The room falls silent, however you can hear the pounding of your heart in your chest as clear as a bell. "Dally, please, I'm sorry," you start. he looks up at me from his position sitting on the end of the bed.
"Dally," i insisted. "Dally listen, please. I just wanted to do something nice for you." "No! You just don't get it do you?" he stands up and slowly walks around the side of the bed until he's right beside me. He gently touches my cheek as he leans closer to me. My breath hitches as he trails his fingertip down my jaw. Every touch on my body is more sensitive than the last. "I really don't care if you're sorry," he whispers, his lips barely touching my skin, his hot breath steaming on my neck. "You said you wanted to be a good girl for me? Here's your chance. Don't move. Don't make a sound. You know the rules."
And with that, i knew I was in for a long night. While my mind was telling me to be anxious and worried,my body was trembling slightly, anticipating what was about to happen. I watch Dally carefully as he goes over to the closet and reaches for something on the top shelf. He pulls out a blue plastic box. A shiver runs down your spine because you know exactly what that box is for.
You've only ever seen Dally get this box twice before throughout our entire relationship. One time was the greatest night of my life, filled with ecstasy, pleasure, and love. The other time however, he left me squirming, writhing and begging, unsatisfied. I didn't need a second guess to know which was going to happen tonight.
With a devious smile, he turns to face me , holding the box tightly to his bare chest. I hold back my desire to complain, to ask him what he's going to do, because i really don't want to anger him right now. I bite my lip to keep yourself from letting the words slip out. He sets down the box on the bedside table, keeping it closed so I can't see its contents. I've never seen everything inside it, so I had no idea what he could pull out and surprise you with. Dally towers over me as he stands on the side of the bed that I'm laying down on. He passionately kisses my lips, gently biting on my bottom lip. I sigh, allowing his tongue in. I try to ignore his hands as he glides them over my breasts, lightly pinching my nipples. I almost let out a moan, but I push deeper into the kiss to try to cover up my lack of control. Dally breaks the kiss, and I pout, wanting nothing more right now than his lips on mine. "Baby girl, don't pout," he coos, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "It makes me want to do dirty things to that pretty little mouth of yours." my eyes widen, hoping he's talking about what you think he is. Dally briefly un-cuffs one wrist to detach me from the headboard before replacing the ringlet around my wrist and behind my back. "Kneel." i obey his command, his voice firm and steady. On a normal night i'd smirk and he'd slap mybass playfully before getting on with it, but the stone hard look on his face told me to get to the point.
"Suck me off, and don't you dare fucking tease me like you did before. It looks like I'm in the position to be making these kinds of threats, don't you think?" he laughs, mocking me from earlier when I told him the same words. Dally grabs a handful of my hair and guides mu mouth onto his hard-on that I left him with. He thrusts deeply into my mouth, causing me to gag. "Oh, don't tell me you've forgotten how to give a proper blow job," he groans out, moving your head quickly to the rhythm of his thrusts. I'm undeniably turned on by dally fucking my mouth, and I can feel yourself wanting him, needing him, even more by the second.
He shuts his eyes and stops pushing my head, allowing me to move my mouth freely up and down his length. I purse my lips around the ridge of his cock and suck lightly until taking him out completely with a popping sound. " fuck, you're so good at this babe," he says through gritted teeth.
I take all of him into mu mouth again and he hits the back of mu throat. Dally was never able to resist me deep throating him. It didn't take much longer for dally to reach his high, twitching in my mouth as his cum shot in spurts down my throat. Obediently, i swallow before licking one last thick stripe up his shaft, eyeing him. He shudders and pulls my shoulders to stand back up. "Alright, that's enough," he says forcefully. "Lie down where you were." I shift from one foot to the other, trying to peek into the box, hesitant to go wait on the bed. "That wasn't a question, baby girl," he barks. "Now." I jump and quickly place myself where he told me to go. "Good job, baby girl," he whispers quietly, almost to himself, as he reattaches my cuffs to the bars on the headboard. I suppress a whine as i watch dally pull on his boxers. I know it will be difficult enough for him to hold out on me. He wants his teasing to last longer than last time when he gave in and fucked me before I could even beg him for it.
The suspense builds as Dally looks over to me, his gaze lingering on my body spread out for him. A flash of nervousness overcomes me again but i know that I trust Dally with all of my heart. He's never made me feel uncomfortable in a situation and he always makes sure I feel safe. He tears his eyes away from me to go through the box. I squint my eyes to try and make out the items he's sifting through. My heart flutters when I see him pull out the vibrator he used on me the first time, however I'm forced to swallow a lump in my throat when i see him pull out a blindfold and what looks like a sort of gag to me. Those two items I've never used with him before. Making his way over to me again, Dally situates himself in between my legs, spreading them out as far as he can and bending them so my knees are raised. Without saying a word, he holds up the blindfold and gag, silently asking me if I'm okay with it, since I've never talked about using them before. I appreciated how well Dally cared for me, even when he was pissed off at me so much. He leaned forward holding the blindfold, reaching around my head to secure it in place. "Now I'm not going to put this gag on because you should know by now not to make any noise, and if you do, you naughty girl, you'll be punished. Understand?" "Yes, Daddy," i reply. "I understand." "Good."
Without warning, Dally teasingly ran a finger up my slit, causing me to take a sharp breath in to stop myself from squealing. He keeps his eyes on my face, gauging my reaction to the slightest change in touch. He lightly circles my clit with his thumb, and i lift my hips, trying to swivel away from the torturous sensation. The touches on my skin are 10 times more sensitive since I can't see what he's doing. Finally he presses down hard on the bundle of nerves, and i yelp.
"Strike one," he mutters. "Stop moving. Don't make this hard for yourself, princess." I try to compose myself, but that becomes increasingly difficult for me to do as his pace increases and he rubs circles around my clit, occasionally tapping the swollen bud. I release a deep breath as i can feel my walls clench, and the knot feeling in my stomach becomes too much to handle. Dally can tell I'm close, and his actions speed up even more. The urgency to relieve my orgasm is intense, but I know I can't cum until Dally tells me that I can, but he knows that if I make a sound, he'll keep me on the edge. For a very. Long. Time. Tears are gathering in my eyes as i muster all mu strength to not cum, and right before I reach my Peak, Dally pulls back his hand.
"FUCK YOU DALLAS WINSTON ," I scream loudly, not caring I just got a second strike with him. I couldn't handle being edged then denied like that. He never did that to me, ever. He ignored my outburst and spoke softly. "You want to get into more trouble, don't you? You like it when I have you at my complete mercy like this, don't you? Does it turn you on, knowing there's nothing you can do to stop me?" he smirks, lightly trailing his fingers along the inside of my thigh, causing me to shift from the tickling feeling. "I think it's time we change gears," he states, not explaining to me what he means by that. Although i can't see what he's doing, I feel him get off the bed and make his way to the table where he'd placed the vibrator. I barely heard him make a noise on his way back to me and he resumed his place in between my thighs. He teased my slit with the vibrator turned on low, rubbing my entrance before making its way up to my clit. I roll my head back onto the pillow and bite my lip. Suddenly the vibrator is drawn back but quickly replaced with dally's lips. I sigh silently as i feel his warm plump lips kiss just above my clit,
He gently spreads my folds with his fingers of his free hand and asks, "Tell me what you want, princess, and Daddy will give it to you." i know I have two choices right now: his mouth and tongue, oh that tongue of his could work wonders; or that vibrator. The choice, which seemed simple, was actually a grave decision. If dallt loved one thing about me most of all, it was the feeling he got when he saw you cum because of him. "Th-the vibrator," I stuttered, hoping this choice would be the easy way out. When he was eating me out, he was like a pro; he was merciless.
"Whatever you say, baby girl."
And with no more warning, he rammed the vibrator inside me and turned it on low. It twisted and shook inside me, while the attachment pressed on my clit with such intensity that my whole body was soon trembling. I raised my hips, but Dally firmly pressed a hand onto my lower abdomen to prevent that. After a few moments, I knew I was going to cum soon, and in didn't think in could take Dally telling me no again. "I know you want to cum, princess. Come on, just cum for me honey," he urged.
As soon as he said the words, I released onto the toy, shaking with pleasure. However, it was only my second orgasm of the night, counting the one from me on my own doing earlier on top of dally . "Scream my fucking name, let everyone in this city know who makes you feel this good," he demanded. "Dally ! Fuck, Daddy! Ahhhhh," i rode out mu high on the toy, before Dally pulled it out of me . I was given no time to recover from your previous orgasm as Dally got to work on my clit with his lips.
"Ah FUCK, Dally , no no no," i cry, twirling my hips sideways. "I said, don't move, darling," dally growls at me , looking up at me without stopping his harsh sucking and licking. Before i know it, Dally has me screaming his name again, just from his tongue, which doesn't surprise me . Suddenly I feel Dally 's fingers teasing my entrance, and I moan. Dally either doesn't hear me or chooses to ignore my sounds. My thighs tense around his head as his tongue flicks my clit lightly, then presses harshly against it, before sucking it between his lips.
He starts fingering me , adding one, two, then three fingers, stretching me out. His long fingers feel so good inside me, and i start to lose it again when he makes the 'come here' motion and hits my front wall.
I curse, panting from the force he's pumping in and out of me with just his fingers. "Please, Daddy, I need your cock inside me," i plead as my second orgasm approaches. He ignores my request. I shake my head from side to side, screaming profanities mixed in with the occasional "Dally " or "Daddy."
I wonder where all my stamina has gone, and how Dally has so much, as he continues to work magic with his tongue and fingers. He makes me cum again. And again. And again. By the time my fifth orgasm has passed, I'm trembling and are breathing heavy. My body is covered in a light sheen of sweat, and I'm squirming under Dally 's every touch. "Dally , please, I can't take any more, not right now," I beg. "That's it," he says, finally. "Thank you," i breathe out, relaxing my muscles. "That's it," he continues. "Strike 3, baby girl. Time for your punishment." Shit. I had forgotten about that part. Without even uncuffing me, he flipped me over so I'm was lying on my stomach. My breathing grew uneven as dally ghosted his hands down my spine until they reached my ass. He massaged my cheeks carefully before pulling his right hand back and bringing it down, hard. "That," he paused to spank me, "is for disobeying me earlier and tying me up." Smack. "That was for calling me dally, not Daddy." Smack. Smack. Smack. "Those were for your three strikes, princess." Smack. "And one for good luck,"he teased me. I was still wearing the blindfold but I could hear the smirk in his voice. Quickly, dally flipped me onto my back again before stripping off his boxers, releasing his boner which he was palming through the cotton underwear. "I want you to look at me, baby girl," he says, pulling off your blindfold. The light in the room catches me by surprise for a second before I adjust. Dally hovers on top of me , placing one of my legs over his shoulder for a better angle. He slams into my sensitive core, causing me to scream out in pleasure. He glides easily in and out of me , and he cups my chin in his hand as he thrusts fast and hard.
"I love you, just like this. Begging for me to let you come, then for me to stop, and for me to fuck you senseless," he says. I'm too weak to respond, and he thrusts deeper, hitting my g-spot to get is both to our highs quicker. The build up in my abdomen is on fire, my clit is pulsing, and i can feel my walls clench around Dally. "Dally!" I yell as my final orgasm hits me. Dally rubs my clit furiously, trying to lengthen my orgasm as he reaches his own peak.
He fits in a few more lazy thrusts before pulling out of me, panting.
Without a word, he unlocks the handcuffs and pulls me into a hug. He grabs a bottle of lotion and rubs a generous amount onto mu wrists to soothe the red marks from me pulling on the restraints. Dally pulls the covers over the two of us and cuddles me into his chest, spooning me.
"I love you so much. You're amazing. You're my favorite person in the world. I'm sorry if I got carried away," he mumbles. I turn around to face him, your nose less than an inch from his."dally , that was perfect. I've never felt more alive," i confess, kissing him on the lips. "How did I end up with such a perfect girlfriend?" he asks out loud to himself. I smile and turn away from him again, pressing my bum into his naked crotch. "Whoever said I was the perfect girlfriend?" I reply. "I think I'm a bit of a troublemaker..."
