Kinky (Daddy) Dom Tom

Standing over your bed, several things catch my attention. Your nightie is pulled up, almost to your sweet little breasts. Your right hand is still tucked into your panties; you have clearly been playing with yourself, and they are visibly soaked. My cock begins to swell as I look at you, envisioning how I might make use of your unconscious body. In your left hand, you have some bunched-up fabric that you were holding up to your face. I suddenly recognize the fabric as my boxers that I was wearing yesterday, and you have been inhaling my scent - a mix of my sweat, and my cum, and traces of my urine. My cock stiffens further as I realize what this means.

“Baby? Sweetheart?” You don’t answer. A moment of hesitation, then a decision. “Fuck it”, I think to myself. I hook my fingers into the waistband of your panties and begin to pull. There is some resistance as they slide between your buttocks and the mattress, then they glide freely down your legs. You mutter something in your sleep, and I freeze, fearing you might wake up. Then you turn your head, and settle back into sleep. I lift the panties to my nose, savoring the scent of your pink pussy, which I now see is hairless and glistening. Glistening, I realize, because of me. Dropping my pants to my ankles, my hand goes to my shaft and begins to stroke.

“Fuck, babygirl, you’re so naughty… wanting your own daddy to fuck you…” I stand over you, stroking faster and faster. I stare at your wet pussy, and the juices covering your fingers. I look at your sleeping face, and think you have always been my beautiful little girl… but you have never been more beautiful. My gaze returns once again to your shining wet slit, and I think how easy it would be to get between your legs… <my hand moves faster> … to lie down above you… <faster>… to guide the tip of my cock to your virginal entrance… <almost there>... then to push in and Fuck you. With that thought, my cock erupts, jets of sticky semen landing on your legs, your bare belly, your pussy. I stand over you gasping, as my cock continues to spasm. Finally I pull my pants up. I gather the sheets and blankets, and spread them over you, tucking you in. A gentle kiss on your forehead. “Good night, sweetheart”, I whisper. I shut the door as I leave your room, holding your wet panties under my nose.

Daddy knows: if he want to have a lucky princess he had to adopt all your plushies and stuffies

„Wait wait wait lil one …“

* Gently hold on to your arm while you were already excited to rush out of the house

„What have I said , hhmmm?“

„… uuhm, that we going eating ice cream daddy“ *smiling, blinking, blushing

„… hehe, yes, but what is the rule if you want to leave the house with daddy together?“

“… I should take your hand and only going on your hand…”

“That’s correct , this is my good girl - *head pad* - now come, let’s go and enjoining the sun at a lil walk and eating an ice cream “ *grab her small hand and lay it down n daddy’s big hand

We sit down, I make you sit in my lap and I “casually” have my arms wrapped around your waist. I start guiding your hips back and forth on my thigh, making you hump my leg like a desperate little slut while we risk someone seeing us at any given second. A wet spot very quickly appears all over my pants, making sure no one is looking I pull my cock out and force your soaking wet pussy down on it while I whisper into your ear to keep quiet. I grab the panties you took off earlier and shove them into your mouth, making sure there’s no sounds escaping your mouth.

Impaled by my cock, in front of everyone to see what a desperate little slut you are just for me. I grab your hips, bouncing you up and down on me, rutting your hips deeper onto my cock and making you take every single inch of me. You are my slut, and I’ll use you whenever I want, even if we’re in a crowded room, nothing will stop me from having you. Forced to look normal while my cock is buried balls deep inside of you, fucking deeper and deeper into you. Your body starts breaking down on you, you start getting closer to cumming, I feel you tensing up, clenching around me.

I grab a fistful of your hair and whisper into your ear “cum for me babygirl, I want to feel you, I need to feel you.” The pressure of my big cock stretching you out beyond your body’s limits is what sends you over the edge, forgetting we’re in a crowded space, you can’t even control yourself anymore and you cum all over me, covering me in your wet, creamy cum, with my hand still gripping your hair I pull you back to my lips “good fucking girl, now it’s my turn.”

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“Dd/lg is p*dophilia”

A statement I am sure we have all heard enough times to cause anger, frustration, or shame. So here’s how I explain it when the need for explanation is called up.

Dd/lg is a power dynamic based in the world of BDSM. Power dynamics no matter what format or genre they may take, have one common thread (which is what makes it kink) the willingness of one party to give up their normal reign on power to another party for that parties pleasure. Whatever form it takes, it is the submission through roleplay that makes a kink, kink.

Pet play seems to be more wildly accepted so let’s dissect that as a way to dissect DD/lg.

In pet play a person is willingly giving up their power (human rights and responsibility) so another can have total control. They are also interacting with items that are not, “for them”. If I throw a sick for a person I will be turned on by the fact that the person is willing to give up their human privilege and go fetch the stick. It is not the act of fetch itself or the stick itself which brings gratification; it is the fact that an adult human is degrading themselves to a level of power that is lower than their real power. 

 If I play fetch with an actual dog, as fetch is a normal activity for a dog. There is no relinquishing of power between me and my dog. So I am simply just playing fetch, not encountering be*stiality. (gross). Therefore the throwing of the stick and it’s s*xual nature comes from the fact it is an adult human giving up their right to be an adult human. Not the stick or the act of fetch.

Dd/lg is the same thing. It is a power dynamic where one party gives up their rights to adult power. So when I see an adult in a onesie playing with toys my s*xual intrigue is peaked by the fact that the action is not one that an adult normally partakes in. I am excited by the human interacting with the object in a way that shows their relinquishment of power. I am not excited by the onesie itself.