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Exploration Pt. 1

January 14th, 2010

Duct Tape/Cling Film Dress created by a friend. And yes, that's me 🙂

Yes, I disappeared for a little while again.  I know, I’m a bad girl.  I should be spanked.  Really, I wouldn’t object.  Alright…maybe just a wee bit.

I’ve been dealing with quite a bit this past week.  I came home from my fabulous weekend with my Daddy to hear horrible news of a dear friend of mine’s murder.  Trust me.  It’s been one HELL of a roller coaster.  I’m not going to dwell on the sad news, but rather the good news since that’s what you readers out there want to read.

Daddy (yes, he came out and said, boldly, that he is my Daddy) and I spent the weekend together this one past.  It was a wonderful end to the break and a great start to my semester.  Last weekend was the weekend we had agreed to explore together and experience my full submission physically.  It turned out better than I think he and I both expected.

For starters, when I arrived at their house on Friday afternoon I was put to work.  It felt good to fall into my role as their submissive to easily.  I find great release and joy in serving and have always had a desire to explore domestic service.  I got my chance and I felt right at home.  I cleaned while they both ran errands and made last minute preparations for the party we were having that night.  When he came home it was just so perfect.  I was listening to my iPod and just dancing around with the broom when he walked through the door and kissed me.  It was perfect because the song that was playing right when he grabbed me was “I Got a Feeling” by the Black Eyed Peas.  And yes, it was a sign that the night was going to be fabulous indeed.

He pulled me to him and kissed me so deeply that I was lost.  I felt the world just slip away and I melted into him.  He slid his hands down my back and slipped my pants off.  I pressed myself against him a bit and he threw me over the back of a chair before he assaulted my pussy with his fingers.  I was soaked waiting for him.  He hadn’t let me touch myself for two days.  I was dripping juice down my legs and his fingers.  And then he commanded me cum, right then and there in the foyer…and I did.  My knees nearly buckled beneath me as I came on him and he just smiled before slapping my ass and going to the kitchen to start cooking. 

After I finished mopping the floors and helping him with what he needed, along with copious amounts of being fingered and made to cum like the dirty little girl I am, he sent me to the bedroom to get a shower and ready for the party.  I did as I was told and found myself wrapped in his arms again.  I looked up at him to see if I could do anything more for him and before I could get the words out he threw me down on the bed.  He pushed my legs back and made sure my pussy was saturated for him before he plowed into me.  He had made the promise that he would fuck me like he owned me before the party and my God did he.  He finished and denied me an orgasm before sending me to the shower.  I cleaned up, got ready, and went back out to play hostess for the friends we had over while he and B got ready themselves.

Party time came and my God was it a success.  I got to experience a fetish that I have had for a while but never had anyone willing to help.  I had expressed a desire to be put into a duct tape dress.  In order to successfully execute this idea, I needed to be wrapped in cling wrap first.  My torso was wrapped and decorated first followed by my skirt.  It felt so good to be confined and I got a serious high from being wrapped up so tight.  My dress was also a big hit with the party goers.  I had many compliments on it and I have to give the credit to the decoration and design to my friend, Rob.

After I had been wrapped I had the pleasure of being introduced to one of their dearest friends.  She was given full reign over me while Will was busy entertaining and playing host.  She introduced me to the pleasures of nipple torture.  How does one gain pleasure from having her nipples tortured?  Mind over matter.  I whined and begged her to let them go at one point and she refused.  She told me to turn it into pleasure.  I did and my knees began to buckle.  She called Will over and he took over tormenting one of my nipples.  I was on my knees in about 2 seconds.  I begged him to let me cum and we began to attract an audience.  He denied me and continued to play me.  I begged more, harder this time, and he conceeded.  I had the sweetest orgasm without him touching my hot pussy.  He lifted me off the ground (because getting up off the ground when you’re legs are wrapped in cling wrap and duct tape with 6″ platform boots = fail) and set me straight.  I kissed and thanked him before he wandered off.  I flitted around and socialized for a bit.

And then he and I shared a moment, together, that I never thought we would.

He and I crossed paths again and he smacked my ass as he walked by.  I begged him to spank me again and he refused.  Our friend told me to beg him harder.  I called out to him.

“Daddy, please spank me.  I’ll be a good girl, just please spank me, Daddy.”

He turned and stood in front of me.  There is nothng sexier than my Daddy staring me in the eye wearing a kilt.  I was a puddle of goo.  He smiled at me and told me to get on my knees and bend over.  I ended up tearing my skirt off to make this an easy task.  I put myself on my hands and knees, my ass out and my face buried in my palms at his heels.  I’m sure the people around us could smell my wetness.  I sure as hell could.  This had gotten everyone’s attention.  I was on the ground, begging, and he didn’t believe I was begging good enough to please him.  He began to walk away and I laid myself on his boot, groveling and pleading that he spank me.  He came back to me and told me to stay still and to hush.

BAM.  One hand on one cheek.  I nearly leapt out of my skin.  I went to move and he warned me to stay still.  I obliged and stayed as still as expected when his hand came down again on my other cheek.  I bit my lip to keep from making any noise.  And then the whammy.  Both hands on both cheeks at full force at the same time.  I went to cry out and he instructed me to hush because I had asked for this.  And I had.  I got up off of the ground and he kissed me.  Everyone at the party was watching just about.  It was one of the most intimate moments he and I have shared together, to date, as a couple.

Not soon after I was put to bed to pass out.  I was exhausted from all of the fun and coming down from my high.  I curled up in bed and passed out well before he came to bed.  Needless to say it was a great night with much learning on both of our parts.  He and I learned a bit more about ourselves D/s wise and we did even moreso on Sunday.  But that, dear readers, will have to be a cliff hanger for now.  There are two more posts in this series, so don’t fret.  I won’t be too long with posting the last two parts.

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  1. January 14th, 2010 at 13:15 | #1

    Glad it all went so well! 😀

  2. julie
    January 16th, 2011 at 14:33 | #2

    nice boobs lady

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