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ontent Warning: BDSM, Kink, Submission, Dominance, Depictions of Ownership, Bondage, Consensual Power Play, D/S
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Mondays
Since that is out of the way…
Cock here.
Mondays can be tough. But they don’t have to be.
I’ve been working a lot.
Far too much. And Asia has been left wanting. …Well not completely.
Mostly just being left sleepless because far be it for me to neglect Asia from both my daily quality time and regular evening romps and beatings.
Yesterday I was lucky enough to get the chance to come home early but was still stuck needing to do some additional work from home. I told her that I would set out to work fast so that we could get a little bit of time together before heading off to our evening duties. As I was closed off in the office typing away, lost a little in the world of to do lists and have to’s, my email screen hummed and buzzed.
Attending to each new message as it came in so as to not get too far behind, I noticed the subject line on the last ‘ding’ to be not quite business as expected.
It was my FetLife profile, and it was a message from my dear Asia’s play persona, Kitty.
We had been flirting for some time as we do in this semi public forum just for fun, and in response to my growls and calls for kitty to come purr at my feet, Asia’s message this time was a dare in response to my demand.
“Make me.” They said.
Immediately, all semblance of productivity was gone. All of the blood had rushed away from my brain and my fingers were tingling – But not with keystrokes. I closed my computer Windows, stood up from the desk, and went to go find my Kitty.
Splayed out on the bed…There they were. Wearing a white tank top and the panties I had bought for them. They were laying ass up, my favorite.
As I approached my play pet, I looked down trying not to grin, knowing I needed to punish Kitty for having called me away from my work. But pleased that I got to do it in this fashion.
“You know daddy has to work.” I said “Since I’m here I will work YOU. But you will pay dearly for this time.”
Kitty stayed just as they were when I found them and watched as I walked to the drawers, opened them up and got our play bag from it. I slowly unzipped the black bag, and pulled from it a rope set, our safety shares, and an array of cocks.
I could feel my pet salivating and getting wet at the sight of the tools I was preparing and laying out for my use. Just as Kitty was – Laid out for my use.
“Sit up. On your knees.”
Kitty obliged, without saying “Yes, Sir” and I made a mental tally of five additional strikes when the beating ensued for this indescrepancy.
They waited with hands placed by their sides – The preferred placement for hard play. It had been quite some time since we had gotten to take out our ropes and we both knew this time they would be used dearly.
As I laced Kitty up in knots and wraps, cinching every loop tight as to ensure Kitty could feel the tension. Feel daddy wrapped around them. Feel my control and my desire.
Kitty gasped when I pulled their new chest harness to my desired taughtness – But only as deep as my ties would allow.
I grasped the loop over my pet’s breastbone, pulled Kitty’s face toward mine – pulling an ear into my mouth.
“Today we practice red light, green light. Green for go, red for stop. I fully anticipate taking you far into green and then rocking you back into safety once we find red. I want to hear nothing more from you then these words and “Yes, Sir.” …Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
I kissed my pet hard, reinforcing that I would be watching more than Kitty’s words to ensure their safety in our rough play. Knowing that this sub space is deep and wide. And this Kitty does NOT like to use safe words. We would stretch each other in a new way this Monday.
Throwing Kitty back onto our bed with the same firm grip on the chest harness I had just fashioned, I examined the tight spots and determined which ones might need to be removed before our scene was over to ensure our play would last as long as possible while we pushed the limits.
Pulling the splay of toys and tools closer to my now restrained pet, I gathered the last two ropes from my set and wove them into the already established webbing and traced down Kitty’s thighs – Being sure to hook under their cunt and wrap around the quadracep to frame my favorite parts without compressing the femoral artery. Leaving the last tie freed so I would be able to puppet their legs wider and closer together as I saw fit for my bidding.
Looking down at my masterpiece, I lifted one heel to my solarplexus – Positioning toes and insole of the foot in perfect teasing position.
Light licks and kisses first.
And then, sucks.
As I trace my way toward their cunt, the kisses turn to nibbles and the moans turn to growls. I fight the urge to rush immediately to full on bites and squeezes.
I want this to last.
This will be a short warm up to ensure we get to play our full game and get to a “red light.” I will have to push further than I have before. I can’t waste my warm up on the usual thigh bites. Today needs to stand out.
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