I just wanted to talk about my wonderful partner again on here with fellow submissives. 💜

My second time seeing Daddy was a drastically different experience than our first meeting at my house. I had my cute rose butt plug in the whole two-hour drive to his place. It had me turned on and horny the entire drive. Mixed with the anticipation of seeing Daddy again, I was a horny mess.

He told me in a text to just go up to his bedroom. I went up the steps and dropped my toy bag on the floor in his room. He was quick to follow right behind. I had my pink and slightly frilly lingerie underneath my normal clothes. He helped put on my new, pink, collar that had Daddy’s Kitten on it then switched out the rose butt plug for my pink tail one.

I got on the bed in between Daddy’s legs. I immediately started to melt into his body, resting my body on his chest. He started talking to me very softly saying, “Such a pretty kitty, aren’t you? Soft little tail, pretty little ears, and that little pussy.” He started touching me gently all over before focusing on my clit, rubbing it just the way I liked. He reminded me that I wasn’t to cum without his permission, and I responded aloud that I understood. At that point, I remember already being a bit in subspace.

When he started fucking me, I lost myself in him for a bit. He kept going for such a long time that eventually all I could mutter was, “Daddy, you’re making my brain shut off.” I was completely gone in the deepest subspace I’ve ever experienced. I was in a constant state of orgasm. I felt like I was always right there at the tip of an orgasm or just cumming repeatedly. My pussy was soaked. I felt him biting on my shoulder hard, and it was all so primal and raw. He couldn’t stop fucking me. I wasn’t asking him to either.

After he was finished, he decided it was time to fuck my ass. I laid on my side then he began fucking my ass with my tail plug to get me more prepared to have him inside my tight asshole. Daddy got me in position and started to fuck my ass. It was incredibly pleasurable as well as a decent bit painful. I moaned telling him that his dick was so big in my ass. I felt his hand around my neck as he pulled my body closer to him. He began slapping my ass hard with his dick still inside my asshole. He kept it up as he continued fucking my ass. A minute later I felt myself being pulled back into Daddy, his hand around my throat. He started to cum in my ass soon after that, but he didn’t stop. I wasn’t used to men wanting to keep going after they cum so I wasn’t expecting it. My ass was a tad sore at this point, but I still was enjoying it.

Daddy got me off the bed and had me go over to the sex bench he made. I laid down on my stomach to the bench so Daddy could get me in an even better position for him to fuck my ass more. It was only a minute later that I realized I could not handle anal in the position I was in because of how sore my asshole already was. I immediately said the safe word we both agreed on which was red. He hadn’t heard me due to me not being very loud so I started almost yelling, saying red over and over repeatedly. He immediately asked if we needed to slow down or stop, and I said stop. So, Daddy pulled out, told me to wait there. Then he came back with a washcloth to clean me off. Once I was cleaned up Daddy helped me carefully off the bench.

He decided instead of cuddling for aftercare that a shower would be good, and I agreed. Once we got the shower running, I got in under the water, and he soon followed right behind me. We both laughed about the mark on my should since I had said I didn’t want any that might show at the time. Daddy apologized as well. I told him it would be easy to hide with most shirts, and that I would’ve told him to stop if I hadn’t enjoyed him marking me. He asked if he could wash me, and I said yes. It felt wonderful to be washed by someone that I was in a relationship with for the first time in a long while. Feeling his hands on me was soothing.

When I got out, I was apparently still in submissive mode because I was just standing there not grabbing a towel. He laughed, saying that I didn’t need to ask for permission to dry myself. I couldn’t help but laugh.

We got back to the bedroom, so he told me to get back on my stomach because I still needed to be punished. Daddy let me put my vibrator on my clit to distract from some of the pain since he was going to use his rubber whip eventually during this scene. He started with what I was familiar with, the leather strap. I leaned into the thudding kind of pain and started to whimper. When Daddy finally brought out the rubber whip, I winced at the first hit of it on my back. It was hard for my mind to try to find more than a little bit of pleasure in the stinging sensation compared to others I was used to. The vibrations on my clit helped me get through the first part of him using it. Then Daddy went back to the leather strap before pulling out his spur, running it all across my body even on my pussy. He went back and forth between those different sensations so I wouldn’t feel I needed to stop like if he were to have just used the rubber whip the whole time during this impact play session.

Once that was over, he started to fuck me for one last time. I was already in subspace slightly and feeling his dick slide back into my pussy made me start moaning loudly. I was again just lost in the moment with him giving myself over to it, to that deeper subspace I felt comfortable going to because I knew I was safe. The whole time Daddy was fucking me I was at the height of climax mostly, but I was also cumming and asking for permission to do so. That’s all I could kind of communicate since I was feeling floaty and not all the way there.

We then cuddled afterwards. I told him about some stories from the past year that made him laugh. I was excited to eat soon because he was making us alfredo and chicken breaded in Italian breadcrumbs. The lunch was amazing. He really knows how to cook. On the way out the door after we kissed and hugged goodbye I said, “I can’t wait to see the videos!” He laughed at that and lovingly said, “Slut.”

I was incredibly relaxed, happy, and just overall calm on the drive home. I even listened to One Direction all the way home, and I haven’t purposely tried to listen to them in so long. Daddy really understands me a lot already. I also smiled the whole way home because I knew that I definitely cared about him already.