Prologue: Good girl therapy
The best good girls usually have some trauma. It is a spectrum, but it captivates me. Not to exploit it, but to tap into my elemental masculine traits of being caretaker, protector, and provider. I’ve been lucky in that I’ve lived a stable and successful life. I’ve had the confidence built through healthy means of learning, trying new things, and accomplishing goals. My base mood is happy. I have friends and family. I have my health (mostly – I got hit by a car Monday). When you are a man with these traits the biggest itch to scratch is up leveling a woman who has undergone her own traumas. To provide and not receive. That’s me in a non-sexual context.
Of course, this does perhaps contributes to my demand for a good submissive girl, who is happy to be taken care of and dragged around town by her hand, and around the house by her hair. Aching for a girl who wants other women to feel jealous of her by my side as I wear a crisp suit and tower over her. Other women may have had an easier life to now, but now it’s their turn to be jealous. I will play my part. I will give hints to the other women that you’re submissive and roughly being fucked in private. There are always tells that the other women know. It could be how clingy you are after I spent the previous three hours edging you and your cum across my beard, or that I pull you down to sit on my lap after glaring in a way women feel cut down. I love your trauma. It makes me want to spoil you and own you.
So with that, be a good girl. More stories to follow. If you were here, I’d have you input your ovulation cycle to an app on my phone. Then it begins.
Three days before ovulation
My favorite part of the month is when you ovulate. It’s when I know you’re at your neediest for me and the most submissive. You are totally pliable and dependent on me to take care of your sexual needs. Perfect. This month I’ve spent weeks planning for your next cycle.
Each morning will begin with a brief note. Intended to be vague and build anticipation for what will happen at night. Additionally, your panties are laid out that you’ll wear that day and a hair style. It also serves to allow me to think about you going about your work day abiding by my commands and aware of your panties.
Today, the note reads: “You’re my good girl. Wear braided pigtails and the panties”. Next to the note are athletic and conservative panties that cover your butt.
I never doubt that you’ll comply and when I see later that the panties are gone, I know you listened. The whole day, I’ll have that dopamine buzz of anticipation. I assume you will as well.
When you get home, I’m on the couch where the ottoman is. “Go change and then come here, baby girl”. You go and put on your cozies then join me on the couch. I’m sitting with my legs extended and open inviting you sit between them and put your back against my chest. I throw a blanket over us as you nestle in and swallow you up in my arms. You’re my good girl and you’ll feel it. Holding you, I’ll kiss your neck, cheek and tell you in your ear that “you’re mine”. Inevitably my hands begin to push your legs open for me and I slide my hand under your panties I laid out this morning. Already your hole is wet, but I rub your clit and tell you to lay back and relax while I rub your clit and make all your problems fall away.
“You aren’t allowed to cum” I tell you as I keep rubbing your clit and push two fingers down your lips and into your pussy, leading you to begin to fuss. I know you want to cum, but I own you. I want to edge my little girl and make your pussy ache. An hour of touching my daddy has soaked your panties. Good. Now, I’m happy to hold you while you fuss and beg for me to finish you off. Begging is my favorite but I don’t relent and kiss you. My cock is throbbing and pushed against your back, but I make it clear this is about edging you and I tell you let’s go eat dinner.
Two days before ovulation
The laid out note says: “You’re daddy’s slut. Wear your hair in a ponytail”. The panties today are crotch-less and black lace.
Again, they’re gone when I come into the room. I know your mind will run crazy wondering what tonight will hold for you.
When you come home, I’m waiting. The vibe is entirely different. I’m in a gray suit with a black tie. As soon as you enter, I order you “Undress to your panties. Sit on your knees and face the wall in timeout.” As you kneel and sit nervously, I touch my cock enjoying how submissive and agreeable you are. How you are mine and I own you. I love knowing your brain is running thinking about when it will end, and how.
Until you hear me getting up and walking towards you. “Turn around, slut”. Then I undo my belt while staring down at you and pull our my swollen cock. “Suck on daddy’s cock until you drip onto the floor.”
“Yes. Daddy”
I push my cock into your little mouth as you begin to suck on my cock. I back you up against the wall as I push into your throat. “Lift your arms up” then I grab your wrists and pin them against the wall above your head while I continue fucking your little mouth. Stopping from thrusting so you can push your own mouth down and catch your breath. This leaves me grunting and giving you a feedback loop to wet my cock even more.
I pull away, while keeping your wrists in my hand, bend down and touch the floor below your pussy. It’s dry. Then i reach up and touch your pussy. It’s soaking, but obviously not enough so I go back to fucking your mouth. By now, my prostate is aching and my balls tingling as you serve daddy’s cock. I have no doubt that I could cum, but I hold it until your pussy aches and drips.
I check the floor again after 15 minutes, purposefully delaying checking so I can keep using you. You breathe heavily while I check and find the floor soaked. “Good slut”.
Then I pull you up and kiss you. Taking you to the couch and letting you rest with your little head on my chest while I hold you. Your pussy sore and needy.
One day before ovulation
There is no note to wake up to since you’re waking up to me. I see you slowly waking up and once I see you’re somewhat alert, I move in next to you and kiss your neck and touch your tits. All so softly and teasing for a bit allowing for you to slowly become alert. We’re going to move at my pace right now and you’re going to be teased.
You can feel my hard cock pressed against you but you don’t feel me making a move. Positioning you onto your back, I slide on top of you, slip my legs inside yours while I’m on top of you and push them out to be spread. Then I lean down and kiss you softly. Your wet pussy can feel air lightly touching it while I kiss you. You can put your arms around me. Touch my back and feel your man.
The panties I’ve selected for the day are next to me. I reach for them and stuff them in your mouth, like a good girl. “Today you’re my Princess.” I’ll turn your head away with a hand around your neck and tell you through clenched teeth, “You’re mine and I’m going to use you” then kiss down the side of your neck. Kiss down your chest to your breasts and suck one while I rub the other with my hand until again I’m kissing down your tummy. Down your legs and up your leg. When I get close to your pussy, I stop and slowly kiss around. Each time I stop short, you see me looking up at you as I kiss all around your pussy, until finally I begin kissing your clit, sucking it in, and licking your lips.
Finally, you break at the touch and begin to lean back and enjoy daddy’s tongue. Your moaning makes my cock swell with blood and become rougher and rougher until I pull myself, push my cock into you. Push into you a little and say, “tomorrow” and pull out. I just wanted your wetness to cover my cock and mark me all day, while leaving you aching.
“Go to work, Princess”
Ovulation Day
On ovulation day, I own you. The note today is simple. It lists a hotel in the city to come to immediately following work. “Today, I breed you”. Along with a pair of white lace panties.
I’m still home when I see you, I order you to your knees just to stand over you and pull you back up by your hair. “I’m going to destroy you later. Enjoy work.” Then I leave you neglected and aching.
The hotel is a high rise downtown.
When you show up, I’d open the door in a suit. I’d grab you and pull you in for a welcoming kiss, then pin you against the wall next to the door by your throat and keep kissing you. You’d notice how I’m quickly hard. After finally seeing you, I’d roughly run my hands over your body, only stopping to step back and tell you to get on your knees. As I do, you can see the comforter is off the bed, with restraints from each corner. A sign of what’s to come. For now, you comply and get on your knees, pull my cock out and suck on daddy’s cock.
Not long after I’m aching to be inside you so I pull you up by your hair, drag you over to the window and bend you over. You know there is no chance I wear a condom and I use your spit as lubricant to push my cock into you. Now, I can really fuck you grabbing a bunch of your hair in my hand and fucking you with a view. Pulling your hair so your neck bends back. I continue holding off on cumming so I can keep using you. I don’t want to cum yet. Again I’m moving you forcefully to where I want you. This time, face down on the bed and I begin restraining you. Finally, sliding a pillow under your hips so your pussy is accessible to me. Lastly, sliding a blindfold over your face so you can focus on sensations.
I grope your ass and get on top of you as my raw cock pushes into you and I begin fucking you. Spanking you. Audibly grunting and moaning as I get closer and closer to cumming and you know it’s coming. I continue thrusting and spanking you until the exact moment I cum. I stop and am motionless allowing you to focus on my cock twitching inside you, filling you with cum. Burst after burst. Then a pause Slowly I’d let myself down on you, kiss you, but it’s not over.
I’d pull my cock out, but replace it with a vibrator allowing my cock to recover but letting me watching you squirm and ache until I’m ready again. Then out with the vibrator, and in with my raw cock for another round of use. This round is surely likely to run longer, but allowing me to focus on how sexy your body is and having complete power over you would surely make my balls tingle. All of that until a repeat of the same pause as I cum. “Have my child. Be a good girl” I’d grunt. Twitching cock and heavy breathing. I really want you to focus on that moment and feeling as I’m filling you.
After the second time emptying my balls, I’d untie you, lay on my back and pull you in to snuggle with me. Head on my chest, my arm around you, kissing your forehead.
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