City Of Need

2 🖤 The Basement

Next morning...

I wake up on the mat, feel your chest curled into my back. Your breathing is deep and I know you're still sleeping. I try to peel you off me, without waking you up. I'm desperate to pee and as I move I'm suddenly aware that the toy is still inside me.

I stand up, but there's a sound of a chain clinking and I look down to see that my ankle is in a restraint, and that the restraint is padlocked to a chain, that is attached to the hoop, that is cemented into the floor...

I nudge you awake and you open your eyes and smile and say, 'Oh, hey Little Doll. Did you need something?' You grin at me, in that way you do, when you know you've massively got the upper hand, and I fight the urge to kick you.

'Daddy, you need to get this thing off of me. I need to go to the bathroom.'

'That's not how you ask, Little Doll. Try again.'

I cross my legs and grit my teeth, as I say, 'Please Daddy, can I go to the bathroom?'

'Sure you can, Little Doll.' You say, and roll back over closing your eyes.

'But I need you to unlock me.' I say to your back.

You sigh and say, 'The chain will let you get as far as the bathroom. You really should have checked that before waking me up.'

Once again, I resist the urge to kick you, and instead pick up the chain and walk to the bathroom in the corner of the room. I feel the toy inside me, every time I take a step.

'Oh, and Little Doll,' you call. 'Leave the toy where it is.'

I mutter to myself about what a pain in the ass you already are and you say, 'Be careful, I can hear you. I'm everywhere remember...'

I sit on the toilet to pee and you come wandering in after me.

So I say, 'Daddy, I need privacy.'

You just smirk and say, 'You belong to me Little Doll. Why would you need privacy?' Then you walk over to the huge free standing bath, put the plug in and run the water so hot that steam fills up the bathroom around me. At least that gives me some privacy!

As you wander back out of the bathroom you say, 'Don't move Little Doll. I'll be right back.'

'What? From the toilet? What do you mean?'

You whip around, real fast, and say, 'Who do you think you're talking to Little Doll?'

'Sorry Daddy.'

'Watch your tone, or I'll have to keep punishing you.'

I clamp my mouth shut and sit still, waiting for you to come back.

I don't know what you're doing outside the bathroom, but I start to get more and more nervous.

Eventually you come back in. Turn off the taps on the now full bath and strip off your clothes. I watch your muscles stretch and flex as you do, and my honey starts to build. Then you bend down to me, slide one hand under my knees, the other around my back, and you pick me up, step into the bath, and sit down with me on your lap...

I put my head on your shoulder and relax into you. Then feel your hand, pushing onto the jewellery in my ass.

'Little Doll, I want you up on your knees, back to me, holding open your ass cheeks.'

I slide off you, but make sure I brush against your cock slowly as I do, and then I kneel up, bend forward.

'Well, Little Doll. You did half the job you dumb little fuck doll.'