I Get Off….Lyrics from a Halestorm song…GREAT song…

You don’t know that I know

You watch me every night

And I just can’t resist the urge

To stand here in the light

Your greedy eyes upon me

And then I come undone

And I could close the curtain

But this is too much fun

I get off on you

Getting off on me

Give you what you want

But nothing is for free

It’s all give and take

The kinda life we make

When your line is crossed

I get off

I get off

So much left unspoken

Between the two of us

It’s so much more exciting

To look when you can’t touch

You can say I’m different

And maybe I’m a feak

But I know how to twist ya

To bring you to your knees

I get off on you

Getting off on me

Give you what you want

But nothing is for free

It’s all give and take

The kinda life we make

When your line is crossed

I get off

I get off

But you don’t know

What you can’t see

Is what I do for you

I do for me

I get off on you

Getting off on me

Give you what you want

Yeah

I get off on you

Getting off on me

Give you what you want

But nothing is for free

It’s all give and take

The kinda life we make

When your line is crossed

I get off

I get off

Yeah I get off!

 

 

 

Scatter brain…

Why am i so scattered brained? Life has been hectic, but isn’t it always?….but,  i am sad at my freedom, which it was of my own doing, but i do not think i realized how affected i was going to be by it all. Granted we live in the same town and are really good friends, and it is not unusual to run into each other several times a week. Is it ackward? No more then it has been since becoming His, and now that i am not His it is just as ackward, but my heart is broken, but i know in my broken heart he will always be there for me, if i were to need him….Do i need him? i need to be owned, i need to feel the collar around my neck, even tho my collar was only mental, i felt it, even in the last few months when things slowed way down for us…so why is it hard for me to catch my breath without something around my neck?….

So the healing starts, the tears fall, but the ache in pussy is always there, the lust is overwhelming, the thoughts of sessions i never got to experience take over and consume my head, i do not doubt that i will never know the feeling of being owned again, i am not saying that at all, i am just saying there is a soothing calming comfort for me knowing i am doing my best to please someone, even if my best may be others worst. i probably wasn’t the best a slave could be, but i truly tried. He knew it, and i think i did make him proud to own me, and i hope he thinks of me from time to time, not because i think i have it like “that” but it will make me feel better knowing he may miss what i did and was willing to do to please him, but i do sincerely hope he finds that again.

::::rambles on some more::::

So, how does one seek out a Master? Is there a “Masters’R'us”, one suggestion was to join FetLife, which i did, and well folks i am not good at car shopping either…but i felt alot of the profiles i read, only seek a barbie doll, and well i am far from that, and i know that finding a Master is something that will take a gross amount of time, patience, and thought, trust me i am not going to say yes to anyone that claims to be a Dom, i just saying that i am scattered brained and scared to death that i will never find someone to serve, but at the same time, i know i will….

i have rambled on enough, and this post makes zero sense, but my head is full of crap…i need to get it out so i go back to thinking nasty thoughts lol…so if you made it this far of the post…thanks bunchesNbunches!!!

oh…and oddly enough i am hungry for some Chineese food…hmmmmm

It’s been a while….

i am sure if anyone frequents this site (which i totally doubt) that you have seen an absence in my writing…

Being owned is something i do not take lightly, even though i prefer writing humor stories, anyway, Daddy and i have drifted, granted we have had some oh so hottttttttttttt sessions, i have not wrote of them lately because frankly they were fewer and further in between. i felt the end was near, and as of lastnight i was offically released, not the release i was looking for this weekend but it was of my doing. i crossed lines emotionally, inspite of my telling myself no. i loved Him, i feel He knew it and felt a tremendous amount of guilt, of having me, He is committed to another and it got to much for Him, i had to ask to be release because i have so much love and respect for Daddy, He is too good of a person for me to allow His inner hell to continue.

Now what? Now i begin the journey of hopefully finding a new one. Which scares the living shit right out of me. Daddy never made me feel uncomfortable, did i fear His wrath? ABSOLUTELY but i was not scared of Him. i am and will be forever thankful that He was the one that released my inner slut/slave to begin with….soooooooooo if ya know any good Masters….send em to me lol

Missing Daddy…

Kneeling naked before Him, He orders my hands up over my head, He takes a  rope, that has been laid on the floor before me and binds my wrists. He takes another piece and binds my ankles, then He takes the remaining piece and with my elbows bent and hands now nestled against the back of my neck,  He loops through the knots tied at my ankles and attaches to the knots tied around my wrists….

i love the way He fondles my nipples, His kiss, His caress, His tweak, His lick, His suckle, His bite, His fingers pinching them soft then hard, my nipples stiffen with the first touch of His lips against them, my quiet moans begin to find His ears, my loss of breath, and as He watches me lick my lips, only proves to Him  i am enjoying my punishment way to much.

He places a silk scarf around my head to form a blind fold, oxygen quickly leaves my lungs, my erratic breaths are with quick moans with each exhale  that disappear with each gasp for air, He leaves me there wanting more…

i hear His footsteps returning to the room, my stomach flickering with butterflies, my mind racing, my heart pounding, my lungs are useless, my cunt is slippery between my legs, my nipples aching, then i feel the bitter cold touch from the ice that He uses to slowly trace my nipples. The words “Daddy please” escape my lips, He says “Not yet puppet” but the hum in His words proves to me that His saying no was hard to do. i know i am there for punishment, but for the life of me i do not recall the reason, that caused His disappointment in me….

my tits are soaked from the melted ice that He has tortured my nipples with, He then takes a crop and begins to slap quick and hard as the leather flap bites the flesh of my tits, my legs shaking as  i try to stay in the kneeling position for Him, each bite sends the weight of my body from one knee to the other, the harder i try to lean away from the next kiss of the crop, the more unbalanced i become, His rope skills were alot better then i anticipated…

Daddy has been ill the last few days, and well thoughts like this flood my mind….i miss you Daddy….

 

Daddyhead…

All i ever desire is to please Him, to the point it truly takes over my mind, my body, and my soul. The desire could be desribed as a craving, a hunger, or just an overwhelming need to please Him. i worry constantly about whether or not i am pleasing Him, do i step up to the plate to take what He wants to give me? Do i leave Him completely satisfied with His fukpuppet? Is there something i can do better? Do i make Him feel crowded when i admit my needing Him? Which i will admit i tell Him often that i want to cum for Him. It truly takes over me and baffles me how a simple text, touch, instant message, email, whisper, or look can change my outlook on the entire day, if Daddy isn’t happy, i am not, but when Daddy is pleased, it’s a high i have never experienced before. i have never been a drug user, but if the high they feel is in comparison to my Daddy telling me He is pleased with “His little puppet” then i truly understand their addiction.

So feel free to call me a Daddyhead, because i am! i am not ashamed to  stand and say “Hi, my name is puppet and i am addicted to my Daddy, to His touch, to His cock rammed in to any orfice He wants, when He wants and to the sting my naughty ass feels when i have disobeyed Him” but not because i want a twelve step program ….i just want Daddy to be pleased. Okay now that being explained…let’s talk about this weekend…..

Most of you have found my page from reading puppytales, so you are well aware that puppy and i are both subbies, and are cousins as well. We have wanted to do this since i came out of the subbie closet in early September, and we finally got to, i was so excited about her visit, as was my Daddy, He approached her Master about allowing puppy to be present for a session, which i won’t lie, i was nervous, would He make me get naked in front of her? she is family, yes, she has seen me nude before, but not since i was like 13, i have had two kids, and i am addicted to chocolate, and not to metion the hail storm that attacked my ass….Oh My Gravy, i was eager to tell Daddy my fears, that He understood to be compaining. Which maybe i was, but i was scared, and sent Him a text saying just that a few times a day. i understand humiliation, and well i always believed that pain was my button pusher, but i can honestly say that i am still high this morning from the humilation i suffered experienced last night, it was totally mind blowing! Actually i wonder if Daddy knew what a ”Daddy induced” high He would now have me addicted to….

i will not write about what puppy had to do to please her Master, because that is her story to tell, and well she is such an awesome story teller, there is no way i could do them justice. Those two are amazing! Well hell you know that because you have read the vivid, hot, and super steamy stories….but here is my rendition of the weekend….

Saturday morning we discussed going to lunch at a local cafe, one that Daddy frequents, i text Daddy asking Him to meet, i thought i would be less nervous if they had a chance to meet prior to our session, He agreed, so we get ready and go. We got there a few minutes before Daddy did, once He showed up and we made eye contact my heart started pounding out of my chest, my nipples were aching, and rock hard, could of been because the a/c was set on 64 degrees or because He just has that effect on me. He comes over and sits next to puppy and across from me, i introduce them and Daddy winks at me, my heart begans to settle, it amazes me how He can wind me up and settle me down in a split second. i often wonder if He knows how much of  me truly belongs to Him… all of me, i know He demands this ownership, but have i proved that He does own me? Anyway, we sit and chat, it’s very lighthearted, which calms me more and more, then we start talking about puppy and her Master, and an order He had given her that morning that i declined to do, maybe it is because this D/s thing is so new to me, but when it got puppy into more trouble i felt like crap, well anyway it came up in our conversation, and Daddy looked at me, and i knew He wasn’t happy with my saying “no”, i didn’t want puppy punished for my being nervous and scared, it wasn’t fair to her, she  has always helped me with understanding my feelings and thoughts etc…so who was i to make things worse for her?

After lunch, we do some catching up and i help puppy with the order her Master had given her,then we get ready to go out, and i begin drinking, because i needed some liquid confidence to be able to face the session Daddy had planned, i blew His phone up, telling Him i was scared, and asking what He was going to do to me, He grew tired of it, and text me to “SHHH”, now i did not get drunk but i did feel some relief from the tense inner  choas i had felt all day. At around 10:30 He text me to “start getting ready” well i had prepared my ass for Him, my cooter was not only bare,  it was soaking wet too. So i was ready for Him, my nerves were a constant struggle to calm….

Due to the crappy phone reception i was 4 minutes late, but by the time i recieved the text i truly thought we were on time, Daddy wasn’t happy with my inability to be punctual. puppy and i did try hard to not be late. Honest!

So, we get there, i go immediatly to Him, and take His cock in my mouth to devour, granted it had only been two days since i felt His throbbing cock and taste His delicious seed, but i was starving for it. He shoved His cock deep in my throat, i was fighting the urge to spew my drinks of vodka sours all over Him, as He asked me where puppy was, i said “she is here too Daddy” but His cock still in my throat made my words incoherent. He states loudly ” I think we are missing someone!” i run my hands up His sides and steady myself as He allows me to breathe, He shoves my face back down on His cock and continues to fuck my face, i was so aroused, but all i could think is ‘OMG puppy is here, what will He do to me next?’. After several minutes of taking His cock orally, He orders me to remove my pants, i stand before Him forever for a few moments then He gets up and stands behind me, He placed His hand on my back guiding me to bend over for Him, i can feel the cool air on my now over exposed ass and pussy, my breathing becomes erratic, my nerves were getting the best of me, then Daddy leaned down and whispered in my ear “puppet, you don’t have to do this if you are not okay with it. I need to know whether or not you want to do this before I will go any further” i turned and whispered back to Him “It’s okay Daddy, i want to do this for You”….

 

12 Days….

As i have mentioned before, my vanilla relationship hit a brick wall, it finally came to a sudden stop, it took us years to finally crash and burn, so i had somewhat prepared myself for it. What i did not prepare myself for was the aftermath, picking up the pieces, my self-esteem was shot to hell, it took “schitty” 8 years to have me believing that i was never going to be good enough, that i was not worth anyones time or energy. Now Daddy and i, we have a history, that stems back at least 17 years, Daddy was never one to blow sunshine up my ass, we have had many a heated discussions in the past, our different views on the world and what not, but one thing He has never done was tell me that i had no value, He was my first real date, my first real relationship, i have always had a love for Him. Granted we only dated one summer, then again at the end of my senior year of high school for about two months, even though we never had sex, He was always the best sex i never had.

He remained the best sex i’d never had up until two months ago, when i realized that ”schitty” was cheating on me….i couldn’t wrap my mind around it, why would that piece of shit cheat on me? i am the biggest freakiest mother fucker i know. Good riddance all the same…back to Daddy

The past two months has been the most fulfilling months of my life, i crave pleasing Him, i crave sessions with Him, Daddy and i both have a great sense of humor, we can spend hours laughing at nothing, it had been 12 days since our last session, and i was like a crack head looking for a hit. i did not have to go 12 days without seeing Daddy, i got to hang out with Him on two different occasions, one was just for a few minutes and another was for a few hours, i enjoyed them both very much, He is a great friend, but i craved being His fukpuppet, it is one of the highlights of my life.

Daddy has been super busy, i have had a lot of idle time, so i wasn’t getting orders, granted He did grant me permission to cum on a few occasions, but i wanted Him to experience me cumming for Him, we made plans to have a session on two different occasions, but He had to cancel, one day we went most of the day with a text, it was driving me totally insane, i couldn’t wrap my mind around what i had done to deserve this sort of punishment, granted i love getting punished, but with each punishment i felt guilt more than the last, i can truly say i now know what subs mean when they claim disappointing their Master is worse than the punishment. i so get it now.

Daddy had made a few comments on His social page about burning bridges, saying goodbye, etc…well it sent my already fragile mind and poor self-esteem into a deep dark place, so i couldn’t take it anymore, i mean if He didn’t want to be my Master anymore, He should just tell me, maybe i was wrong, maybe i was not good enough for Him either, i don’t think i could find another Master that i respected as much as Daddy, or loved as much either. Daddy has never thought that i was weird, or if He has, He has NEVER made me feel weird. So i just asked Him on Sunday night or told Him rather, that if He didn’t want to have me as His fukpuppet any longer just to tell me, i couldn’t take the not knowing any longer, i told Him that i loved Him and never ever wanted to complicate His life, well He sent back a text stating “ITS NOT YOU PUPPET! YOU’RE MINE! RELAX!”….ummmmm relax? Really? UGH!

After a failed attempt for a session on Monday night, we did get to have a session last night, 12 days since the last one. i was so excited, my inner sluts turned three cartwheels when i received the text stating “Be here in 10 minutes, I do not have a lot of time…bring CK!”  YAY mE! i have the best Daddy in the WORLD!

With a pounding heart, i enter His bedroom, He did say hello to me, which generally He is quiet, He prefers for me to immediately kiss and savor His cock before speaking to me, i like it too, it’s like a secret handshake, my inner slut loves it! i crawl up on His bed, straddling His left leg, and begin to lick, kiss, and finally taste His cock, i missed it, the warmth in my mouth growing thicker with each stroke down my throat, He placed His hands on my head guiding and controlling my rhythm and speed, i missed His cock, i missed His smell, i missed His hands tugging my hair, i missed HIM.

He orders me to stand and strip off my clothes for Him. With my face now red from humiliation i began to strip for Him, i removed my top, then my bra, then i pulled down my silk pj bottoms, and as they dropped to the floor He moved to the edge of the foot of the bed, He ordered me to take His cock in my mouth, so i bent over, He took His feet and edged my feet further away from each other, my nipples bounced off His thighs as i took every inch of His cock in my mouth, i felt whole again. i was one happy fukpuppet for sure!

He ordered me to stand before Him, then He got up and told me to bend over, i bent over and grabbed the bottom sheet with my hands, gripping them tight, not out of fear, but out of excitement, i have been craving the sting on my ass that only Daddy can deliver, He began spanking me harder than He has ever spanked me before, there was no introductory pats, they were full force “you’re my whore and feel your Masters power” swats. Um OUCH! i am bad about losing the count of swats during the spanking, because my mind gets to racing and i lose the number, i made it to 4 before i had to stop counting, to mentally tell my knees not to buckle for mercy. He stops, and orders me to not move, while He left me there, i could feel the heat radiating off my ass…

 He returned, i felt something cold on my asshole, then i heard that old familiar sound, the chill of the whip cream was enough to take my breath, my mind was trying to process the heat of my inflamed ass cheeks and my now cold asshole. Daddy was asking me questions, but i can not for the life of me remember what He asked. my mind was on my ass and only on my ass…the hard spanking continued, while He licked the whipped cream off my asshole and cunt, He handed me CK and ordered me to fuck myself, i was trying, my knees were ready to collapse in ecstasy, He ordered me to fuck myself harder, He raised up and went to the side of the bed and began fucking my mouth harder than He ever has, i kept gagging, trying to find some air, Daddy was in control, He stood His ground, after gagging and trying to fight the urge to puke, well i failed, i immediately began apologizing, there was already a towel under my face, i was humiliated, but He patted my head in a comforting way, then returned to spanking my ass, i had dropped CK during my gag reflex’s rebellion to His fucking my throat like His cock was an angry jack hammer. He shoved His cock deep in my cunt, nut deep to be exact, and held it there until i could regain my composure, i wanted Him to fuck me, i began to grind my hips, and gyrate my cunt over His cock, which only made Him return to smacking my asswith great force.

 He allowed me to put my knees up on the bed, and told me i could rub my clit, and ordered me to cum for Daddy. Daddy took CK and began fucking my cunt hard and fast, it hurt so much, but i craved His pain, i craved being His fukpuppet, so when He asked if it were pain or pleasure, i told Him the truth, i told Him both, but i liked it, He ordered me to “CUM NOW PUPPET” i did, and i squirted and flooded CK right out of my cunt, while collapsing forward He took me over His knee….

my ass was red, swollen and on FIRE! i had assumed He had spanked my ass, but i was wrong, my spanking hadn’t even started….Daddy began to lecture me on my behavior. With every offense He informed me of, my ass felt His anger and disappointment, i laid with my face in my hands for most of it, but my muffled words angered Him more, He rubbed His hand around my ass, and made me tell Him that my ass belonged to Him, and i proudly did so… He said “Its a great ass, Daddy loves spanking this ass, isn’t this a pretty ass puppet?” i shook my head back and forth disagreeing with Him. He was now blistering my ass, i was begging for forgiveness, but He only stopped spanking me long enough to bend down and bite my ass hard, my hands were gripping the pillow i was now biting on, i was fighting back tears, He began spanking me again, telling me “Daddy loves having His fukpuppet, and puppet should need to be asking Him whether or not He wants her, Daddy never wants to have this conversation again, you belong to Me and that is final, DO YOU UNDERSTAND PUPPET?” i was screaming yes Daddy, i am sorry Daddy, He then made me repeat back to Him that i was His pretty little fukpuppet, the tears started flowing as i spoke, He bit my ass about 4 more times, then softly kissed my ass, the small of my back, up the the back of my neck, while reaching around and taking my throat in His hand, He whispered in my ear that i was HIS, and that my doubting Him would never ever be tolerated.

Daddy, i am Yours!

 

Longing…

i find myself longing

longing for what i want

longing for what i crave

longing for what i do not have

longing for what my soul aches for

longing for His touch

longing for His sting on my ass

longing for the taste of His cock

longing to be breathless

longing to choke on His cock

longing for Him to pull my arm forcefully behind me

longing for His whispers to find my ears

longing to feel Him against my back

longing for Him in my ass

longing with my back arched

longing for the sounds His forceful hand makes as it greets my ass

longing to feel His teeth sinking into my ass

longing for His tongue to find my slippery cunt

longing the intense pain as He tortures my nipples

longing to be punished

longing to be put in my place

longing to moan

longing to feel His wrath

longing to be had

longing to be used to His liking

longing to please Him

longing to satisfy Him

longing to fulfill His orders

longing for Him

longing to be fucked the way He wants to fuck me

longing  for permission to cum

longing for Daddy

“Good Morning Daddy…”

It started out as a usual day, i got up and went to work, and sent Daddy His “Good morning Daddy how can your fukpuppet please you today…” text, well i knew what would come next, He will text back saying Good morning puppet, i mean we do this every single day….i felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, so i tucked away into a resident’s room and looked at His text, OMG it wasn’t His usual! It was “You can plz me by plzing urself 6 times today!” so my heart began pounding, i replied with “Really?????” He quickly answered “YES!” well the questions flooded my mind…so i text Him asking if i were to message Him every time i came….”Yes, but i am with some people today so do NOT text me, i will check in on you through out the day when I am alone” ….so my day just got better…ummmm YAY me!

#1

JP, a resident’s son brought fresh donuts in this morning, and i did the weekly weigh in, and only lost a pound, now granted i did not totally adhere to my caloric restraint each and every day, but i felt i did decent, more than one pound decent. i mean i had gone an entire week without a Coca~cola, much less any CHOCOLATE! i deserved better than minus one pound! so what did i do? Well you see i heart  heart heart cake donuts, and well there was one in the box, it was chocolate with chocolate icing, and dammit it was even warm when i touched it, instantly my nipples pressed against my top, my cooter had a lil kegal spasm, just from touching the damn thing! My mouth was watering, i needed it in my mouth, i needed it on my tongue just the way i crave Daddy’s cock in my mouth, so whats a fukpuppet to do? Well i did what any cockwhore does when Daddy slaps her on the face with His cock, i devoured it, slowly taking it in, with each sink of my teeth, i could feel my clit ache, it was the best fucking donut i have ever put my mouth on. my face was flushed, my breathing was a bit rapid, it was orgasmic.  i love following Daddy’s orders!

#2

It was time for my lunch break, so i drove to the park, there is a walking track there and i was suppose to be walking but instead, i played with myself, it was weird i thought only pedophiles touched themselves at the park, thank goodness the park was empty, but that thought almost ruined it for me, so i concentrated on Daddy, on His hands, how His hands feel on my tits, the way He rubs my ass (along with a lecture) prior to blistering my naughty ass, this orgasm came quickly….Daddy fucks me so good, even when He is miles away!

#3

i gave the oncoming nurse report, and quickly clocked out and headed home, so i was thinking how am i going to cum four more times? i pulled onto a dirt road, that appeared to be less traveled, probably due to all the rain, so i stopped just a few yards from the highway, i did not want ot get stuck and have to call someone to come get me, then have to explain why i pulled down that road in the first place,  so i laid my seat back rolled the windows down and let the cool misty breeze blow over me, i exposed my tits, my nipples were erect and cold, it quickly brought back the memory of Saturday night, oh how my ass burned in the cold air from His punishment, i could almost feel Daddy’s breath in my ear, like when He was forbidding me to cum, but i kept rubbing my clit, harder and harder, i was totally lost in the moment of orgasm, my legs quivered, as i put my tits back into my bra, and raised the seat, backed out and proceeded to drive home.

 #4

I laid in bed, naked and under the covers, my phone begins to vibrate, i reach for it and it’s Daddy, “Did u do as u were told puppet?” i told Him i had 3 done and He responded with”Y only 3?”….”bc Daddy u said 6 times today, i am sorry i didnt realize you meant b4 4pm, i just assumed i had until midnight, but i am working on 4 right now” crap! He then sent”lol okay puppet, i will check in with you later” i imagined Him showing up, and catching me rubbing my clit, then Him bending me over and fucking me hard, my clit was not used to all the hard rubbing, it was very sensitive, but i got through it, i came to thought of Daddy cumming in my ass.

#5

It was nearing time for bed, so i got my kids settled, and headed to the hot shower with “CK” i somehow ended up on my knees, fucking this fake cock that i spent weeks scared of, but tonight i couldn’t fuck it hard enough, it was intense, the hot water hitting me in face , even stealing my oxygen at times, i began grabbing my tits hard, tugging on my nipple rings, the steam filled bathroom quickly filled with my screams…

i need some DADDY TIME IN A REAL BAD WAY DADDY!!!!

#6

after checking my facebook, myspace, and making my blog rounds, i ended my night with watching spanking videos, i was jealous of all the red asses,  so i went on to bed, i grabbed some pink water lube and my butt plug, shoved it in my ass while leaning over my bed, like i was waiting on Daddy to lecture me, i reached back and turned the vibrator switch to on, and laid there longing for Daddy, i was craving His touch more and more, i laid over the bed for a long time, naked and exposed, then i began grinding my hips, humping the edge of the mattress, i reached down and began to rub my clit as i bit my comforter to muffle my orgasmic screams!

Daddy Your fukpuppet was a very good puppet today, she obeyed You, but she desperately craves You and Your touch, even with her jello legs, and tortured clit, she still craves YOU!

 

Let’s Rodeo!

What do you think of when you hear Rodeo? im sure like me you think of cowboys, horses, bulls, oh and dust! But if you’re a twisted individual like me you quickly began to think of rope, a bit in your mouth, and someone mounting you, and if your lucky that person is holding a crop and ready to use it!

 Daddy and i have tried to get together all week, so He sent me a text saying that we were going to meet somewhere tonight…well if you frequent Daddy’s Puppet Show then you know i have ZERO patience! So, my mind ran rapid, then He text me “meet me at the Rodeo grounds in 15 minutes” OMG! 15 minutes? i ran around here like a chicken with my head cut off, then He sent “bring CK” oh my gravy! not the cooter killer! so i went and got “CK” and some lube and headed that way….well someone had blocked the drive way, i had to call my neighbor which happens to be my sister and ask that her company more their vehicle, so what happens? She decides to come out side for a visit along with her company, i was trying to be nice and not appear impatient or anxious, but i failed! Do these people not realize i have to be somewhere promptly? That Daddy frowns on my being late when He has summoned me? Maybe they did know and they are sadistic! Well i finally got to be on my way, and Daddy texts “UR LATE”…ugh damn those chatty catheys!

The Rodeo grounds has two sides….a secluded side (which was locked) and the side that is about two blocks off of the highway where Daddy was parked, facing the highway, i immediately began asking Him a million questions, “why here Daddy” “What is someone sees us?”"Aren’t you cold?” “It’s cold out here” Finally He spoke “I think puppet is suppose to be sucking my cock not talking!” He was right! So i quickly shut the fuck up and happily took His cock in my mouth, He only allowed me to savor it for a few moments. Then He put the tailgate down on His truck…

“Drop you pants puppet” His voice was stern but i found comfort, as i always do. As i shivered i lowered my pants for Him, His voice became more demanding “Bend over puppet” i half ass whispered “yes Sir” ( my puppet voice is so damn meek and mild i often have a hard time understanding what i have said). The air was cold, the breeze was frigid on my bare and overly exposed ass, He began slapping my ass hard, with each slap another reason for His punishment…i was late, i was argumentative of the location, i questioned Him, i was getting what i “deserved”, on two occasions i called Him by name and not by Daddy…the lecture stopped long enough for Him to ask if i were cold, i was, i was biting the back of thumb to keep my teeth from chattering, and from yelling out in pain, so upon Him hearing that i was cold, He yanked my jacket and shirt up, told me to raise up, upon doing so He ripped my bra upward exposing my tits, and pushed me back down on the cold tailgate, and the hits….well they kept coming, and i was on the verge of cumming myself!

He began to spank my cunt with His hand, with the first slap He commented on my warmth and saturation, i couldn’t help it, He makes me wet! He then takes “CK” and begins fucking my cunt hard and fast, i was begging to cum, He told me i was not allowed to cum tonight, as i grunted and began to dispute, He smacked my ass so hard i saw black for a second, His voice was now right in my ear, He leaned into me, His cock on my stinging ass, He kept saying in my ear, “Do NOT cum” “Don’t you DARE CUM” “You have to fight the urge just as you have fought my orders” i began begging and pleading with Him. He raised back up and began spanking me again, “Puppet, you will DO AS I SAY” “you will NOT cum until you see me again” “you should have been good puppet” “Daddy could be fucking your ass right now, but you have to wait” “when your good for Daddy then you get to cum for Daddy” my knees could barely hold me, He bent down and bit my ass, i was begging Him to “please just let me cum just this one time” but He was standing His ground.

Then He began taunting me, almost daring me to cum, He started rubbing my clit, fingering my cunt and my ass, then He bent down and bit my ass again, then He tried to shove me over the edge, He licked my asshole, all i could say was “OMG Daddy OMG” He raised up and smacked my ass again, i was begging, while grinding His hand, my clit was swollen, my cunt was dripping, He still refused to allow me to cum, He asked if i was still cold, when i told Him i was, He threatened to piss on my cunt, i let out a quivering moan, and He said “No that will just push you to orgasm”, He stepped back and admired my stinging  bright  red ass in the flickering lights of town, He ordered me to pull my pants up, and fix my bra and shirt, i was spent, i could barely stand, i had to balance on His chest to get my pants back up, i sat back on the tailgate to fix my bra and shirt, and began to speak, He said “You need to be sucking my cock not talking” i got up and bent down and placed His hard cock in my mouth, He fucked my mouth, with each gag He fucked harder, while telling me i wasn’t to touch my cunt. Then He held my mouth on His cock and said “your ass is MINE i can fuck, spank, lick, finger, or whatever I want to do to it!”  “We will see how well you listen when you don’t get to cum, and your spankings will be worse from here on out” He let me up, told me that He was eager to see how well HIS puppet acted this week. i thanked Him, and we both got in our cars and left.

He ordered me to take pictures of my ass and send to Him and to puppy, after He viewed the pictures i took, He said “Nice but will have to make it more red next time” than He sent “Next time, I will take a picture of my cock in your ass, and YOU WILL POST IT” yea well i am blushing already! my face is as red as my ass!

Thank you Daddy!

Whipped Into Shape

Having my vanilla world dissipate, really got me to thinking about my image, my figure, ugh no wonder he didn’t want me…so i started thinking how i really need to start eating right and getting into shape. At work we started a weight loss pool, everyone puts in ten bucks and weighs, and at the end of the month the person that has lost the most weight gets the pool of cash. i am semi-competitve depends on what the competition is, exercising, screw it , if you want to walk 27 miles a day knock your self out, i will pass and gladly not win it, but if it were a cock sucking contest…put up or shut up, i will suck cock and eat you for lunch!

So, i have given up drinking Coca~cola, *tears up* and have been drinking at least 100 oz of water every day, so the other morning after drawing some blood work, i volunteered to walk it over to the lab, which the hospital is about a block away, but its an UPHILL block, so i grab all the vials of blood and headed that way. i text brooke …..” *wheezes* i…..am….sooo…..out….of….shape…..i…ca….cant…..catch….my……my….breath…..*wheezesNgasp4air*” she replied with “you working out?” i responded with”no i walked up a hill lol” then i sent “i really need to be ‘whipped’ into shape” so that seriously kicked my overactive mind in over drive, surprising i know because the lack of O2 i was taking in.

What if Daddy “whipped” me into shape? If i were rewarded for walking a certain distance on the treadmill or number of reps on the ab machine or the bowflex or my recumbent bike? Or disciplined for not meeting His goal?  Then of course my mind quickly shifted to fucking Daddy on said machines….

So i was just curious if any Masters or subs have ever done anything like this….or if my mind is full of total trick fuckery!