Meeting
I had been talking to him for a while now. This man. Daddy. Somehow the constant barrage of pornographic images and sissy hypnosis had taken a hold of me and brought me to the point where I had actually begun to develop a relationship with a man.I haad never thought of myself as gay, or had thoughts about men. I was, a 23 year old graduate student, sexting a 55 year old business man.
While I was never really attracted to men, something about dressing up as a girl for Daddy (and seeing his lust for me) drove me wild.Each time Daddy and I would talk, he would ask me to do things, training me. I did not know it at the time, but he was actually getting me prepared to meet him in person.
The first, and most notable, task was he sent me a pink chasity device and some lingerie,asked to start wearing it Daddy explained that this was necessary to establish the order of power between us. While he enjoyed giving me pleasure, I needed to know that he was the Alpha. The only one with a real cock. I bought his rationale, and before you knew it, I was wearing chastity constantly. He said it was mostly symbolic-but what I did not realize was that the longer I went without an orgasm, the more feminine I felt.
The knee-jerk, male desire to simply go and rub out a quick one was gone. Any pleasure or sexual gratification was going to have to cum from somewhere else, something or someone other than my tiny little clit.
The night before we met, I shaved everywhere as he told.Every little nook of my body, making me perfectly feminine. After I got done shaving, I covered myself in Victoria's Secret body lotion, body spray sent by him.That night I put on my silk, pink pajamas and fell asleep, waiting for the morning.
Daddy was going to come over on his lunch break. He said he booked a hotel room and every thing i need will be there. So i reached there by 11.30 and collected keys. I reached the room and found a package there. It was pink lingerie and babydoll. I slipped into them and waited for him.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
I walked slowly to the door...and opened it. There he was, Daddy. He looked a little older than his pictures, but you could tell by the way he dressed and stood that he was a big man.
I sheepishly asked him to come in and set down on the couch. Instinctively, I straddle him. Rubbing my ass cheeks against his suit paints. I could feel him growing.
As he reached up and kissed my neck, a wave of comfort and femininity took over me. I was safe with Daddy, he wasn't going to hurt me. He just need a sweet little girl to take care of his now growing member. With confidence, I became I total fucking slut for Daddy.
Taking his pants off, I engulfed his cock in my mouth. Squeezing and sucking on his giant ball sack. I looked up at his face and could see the pure joy. He was hard, horny, and feeling so good because of me...I had never felt so feminine.
As I sucked, he called me dirty names, encouraging me to get him off. "Suck Daddy's dick you little fucking whore," being my favorite. The whole time, I was leaking pre-cum through my little chastity cage like a water fountain. Looking at my panties you would have thought I was some young girl in desperate heat.
"Oh my God baby, baby girl, I am cumming. Take this fucking seed, you fucking whore, fucking swallow every damn drop!!" Gulping and gasping, Daddy had cum unexpectedly. To my surprise I swallowed. Like I had been doing it for years, and I loved it. I felt so slutty and proud of myself.
Daddy patted me on the head and told me how much he had enjoyed his lunch break, and how he wanted to meet tomorrow. I agreed, but was a little sad when he left. I really had wanted to feel him inside me, his manliness taking me. You could almost say I was desperate for the idea of being taken by him...
Jena
While I was never really attracted to men, something about dressing up as a girl for Daddy (and seeing his lust for me) drove me wild.Each time Daddy and I would talk, he would ask me to do things, training me. I did not know it at the time, but he was actually getting me prepared to meet him in person.
The first, and most notable, task was he sent me a pink chasity device and some lingerie,asked to start wearing it Daddy explained that this was necessary to establish the order of power between us. While he enjoyed giving me pleasure, I needed to know that he was the Alpha. The only one with a real cock. I bought his rationale, and before you knew it, I was wearing chastity constantly. He said it was mostly symbolic-but what I did not realize was that the longer I went without an orgasm, the more feminine I felt.
The knee-jerk, male desire to simply go and rub out a quick one was gone. Any pleasure or sexual gratification was going to have to cum from somewhere else, something or someone other than my tiny little clit.
The night before we met, I shaved everywhere as he told.Every little nook of my body, making me perfectly feminine. After I got done shaving, I covered myself in Victoria's Secret body lotion, body spray sent by him.That night I put on my silk, pink pajamas and fell asleep, waiting for the morning.
Daddy was going to come over on his lunch break. He said he booked a hotel room and every thing i need will be there. So i reached there by 11.30 and collected keys. I reached the room and found a package there. It was pink lingerie and babydoll. I slipped into them and waited for him.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
I walked slowly to the door...and opened it. There he was, Daddy. He looked a little older than his pictures, but you could tell by the way he dressed and stood that he was a big man.
I sheepishly asked him to come in and set down on the couch. Instinctively, I straddle him. Rubbing my ass cheeks against his suit paints. I could feel him growing.
As he reached up and kissed my neck, a wave of comfort and femininity took over me. I was safe with Daddy, he wasn't going to hurt me. He just need a sweet little girl to take care of his now growing member. With confidence, I became I total fucking slut for Daddy.
Taking his pants off, I engulfed his cock in my mouth. Squeezing and sucking on his giant ball sack. I looked up at his face and could see the pure joy. He was hard, horny, and feeling so good because of me...I had never felt so feminine.
As I sucked, he called me dirty names, encouraging me to get him off. "Suck Daddy's dick you little fucking whore," being my favorite. The whole time, I was leaking pre-cum through my little chastity cage like a water fountain. Looking at my panties you would have thought I was some young girl in desperate heat.
"Oh my God baby, baby girl, I am cumming. Take this fucking seed, you fucking whore, fucking swallow every damn drop!!" Gulping and gasping, Daddy had cum unexpectedly. To my surprise I swallowed. Like I had been doing it for years, and I loved it. I felt so slutty and proud of myself.
Daddy patted me on the head and told me how much he had enjoyed his lunch break, and how he wanted to meet tomorrow. I agreed, but was a little sad when he left. I really had wanted to feel him inside me, his manliness taking me. You could almost say I was desperate for the idea of being taken by him...
Jena
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