers and putting them down with his cup on the desk he undid his belt and trousers exposing the swollen head of his cock , she licked her lips and stared unable to look away and leaned in to kiss his sex tasting him and listening to his sigh as she sucked his hands stroking her neck her hair.

All the cares the rush of the day melted away in this moment there was just her and her Daddy , she was where she wanted to be on her knees pleasuring him there was nothing but the taste and feel of him in her mouth his hands stroking her neck the tug of the labia clamps her clit burning aching.

Wednesday, 3 April 2013

Before !!!

She found it hard to remember the time before she met her Daddy , when she was not owned , loved and cared for when she was alone. The daily struggle to keep going the confusion the wondering if this was all there was a series of unhappy relationships always the something missing , she worked hard came home ate dinner and then there was her vibe until she fell asleep on her own.

Now her life could not be more different Daddy made all the decisions , he decided the when where and how in her life not just sex but all other aspects yes he consulted her but he decided and sexually he Dominated totally she was his and she loved it she had never been happier !.

This morning he'd left at 6:00 am to catch a flight to New York for a meeting but he had still laid out the clothes he wanted her to wear from her lingerie to the skirt and blouse and shoes and she would wear them sending him a pic of herself as she had just done to confirm she was dressed as he wished. She looked at herself in the ward robe mirror and adjusted her the collar of her blouse just as her phone pinged with a txt

' squat over your phone and send me the pic '

She bit her lip and quickly slipped her panties down and off and then selecting camera on her phone and a 10 sec delay placed it face down and lifting her pleated skirt up straddled the phone making sure she was about 6 inches above it as it bleeped the count down then click and a flash. Babygirl stood up and checked the photo , yes it was a good image of her smooth shaven sex her labia slightly parted , she quickly sent it and slipped back into her thong panties and as smoothed her pleated skirt down her phone pinged again it was Daddy and he'd sent a smiley face she sent one back and slipped into her heels and with one last look in the mirror she set off for work.

By lunch time she was hungry and so walked one block to a small cafe she went to regularly it was a quiet place with old style booths at the back and family run Italian place but she loved the food and the tea they did , Daddy had met her here for lunch several times , she ordered a Parma ham sandwich and large tea and found a table by the window to eat and watch the world go by. It was nearly 2:00 pm by the time she had finished and needing to pee she headed to the toilets which were at the back , to get to the ladies you had to cross the small yard at the back which had a garden and flowers.

She had a pee and wiped herself carefully before pulling her thongs back up and then smoothing her skirt down she washed her hands and dried them , as she left the toilet a door to her left opened and she was grabbed and pulled into the dark , she yelped and tried to break free but the hand had her by her hair and she was pushed up against the rough stone wall the door was kicked shut and lips at her ear whispered
'Who owns you ?' the voice set her pulse racing and relief washed over her.

'Daddy owns me ' she replied in a quavering voice unsure of what was to follow here in the dark , a hand pushed between her thighs grabbing her pussy roughly squeezing hard teeth nipped her neck and she froze as two fingers rubbed along her labia and then pressed inside her thrusting deep she spread her feet wider and moaned as the fingers explored her sex.

He held her by the hair fingers in her sex thumb rubbing and pressing between her cheeks she gasped and squirmed and moaned arching her back face pressed against the wall , then his fingers slipped out and she heard a zip her skirt was lifted and her feet kicked wider she bent her knees shuffled back and leaned forward his cock brushed the inside of her upper thigh and then he was thrusting into her hard and fast holding her hair tight pulling her head back as he took her , yes she was wet , yes she was excited but he paid no attention to her needs or pleasure he just took her hard and fast slamming in and out of her now very wet sex his breathing and her moans and gasps the only sounds.

She felt him slide out of her and then he was pulling her head round and down

'Squat !!! ' he whispered and she did her face level with his sticky stiff cock his hand still holding her by the hair she knew what he wanted and she kissed then held and sucked him bobbing her head until she hear him gasp and he spurted , she swallowed , and sucked and swallowed again until he slid from her mouth and tucking himself walked away opening the door light streaming in.

She tidied herself and her phone pinged , she checked the message

'Don't be late home and I enjoyed lunch my babygirl !'

Tuesday, 19 March 2013

Rules for a babygirl

When she first agreed to become his babygirl the rules he set were difficult to keep not that there were long lists of do's and don'ts but more of a change in her whole life and a loss of control , ceded willingly to him her Daddy always made it very clear that this had to be something she wanted and consented to and she did because it made her feel so excited and she was so in love with her Daddy. So now Daddy decides

What she wears and when , including lingerie and shoes.
What make up and perfume
What jewellery and how she wears it
What her hair looks like and how long it is
If when and how she orgasms or has any sexual pleasure
When and how she is punished within the agreed limits
He consults but makes all other major decisions and leads
Who she is friends with
Where she goes and when
Her posture and language inside and outside the home
When she goes to bed and when she gets up

All of this she willingly agreed to because for the first time in her life she felt loved and cared for cherished , she also had never been so sexually satisfied and had heard about dripping for a man in anticipation but until now had never experienced it , with Daddy she dripped , to the extent she had to carry panty pads to avoid embarrassing moments when she was out. At home she was always bottomless except for during her period so it didn't matter and Daddy would tease her and cup and squeeze her pussy just to check how wet she was and if she wasn't he would make her wet.

She was owned , her Daddy owned her , she had consented and also consented to being marked as his and she was so very happy !

Washing her Hair

I love washing her hair it's so sensuous the feel of it in my hands and my fingers on her scalp and massaging the  shampoo in rinsing it then the conditioner, we wash it in the shower she faces away from me her back arched head back a lovely line from her perfect big bottom cheeks to the nape of her neck. I massage in the shampoo taking my time to work it into each strand and massage her scalp as I do it scooping her hair up into a mass and scrunching working the foam in.

Then the conditioner and several rinses in between and of course I kiss , caress and tease her but she stays in position until I finish washing her hair she needs encouragement from time to time and a slap to her soapy wet cheeks.

The end result of the process is her thick wet curly locks in my fingers beautifully conditioned and I just love the feel of her hair in my hands I always end up very aroused and and my babygirl is always very appreciative of my washing her hair.

Saturday, 9 March 2013


The tour of the Sphinx and Pyramids took most of the morning and by early afternoon all baby girl wanted to do was have a rest and a cup of tea she was hot and tired and the heat was still building she couldn't wait to get the tight jeans off she'd put on that morning off .

The coach dropped her and Daddy off at their Hotel and Daddy told her he was going to buy a paper and read it by the pool , babygirl had just got to their room and slipped out of her jeans and top when she got a txt

'Bring a tea and coffee and meet me in the bedouin tent room in 10 mins in your white bikini' , she read it a 2nd time as her belly flip flopped and her nipples stiffened , Daddy had bought her the bikini before they left on holiday and when she'd put it on she'd blushed and swore to herself she would never wear it in public it had gel support cups in the bra that gave her cleavage but the panties barely covered her bottom and after a few minutes of movement they rode up between her cheeks and covered nothing !.

However she did as she was told and slipped into her white bikini and then put one of Daddy's shirts on and buttoned it part way , it came to her upper thighs and covered her bottom , slipping into her sandals she left the room and headed for the cafe to buy the tea and coffee.

When she got to the Bedouin tent room Daddy was there reading his paper and she saw him glance up as she walked in through the entrance which was partially shaded by tent doors , she walked over to where he was sitting placing the tray with the tea and coffee on the table and then knelt by his feet eyes down and hands behind her back. She could feel herself dripping , her arousal was trickling down her inner thighs , her bikini thong was soaked and Daddy hadn't even touched her yet.

He reached for his coffee and met her eyes looking up and smiled then he told her to stand and take the shirt off which she did acutely concious of her now very swollen nipples and sticky inner thighs , she put her hands on her head and twirled on the spot for him as he watched and sipped his coffee then he put the cup down and patted his lap and after a moments hesitation she lay belly down settling herself over his knees hands on the carpeted floor.

She bit her lip as Daddy caressed her bottom pulling her bikini tight , she loved the way he caressed her , his touch , the squeeze and then the "SLAPPPPPPPPPPPP !!!!!!! of the first spank !!!! making her yelp and wriggle. She loved and hated being spanked , she knew she craved it found it so exciting and humiliating that she would often miss or forget things just so he would spank her or like now because he loved to.

Reaching down he slipped off one of her leather sandals and for the next 15 minutes slowly spanked her bottom and thighs concentrating on her lower cheeks , he didn't hit her very hard but it was enough to make her cheeks burn and to make her gasp and sigh and squirm the sound echoed around the room and she heard herself moan as he dropped the sandal and caressed her burning cheeks pushing her thighs wide his hand cupped and squeezed her soaking pussy thumb rubbing her tight anus pressing and circling his fingers finding her swollen clit and teasing it until she convulsed her orgasm bursting in her belly !.

Pulling her up and round he kissed her passionately his hand never leaving her pussy and she lay cradled on his lap until he whispered 'Now you may suck me ' and she slipped to the carpet and undoing his jeans kissed and sucked his cock until he filled her mouth and she gulped and moaned..........happy to be a babygirl !