The thought of coming home a long day to a sub and using them is cool, but I prefer the idea of a sub coming home to me instead.
"Welcome home, puppy. Was work stressful?"
Hugging you tight, giving little kisses as a reward for working so hard. Kissing your neck while you vent to me about your day. Your voice would be a pitch higher as I start giving you small hickeys on your lower neck and collar bone.
"W-Well work was alright. Nothing b-bad happened~"
You'd put your hand with a bracelet with "Daddy's Pet" written under it on my hair, pulling me in while the other wraps around my waist.
"Is there anything I can do to help you unwind?"
"You" you mumble under your breath
"What was that, darling?"
I'd put my ear close to your mouth while you get flustered, not wanting to repeat it
"Please, puppy. Anything"
"Y-You, daddy"
Upon your admittance, I'd sweep you off your feet and bring you to the bedroom and slam you onto the bed.
"Do you need me to wash your stress away"
"M-Mhmm~"
My lips would plant themselves onto you as my hand would work its way down from your stomach to your pants.
Your embarrassing little moans that you try to hold back would fill me with encouragement to touch you more until you can't hold back anymore.
"M-More~" you'd whimper
"I want more of you, daddy~"
My fingers would feel how wet you are and slip into your underwear. You'd wrap your hands around my back, gripping onto me for dear life, leaving scratch marks as I finger you faster to hear more of your moans and bringing you closer to cumming"
"I-Im gonna cuuuum~"
"Come on, you worked hard for your job. Now work hard for me. Hold it"
Your grip on my back would get tighter as you dig your nails in.
"You're doing so good. You can cum in 5"
"4."
"3."
"2."
"1."
Your body would start twitching as you start cumming all over my finger. Screaming as you hug me tight and dig your nails even deeper into my back, leaving marks.
"That's my baby. You did so good~"
You'd close your eyes while breathing heavily trying to recover before you feel your pants being pulled off, and something pressing against your underwear.
"You still seem stressed. Let's change that"
Even though you can't take anymore, you're too tired to argue as you feel your panties get pushed to the side and the tip press against your hole, slowly pushing deeper.
"You feel so good, darling"
Your eyes roll to the back of your head and you hug your pillow, muffling your moans by biting it.
The feeling would slide out of you before slamming back in, each thrust sending a jolt through your body.
"God your hole is so fucking tight"
The sound of your muffled moans fill the room each time I thrust into you as you slowly pass out from the pleasure
