Wanna get laid a lot more, guys?

Then make sure the sluts in your country have:

Legal weed to get silly

Birth control covered by private medical insurance so they can fuck for free

Abortion access for all the times they are too high to remember to use their free birth control

Socialized medicine so they can stay STD free

She knew I was going to have a long day at work. She knew she was off that day and wanted to see me. I got a text first thing in the morning “I’m coming to work with you Daddy” of course I replied, “You know you can’t baby girl.”

Her reply caught me off guard but I loved it, “I’m already waiting”

Sure enough I see her car when I pull into the parking lot. I drive a large box truck full of medical equipment and it has a ton of room inside the back to play, kiss, make out, fuck, whatever the day may bring. I’ve never used it for that before but have thought about it many times. My new Sub has apparently thought about it a lot too.

I pull up and park. She walks over to me in her long winter coat, she unbuttons it and shows me she’s completely naked underneath. She is wearing heels and her coat, along with her seductive smile. I lower the ramp for the truck and we both hop on while I open the back door. Once inside I close the door and it’s an empty truck, with dim lighting, and cargo straps on both sides attached to metal railings to hold equipment. I grab her and waste no time pushing her against the wall where my lips meet hers, that first kiss always gets me, the first time I feel the softness of her lips touch me, the breath she lets out as we connect, the feel of her hands grabbing on to me when I kiss her. It melts me and turns me on.

As we kiss, our tongues exploring each other, our lips connecting our souls and our minds to bring us together as one, my hands make their way down her body, grabbing her hips, and before we have time to really get into it, my fingers find her pussy. Almost a “I need you to know this is mine” moment.

No hesitation, I slide two fingers in her without warning. She gasps and the force of my push makes her whole body tilt upward to adjust to my thrust. I slide in and out of her pussy quickly, and forcefully. She’s stopped kissing so she can moan and gasp.

I lean to her ear and say sternly “I missed my pussy, glad you brought it to me”

She sighs, her hands grip me harder as I thrust in her. The weight of my body crushing her, the feel of my fingers inside her, the sound of my voice and the warmth of my breath against her neck is too much to handle. Without hesitation and without permission I feel her whole body shake and she says, “Oh Daddy, I’m sorry!!” and she cums, fast, and long, her body quivers as if she hadn’t been touched in months, her breath quickens and deepens, and she is clawing onto my jacket “fffffuuuucccckkk!!!” she murmers out of her mouth. She knows she isn’t supposed to cum without asking, and she knows she’s in trouble, but I know, and she knows that she enjoys my kind of trouble.

I grab a blanket from the back, lay it below her, I slowly take off her coat leaving her naked except for her heels. i move her to sit on the blanket with her back against the wall. I grab one are and lift it over her head, she feels me wrapping the yellow strap around her wrist, and then hears the click of the strap as I clamp it to the railing. I do the same for the other arm and now she’s there, sitting on her bottom, arms strapped to the wall over her head and she knows she’s mine. She knows it’s Daddy’s turn to play, and I can see her face light up as I walk over and pull out my toy bag. She knows the bag well, and she’s always curious what i have in it with each visit. I pull out my weighted nipple clamps. She doesn’t care for them, but I love them on her. I loosen the clamp a little so that it’s not too tight to start, I get down on my knees and my mouth finds her nipple, my tongue flicks back and forth, and I suck hard on it. She loves it, and moans, I suck for a few minutes and then let go and immediately attach the first clamp. She gasps loudly “Shit!!” it hurts a little, and the weight pulls on the nipple. The contrast of the soft, cool sucking and instant pain of the clamp has her head spinning a little. I attach the second and I see it in her eyes. She loves it, she wants more of it, but she does a good job of acting like it’s very painful.

I stand up and look at her, shes gorgeous. She is sitting on the blanket, legs spread open, her beautiful breasts are open for me to see, and her arms are tied to the side of the truck. She’s smiling at me because she knows what’s coming next. I go back to my bag and pull out a small butt plug and a vibrator. I make my way back to her and she’s already wiggling with excitement. I kneel down and slide the plug quickly into her ass. It pops as it goes in and she moans “fuuuccckkk” I smile at her.

I turn on the vibrator and hold it against her nipples. The vibration and weight of the clamps make her sigh with excitement. She is wiggling, trying to adjust to the plug and the new sensations hitting her body. I kiss her, slow passionate and deep as I slide the vibrator down her stomach. It lands just at her lips, her clit can feel the vibration and her kiss changes…she is clearly getting excited and she knows she wants more. I slide the toy down to her entrance, and slowly, teasingly push it inside her. I don’t hesitate to slide it all the way in to the hilt. She gasps loudly at the feel of it inside her. She stops kissing and just stares at me, longing, but happy. She wants to cum, she needs to cum, she asks me “Daddy, please, can I cum for you?”

Random Daddy Dom texts #100

He’d confessed to his preacher about his Dominant lifestyle, but he never guessed what that would lead to. One Sunday after church, as they’re preparing for a Christmas meal, the pastor’s wife walked by him and smiled, she brushed against him and said “Excuse me Sir”. He didn’t think much of it until it happened a second time….

He’d always thought she was attractive. She was a few years older than him, always dressed in pencil skirts and blouses. The second time she brushed against him he felt a hand definitely squeeze his side with a purpose. He turned and looked, their eyes locked and he knew immediately. She had that familiar look, that look of want, desire and need to submit. That look doesn’t change and any good dom will see it when it’s there. He stared at her for a moment and said “I like when you call me sir”.

She blushed hard at that response but it’s what she’d been waiting for. She knew of his escapades, rumors swirl, and she’d always imagined being in a situation to just let herself be a toy. She knew she wasn’t supposed to, but to be an object of desire just once, to feel like someone needed to own her body was a thought she could not shake.

Later that day as she walked the hallway she saw him approaching from the other direction. She could see his smile change, the almost devious look made her melt. As they got close he grabbed her hand and pulled her into an empty meeting room. He locked the door behind them and pulled the blind down.

He walked closer to her and she instinctively stepped back until she hit the table. She could go no further but he kept coming. His leg slid between hers and his hands grabbed her sides. Before she realized he’d lifted her to be sitting on the table and slid between her legs already.

He looked her up and down, his voice commanded “unbutton your shirt for me, do you understand?”

She instinctively took both hands and unbuttoned her shirt from top to bottom. As the last button was finished he slid his hands between her shirt and her skin and slid it off her shoulders and down her arms. He leaned in and kissed her on the lips, the first touch of his lips against hers made her gasp. She hadn’t kissed another man since high school thirty years ago. The foreignness of his warmth, his lips his beard, all made her tingle in ways she hadn’t before. As they locked in a passionate kiss, tongues searching for each other, lips pushed tightly together, she felt his hands behind her, grabbing at her shirt. He wrapped the sleeves of her shirt around her wrists and tied her hands together behind her, making her breast poke out more in front of her.

He moved his hands up her arms, the feel of his touch, his rough fingertips sliding slowly up over her shoulders, down her front before grabbing her bra and pulling it up above her breasts. He didn’t take it off but just freed her breasts from their confines. His hand grabbed her nipples and pinched sharply. Her kiss broke from his as she screamed out in agony. As she screamed he smiled hard at her, “You’re going to learn to love this pain, you’re going to learn a lot from me.”

She gasped deeply and replied “Y-Y-Yes sir, I’ll be a good girl.” She didn’t even know why she said it, it just came out of her mouth like a scripted story. She could feel her desire for him build with those words. He let go of her nipples and she sighed deeply at the rush from their release. She was breathing heavy, as he stared at her, lifting her chin with his hand.

He kissed her forehead softly before whispering, “I’ve wanted you for a long time, wanted to make your body mine, today you learn what that means.”

She felt his hands grab her by the waist and flip her quickly on to her stomach, her body pushed against the table, and her legs hanging off the table. He grabbed her skirt and slid it up her legs, over her waist exposing her panties. His strong hands grabbed them and ripped them off of her. She moaned out “Please fuck me sir!”. She was hungry for him, for his cock, she needed to feel like she was his property. She didn’t understand it at all but it consumed her thoughts. She spread her legs for him without being told and waited for him to enter her.

He walked around the table to tease her, inspecting his property, surveying her curves, her open body laying there waiting for him. He leaned near her face on the table and laughed, “I’ve always wanted to have a preacher’s wife”.

He took her panties and shoved them in her mouth. She could taste herself on them. They we’re soaked from her pussy. She was so turned on and ready for him. He walked back around behind her. She could hear his belt and his zipper behind her. She felt the warmth of his legs between hers and before she could prepare herself she felt his rock hard cock shove deep in her pussy from behind.

He held it deep in her for a few minutes. He grabbed her arms which were still tied behind her, he used them for leverage as he started thrusting hard and deep into her body. It was primal as he fucked her like a piece of meat. She moaned through the panties and felt herself even pushing back against him to make it even harder. He grunted as he slammed into her over and over. His body pushed against her and she felt every bit of his weight slapping against her cheeks as he fucked her. There was no tenderness, no softness, no loving caress, just hard thrusts into her at a pace that took her breath away.

She didn’t want it to stop. She’d never felt anything like it. She felt so used, so helpless in all the right ways. Her body was shaking hard, quivering as she neared an orgasm. She was screaming through the panties, she got out a muffled “Can I cum Sir????”.

KITTEN:

DADDY: I'm one of those sometimes.

KITTEN: A Pony????❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

That's a good question. There's so many fun ways. One of my favorites is something I call the suitcase.

Sliding two fingers in her pussy, with your thumb up toward her clit. That's when I squeeze my fingers and thumb together around her pelvic bone. Grabbing her like a suitcase handle. That squeeze pushing hard, with my thumb digging into the area between her clit and her entrance, and my fingers pushing into her wall and touching the top of her pelvic bone. It's a grip that hurts and feels amazing at the same time.

There's no mistaking who is in control once you grab someone like that. It's an almost paralyzing feeling because if she moves it's going to hurt worse. I really like that grip while talking really softly in her ear, "This belongs to me doesn't it?" And making her answer through the whimper. Loosening the grip and tightening the grip, Listening to her gasp and moan as she answers "Yes sir, it's all yours".

Random DaddyDom texts #97. When she gets it completely it makes you damn proud. Ok so secretly you want her to have a really hard time stopping but to hear "That's all I allowed myself to want", that should make any Dom proud.

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