I almost laugh. She’s adorable. “Only if you’d like one. ‘Stop’ is good enough for me, personally.”
She nods. “Okay. I guess that’s good enough for me, too.”
“All right.” I take off my suit jacket and roll up my sleeves. Her eyes go to my tattoos, widening slightly. “For the next few hours, you are my submissive?—”
“Can we call it something else, please?”
I tilt my head. “Do not interrupt me, Natalya.”
She shuts her mouth sharply, then whispers, “Sorry.”
“‘Sorry… Daddy’. That’s how I will be addressed.”
She lifts her chin, a sparkle in her eyes. “Sorry, Daddy.”
“Very nice. And since ‘submissive’ isn’t to your liking…Devushkawill do.” I walk up to her, running my hands softly up her bare arms, feeling her skin change to goosebumps at my touch. “You seem to like that, hmm? MyDevushka.”
I see a smile playing at the corners of her heart-shaped lips. It tests my self-control.
“You have good manners,” I say, moving my hands around to the back of her neck, where the buttons of her halter hold. “‘I want to hear more of that. ‘Please and thank you’. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she says as I undo her halter, one button behind the neck and two at the small of her back. The heavy material falls off her chest and to the floor. Her breasts are magnificent, perky and rounded with hardened nipples that are a deep rose shade against her pale skin. A soft blush appears above them, her excitement apparent.
The anticipation is as much for me as her. It’s all I can do to keep from caressing and sucking them.
Instead, I lock eyes with her and move my hands down the center of her back to the zipper in her skirt. She bites her lip as she holds back a shuddery breath the moment my fingers touch her skin.
“You’re excited,” I tell her, pulling the zipper down slowly. “Do you want me to fuck you, Natalya?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispers. Her skirt falls to the floor. I glance down and note her lacy white panties and fire engine high heels.
I smile at her with approval. “In due time. I need you to be patient. Can you do that for me, little one?” I cup her chin delicately, tempted again by her lips and the delicate curve of her mouth.
She nods. “Y–Yes, Daddy.”
I take her hands and lead her to the center of the room. Above us are soft cuffs tethered to a pulley system. I reach up and grab them.
“I’m going to need you to stay where I want you,” I tell her. “So, I have to bind your wrists.” I take the soft leather cuffs and wrap them around her wrists, clipping them in place. Once she’s secured, I let her hands go. The pulley system pulls her arms up and over her head. She gasps, her chest heaving with anticipation.
I step back and take one of many vibrators from its place in a nearby drawer and walk it over to her. “Let’s try the lowest setting first.”
I turn it on and run it down her arms, over her collarbone, around and around one nipple, then the other. Her eyes roll up and soft moans escape her lips. She leans into me as her nipples get rock hard against the vibrating silicone.
“How about a little higher?” I turn it up and she bites her lip, a louder moan slipping out. “You like this, don’t you?”
“Yes… Oh!”
I slap her bottom soundly. “Yes, what?”
“Daddy,” she moans. “Yes, Daddy.”
I rub the spot on her ass cheek where I’d slapped her. “Step out of line again,Devushka,” I warn. “This can be all pleasure or all punishment. It’s up to you.”
“Yes… Daddy…”
I keep the vibration going a little longer, then I lean in and kiss her nipples, my tongue circling them gently… then taking them between my teeth. Her moans rise and I’m getting so hard. The taste of her skin, the sound of her gasping moans…
I move my kisses up to her neck, sliding my hands down into her lace panties. She flinches the moment my fingers touch her swollen clit.
