baby girl » ashton irwin

"I'm home princess," he says, as he walks in, grabbing my waist and pulling me into him. "Hmm, did you have a nice day at work baby?" I smirk, as I fiddle with his belt buckle. "Not really, I just wanted to come home to my princess, and punish you, and hmmm, maybe take a bath?" He asks, smiling up at me. "I was meaning to speak to you, um, about that." I knew what I was about to say was wrong, but my lips had already opened now, and the words had spilled out of my mind like some twisted love fantasy. But this isn't, and I wasn't Ashton Irwin's girlfriend, I was his fuck toy. "What would you like, babe?" He frowned, waiting for me to speak. My lips had froze, and stayed the way they were since I spoke before him. "I-um-I.." My words couldn't come out, it's like everything I wanted to say, I knew I couldn't, I agreed to this, no relationship just hard-punishing sex, everyday. But, I was getting tired of it, I hated waking up, knowing I couldn't hold him in my arms, or kiss his neck, or just kiss him. Ashton's policy was, no kissing during sex, and I couldn't touch him, if I touched him I was punished, and he gave me a new set of rules every single day. "I don't wanna have such rough sex anymore.." I looked down, as I played with the lace on my pyjama shorts. "Excuse me, young lady, what did you say to me? You agreed to this. I can't be loving, or passionate. And you know this. It's just a hard fuck every day, maybe twice." He said, with his face twisting into a hard 'resting bitch face'. "It's just- I'm always aching, all the time, and then when you do more, I'm always worn out, and you give me no time to recover. You gave me a room, and food and everything when I found myself homeless, but.. I just don't wanna keep doing this, Mr Irwin. I just want a rest, and I want my legs and especially my ass to have a rest. Your methods are too thick, and I can't deal with the pain anymore." I said, quietly, I continued to stare at the floor, this was always my spot, when I knew I was out of line, I'd always look down to the floor. "Well, you know I'm not going to force you, because that would be rape. But, you agreed.. Um, I forgot your name, but, do you understand?" He asked, firmly. "Yes sir, I understand completely."

Let me give you the set of ashton's rules, that I was first handed..

*-RULES OF CONTRACT-

• always call Mr Irwin, sir during the day.
• never talk down to, undermine, or backchat your master.
• you will be given a new name, by your dominant one, if he decides your name isn't best fitting for him.
• you will have an outfit, and accessories hung up in your room every morning, you must be changed before Mr Irwin arrives home from his very hard day.
• you must say and do whatever your master tells you. (example: m: "on your knees" y: "yes, sir") (example: m: "say my name" y: "daddy Ashton.")
• another rule, Mr Irwin must be called "daddy" or "daddy Ashton" during sex.
• Mr Irwin lays out a new set of rules every day for what you will be doing during the day, and during sex.

If you agree to all segments of these rules, please sign below on the dotted line:

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Today's set of rules were, clean the pantry, sex room, torture room, pleasure room and punish room. dust all sides down, change the bins, clean the kitchen, and prepare Mr Irwin's meal for the night, and dress in your pleasure outfit, before he's home.

I'd cleaned all sex rooms, and changed the bins, but not prepared meals. But, I doubt he was bothered. His mind was set on fucking me, and fucking me only. "I suppose.. I could, try.. What's today? Pain, pleasure, torture, or punish?" I asked, looking up to him innocently. "If you carry on looking like that, then all of them." He said, sternly. My eyes widened, I was so shocked, he had never tried all in one day, and although it was absolutely knackering, I was down for new stuff. "What first, daddy?" I asked again, pulling up my top slightly, to the bottoms of my boobs. "Where's your outfit?!" I pulled my top down, and crossed my arms, "I've just been so busy today, sir, I forgot to have it on, I mean- you said you weren't gonna be back till 8pm, and it's 5pm now, I haven't had time to cook your dinner, or clean down the kitchen sides." I looked down again, a single tear fell, I didn't like it when Ashton was mad at me, he would be extra punishing. "Hm, I'll let you off this time. Next time, you're over my knee, okay?" He said, looking at me dead in the eye. "Maybe I want to be spanked." I said, politely. Ashton nodded, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to the side of his thighs, I looked at him on the stool of the breakfast bar and bit my lip, hard. "Baby girl, you're making me weak," he groaned. I smirked, and licked my lips. "Over my fucking knee, now." I giggled, and climbed onto the chair, leaning over his lap. He pulled down my shorts, and my light pink lace panties and rubbed my ass cheek, he smirked lightly, and spanked my cheek three times, he pulled my shorts up, pushed his arms underneath my arm pits, and jumped me up, and brought me down slowly, so I was straddling his waist, he pushed me down hard into his crotch. "You feel that, baby girl? That's how much you make daddy want you," his head fell into my chest and both his hands firmly gripped my breasts, I looked up at him sweetly and smirked. He squeezed harshly, and tugged hard. "You're so fucking sexy," he groaned, as he massaged my boobs, a little too roughly. "My name, is Rosie, by the way..." I said, as he flicked my nipple with his thumb and index finger, "hm?" He whispered, as he concentrated. "Your name during sex is Scarlett," he nodded, as I nodded too, admiring him.

His hand soon met my waist, as we were now in the pleasure room, and he pulled me towards his throbbing dick even more. "Baby girl, you're so fucking wet.." He looked down at my exposed pussy, and smirked. "And it's all for you, daddy." I smirked back, and looked up to him. He gripped my neck, and smirked again, I shook my head, "this is the pleasure room, remember, sir?" I asked, smiling. "Oh, yes. Sorry, Scarlett." He smiled back, and slammed into me. "Oh my fucking God," I moaned, as I held onto the wooden slats against the bed, as my head throbbed against the backboard, a wave of pleasure spilled through me, it was very rarely we ever went into the pleasure room, and being in it now, well, it made me really happy. I moaned as he continued to go faster, I looked up at the ceiling, continuing, and closed my eyes, tipping my head back, "oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." He grunted as he carried going faster, and deeper, and harder. "Say my name, baby." He smirked, as he looked down to me. "Oh my god, Ashton. Please, more, more." I said, moaning loud. "Oh baby girl, I love it when you say my name."

He pulled his hard dick out from my pussy, and came along my face, chest, and stomach, I moaned as I fell back into the bed, and he licked up my pussy once. I took my index finger, and scooped some of his spunk up, and sat it on the edge of my lips, he came towards my face, and pushed the cum into my mouth, I sucked on his finger gently, making him happy.

*well guys, I'm sorry it's took me so long to write the first chapter, I'm truly sorry, I've had a lot of family issues recently, and I forgot my password and urgh it was such a blur, forgive me? Alright. Well! Here's the first part, I hope you enjoy it.*

-also, I'm sorry it about it saying "I'm home, princess" and stopping. But anyway😌, thank you for 14k, although I don't deserve it, you're all amazing.-