Before I could get lost in a maze of thoughts trying to figure it out my phone pinged with a message from Dallas, who was now saved in my as Daddy, thanks to Dallas when he asked to see it during breakfast.
I didn’t know what for but in respect for my new role I was obedient.
I checked it as soon as he handed it back, I was going to be a brat and change it back but I felt for some reason that he would maybe enjoy punishing me for it so I left it alone, but if I’m honest seeing it cross my screen now felt right.
Hello, sweetheart ,
I am expecting you in the playroom at 6:00 p.m.
I started to internally panic at the thought of the things I knew were in store for me. I was excited and absolutely terrified all at the same time. My palms started to sweat and my breath hitched as I shoved my phone back in my pocket. Realizing one of his rules was to never ignore him and respond within five minutes of his text or missed call, I pulled my phone back out.
I typed several responses and deleted them just as quickly as they were written. I had no idea what I was doing but I refused to fail on the first day. I knew ‘Okay’ was definitely not an option,which is my go too. I went with the only thing that came to mind.
I felt sexy and excited as I typed two words.
Yes, Daddy.
I walked back to my room where I found a very provocative outfit laid across my bed, with a note that was written in exquisite handwriting.
I look forward to peeling this off of you tonight.
Love,
Daddy
I giggled at the fact that he referred to himself as Daddy, but I guess there really wasn’t anything funny about it. This was real. This was actually happening. I wasn’t going to wake up to realize I was dreaming or snap into reality after I enthralled myself into a smutty book, thiswas my life, and I was his submissive.
Grabbing the expensive, next-to-nothing lingerie, I took off toward the bathroom. I needed to shower, shave, and prepare myself for the first night of an experience I’d only ever read about. I pushed the door open and the first thing I saw was a porcelain claw foot tub. It was huge. I could have bathed with three other people and still had plenty of room in there. I laughed as I realized just why the tub would be so big. Dallas was not a small man. He was built and a well-trained athlete, if those awards and certificates in the hall were anything to go off of. His size and stature made sense, and it was so nice to look at.
Along the wall was a large wardrobe that was full of toiletries, bath oils, and a robe with my name on it. I’ve never had a personalized robe, I was probably more excited than I should have been. I wrapped myself in it as I walked around, opening drawers and the many closets. For a bathroom there was a lot going on in it.
My mouth stayed wide open, as squeaky giddy gasps spilled from my mouth each time I opened a new drawer.
I was glad Dallas wasn’t here to see me act like a kid in a candy store.
* * *
My bath took a lot longer than I expected. There was no way I was getting out of that tub any sooner: soothing aromas of fragrant oils and the rhythmic way the jets massaged my body, honestly I’m lucky to have gotten out when I did. If it weren’t for the wrinkles on my hands and feet, I would have slept in there.
After I towel-dried my hair, I noticed the clock on the bedside table. I had exactly one hour before I was expected to be kneeled down in my chosen attire ready and waiting for whateverDaddy chose.
It didn’t take me nearly as long as I thought it would but I think my anxiety of what punishment I might receive if I were to keep him waiting quickened my pace.
* * *
I walked down the long hall that separated my room from his and turned into a separate walkway that led to a single door.
I took a deep breath as I placed my hand on the doorknob trying to settle my nerves before I entered the room that was going to change me forever, whether it was in a good way or a bad way would depend on tonight. I needed to relax and have an open mind, but most importantly, I needed to trust Dallas.
I’m going to enjoy punishing you…
Delaney
My body trembled as I stood bare in front of him except for this pair of crotchless underwear. His hold is more intense now, more so than before. I feel his gaze burn into me. He pressed his body against mine, surprising me with his next words.
“In this room, I own you.” He reached up and tucked my hair behind my ear as he stated this matter-of-factly.
“You will do as I say, when I say it, no questions asked, no argument.” He spoke into my ear and cupped my cheek, then softly caressed it with the pad of his thumb.
