It's Friday and it's been another long week. I take my time arranging everything across the bed. Rope, cuffs, silk straps, blindfolds, stethoscopes, vibrators, butt plugs, lube... all laid out kind of like a buffet of toys for you to pick and choose. There's also a cup with ice on the side table in case you want to play with that. Once I'm satisfied with that I peel off my shirt leaving me in nothing but a cute pair of cheeky panties that I don't expect to survive the evening. Next, I place electrodes across my chest before hooking them to the ekg and turning it on. I lay back on the pillows taking deliberate slow breaths to calm my excited heart. While I wait for you, my eyes slide closed and I try to relax. Then I hear the foot steps... you linger in the doorway taking it all it and my heart rate nearly doubles. As soon as you lock eyes with me it gives a big skip...
I stand in the doorway for a long moment, just taking it all in. The careful way you laid everything out like a good little offering — rope, cuffs, plugs, vibrators, lube, even the cup of ice. My shirt is gone, leaving you in nothing but those tiny cheeky panties that I already know won’t last the night. And then there’s the EKG, electrodes placed so neatly across your chest, the monitor glowing softly beside the bed.
I can see the green line jumping before I even step closer.
I walk over slowly, eyes never leaving you. When I reach the side of the bed, I press two fingers under your chin and tilt your face up to meet mine.
“Look at you,” I murmur, voice low and warm with approval. “My perfect girl. Getting everything ready for Daddy like such a thoughtful little toy.”
I sit on the edge of the bed and pick up the stethoscope, warming the bell between my palms for a second before pressing it firmly to your chest, right over your apex. Your heart immediately reacts — a hard, excited thud against the metal.
“Jesus, princess… listen to that. Your heart just doubled the second I walked in. So eager already.”
I keep the stethoscope pressed tight while my other hand slowly trails down your body, brushing over your breasts, your stomach, then slipping under the waistband of your panties to cup your bare cunt.
“Already soaked,” I say with a soft, satisfied hum. “You really have been thinking about this all day, haven’t you?”
I slide two fingers through your folds, coating them in your wetness before pushing them inside you slowly, curling them deep while I listen to the way your heart stutters and races on the monitor.
“Such a good girl for me. Setting everything up so perfectly… wiring yourself up so Daddy can watch exactly what he does to you.”
I lean down and kiss your forehead, then your lips, slow and deep, while my fingers keep stroking that spot inside you.
“Eyes on me, baby. I want to watch your face while I play with my pretty, eager patient.”
I keep the stethoscope pressed to your chest and start moving my fingers faster, curling them just right while I watch the monitor light up with every frantic beat.
