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Erotica contains : female orgasm denial, toxic and abusive traits, male supremacy,
This is my third month living with my boyfriend. He is a hardworking man with very dominant traits. He believes in traditional gender roles and demands that I know my place. He expects me to respect him, give him control over my life and body, serve him, worship him, and fear him.
At first, I didn't really understand what he was saying until he explained what he wants and gave me exact orders of what to do at home while he's working.
Of course he's not allowing me to have a job. He said my duty is to be at home, waiting for him to come home, scrubbing the floor, and cooking dinner.
My family is against me when I told them I want to move in with my boyfriend, saying he's abusive and controlling. But I know my boyfriend, I love him, and I want to be the best girlfriend in the world.
So when my boyfriend told me to cut off all of my family, I obeyed, as I always do.
âYour life should be dedicated to me and only me, you donât need your family anymore.â He said before I moved in
âYes daddy,â I responded, kneeling at his feet.
âAnd friends, do you need friends after living with me? Under my authority?â
âNo daddy, I donât need anyone but you.â
"Exactly," he said, seeming proud of his hard work training me all this time. "Now give me your phone. Im not giving you the freedom to communicate with anyone considering that you going to live with me, you donât need to contact anyone except me, do you?â
I nod, handing him my phone to surrender all of my connection with anyone, choosing to live completely under his control.
He has already taken away my privacy, having access to all the passwords from my phone to my social media since we started dating, thatâs how I know he loved me. And now he has taken one step further by deleting all my social media accounts, changing my phone password to something I donât know, and denying me access to the outside world.
After he finishes, he simply puts my phone on the table and resumes lecturing me.
âFrom now on, you may feel isolated or bored. Just so you know, it is my goal to make you solely think of me. There's nothing more important than me, and you should feel thankful for my decision to control your life like this.â
âYes daddy, thankyou for isolating me, you make me feel safe.â
And just like that, I forget what it's like to walk on the street or having lunch with my friends. My days consist of serving my superior boyfriend, being the vessel of his pleasure, having no clue about the outside world.
I even forget about the date and time since he never puts a calendar or clock inside our house.
He likes to shut me up whenever I ask about dates, often giving me incorrect day or even year everytime I asked, leaving me with no sense of time.
My duty is just to cook and clean, spread my legs, offer him my pussy or ass, suck and gag on his dick, cum only if he allows.
He actually doesnât like me cum.
He said I have to find pleasure by pleasuring him.
I have to focus on his pleasure instead of focus on mine. I donât need to cum because he is the source of my pleasure. Touching myself of trying to cum is the same thing as cheating according to him.
And I agree.
Why should I cum when I can clench my pussy to make his cock feel better?
Why should I try to cum when I can smile, reciting my lovewords and kissing his face while he pound me as hard as he want? I have to show him how much I love him while he destroyed my pussy, thatâs what a goodgirl do.
Wet and dripping is my constant state as his girl.
âWhen was the last time you cum?â He asked while fucking me in missionary, putting his weight on me, making me struggling to breathe yet all I do is hug him and say âI love youâ to him over and over.
âI donât know daddy, I donât remember.â I answered with genuine smile on my face.
âDo you even remember how it feels?â he smirked.
âNo daddy, I donât.â
âYeah, I used your pussy for me to cum, not you. Remember it!â
I nod, making soft little whimper that he enjoys so much.
âMy pussy is for daddy to use, to pleasure your cock and for you to leave cum in it daddy. I canât touch it without your permission because itâs not mine. Itâs yoursâ
My daddy moves even harder, grunting in my ears about how he owns me.
âYou are my whore, serve me, obey me!â said daddy in between his thrust.
I feel so horny even though my pussy feel so sore, I donât want to focus on that sensation on my pussy so I recite my mantra to avoid cumming, âGoodgirl donât cum, goodgirl obey.â While smiling to daddy and caress his huge biceps.
Donât want to ruin our sacred ritual by me cumming. I have to give daddy the best sex ever because this is my life purpose.
My main reason to live.
After spending my time all day bored and staring at the wall, I finally can be useful for daddy use at night.
Daddy also never allows me to wash his cum in my pussy after he finished. He said its for reminding me who owns my pussy.
I just accept and trying so hard to keep his precious cum in me while cleaning his dick, daddy needs me to be silence at this so I didnât make noise licking his dick clean.
Sometimes daddy instruct me to lick his asshole and leave my tounge inside his ass until we both fall asleep.
I really love how affectionate daddy to me!
(I will write part two very soon, so follow me!)
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