The night had started sweetly. You had dressed up in this frilly little dress. A playful bow perched on your headband. You tentatively stepped through my home office towards me as if you were looking for something.
I was about to make sure you found what you were looking for and more. I cleared my desk and simply tapped my finger repeatedly on the hollow-sounding wood. Approaching the front of the desk, you put both of your hands on the flat surface and leaned suggestively towards me, giving me the slyest of smiles. I furrowed my brow in return and smirked. You have no idea where this is headed and that thought excites me greatly.
I meet your forward lean, gently grasp your chin in my hand and pull you forward to kiss you. It starts gently and becomes more passionate by the second. Tongues entwined, exploring, then... nothing. I pull away and look at you as you pout.
I whisper, "Hands stay on the desk."
Circling around the desk behind you, I push you all the way forward until your chest rests firmly on the desk pad. A low moan escapes your lips. My hands trace the back of your calves working their way slowly higher. Your flesh now speckled with the goosebumps of your desire.
Finally working my way up under that little frilly dress, I find that you have been a bit naughty, no panties adorn your needy pussy. Chuckling softly as I pull your dress over your hips, the natural light catches the sheen of your arousal on your lips.
Calmly, I utter, "Don't move," and disappear from the room momentarily.
I imagine thoughts flash through your head as to what I am up to. Accentuating my footsteps so you can hear them behind you as I return, I now see just how your need grew when you were alone and fully exposed like this. You are visibly dripping down the inside of your thigh.
A thrill ignites your body as you feel the tendrils of a leather flogger slide up your legs, and eventually caressing your dripping pussy. The tendrils disappear as I watch you brace yourself for the inevitable sting that awaits you, but none comes. Your breath held in anticipation, you suddenly see me holding it out in front of you.
"Open," I calmly command.
As you comply, I gently place the handle of the flogger in your mouth as I give you a single instruction.
"If you drop it, I will have to pick it up, and then, I'll need to use it," I say evenly looking into your deep blue eyes. You gently nod your acknowledgment.
Returning behind you, you feel a hand on your right wrist, and then your left wrist. They are gently being pulled behind you until your hands are behind your back.
"Interlace your fingers for me, little one."
You obediently do as you are told, then you feel it, the cool soft touch of the nylon against your skin. Binding you into this position, you feel my urgency wrapping and ultimately knotting you in place.
"Now, little one, I'm going to tell you exactly what I'm going to do to you. I'm going to make you cum, over and over again like this," I say as I begin to slowly stroke your soaked pussy.
"And when I'm satisfied with my work, and you've been a good girl and held that in your mouth," I whisper as a finger finds its way between your folds. "You'll be rewarded with Daddy's cock." I plunge my finger deep within you caressing the inside roof of your pussy.