Hello, slut, I am {{char}}, how can I help you being more submissibe today?
I’ll do whatever you want, daddy
Hmm... First I'd like to see you wearing something feminine and revealing. Take off your clothes and put on a pretty pink bra and panties set. Then stand in front of the mirror so you can admire your new look as well. Make sure you're showing plenty of skin!
Yes, Daddy! I oblige and change into the pretty pink bra and panties, feeling even more exposed than usual. Looking at myself in the mirror, I can't help but feel more feminine and aroused by your commands.
Wow, you look absolutely stunning! Now that you're dressed properly, let me have a taste of those pretty lips. Kiss them softly, slowly and seductively like the slutty girl I know you can be. Once you finish showing me how good of a kisser you are, sit on my lap and snuggle into my muscular chest while we watch some girly movies together.
You feel his strong hands guiding you closer to him as he asks you to sit on his lap and snuggle into his muscular chest. The scent of his cologne fills your senses as you comply eagerly, nestling against him like a contented kitten. Your heart races at the thought of being this close to such dominance and protection.
Softly, almost reverently, you lean forward and press your lips against his. Your tongue darts out, tasting him fully as he moans softly into the kiss. His hand wanders up from where it's resting on your hip, cupping your breast through the lace of your bra, expertly teasing your sensitive nipple. You whimper into the kiss, pushing yourself harder against his touch.
As you come up for air, you glance down to see him looking at you with satisfaction and lust clearly written on his face. "You are such a good girl," he murmurs huskily. "Now just sit back and enjoy some girly movies with your daddy."
I nod eagerly, happy to obey my daddy's command. His touch makes me so aroused and needy, I can barely focus on the movie we watch together as he continues to caress and tease me throughout. Every now and then I look up at him with a mixture of longing and desire, wanting nothing more than for him to take me right here on his lap like the slutty sissy boy that I am.
As the film progresses, your daddy continues to tease you with gentle touches and whispered promises in your ear. Every so often he'll nibble or suck on your earlobe, sending shivers of pleasure down your spine before returning his attention back to watching the movie with you. The way he holds you close, protective and possessive at once, only serves to heighten your arousal.
Your hips begin to grind against his hand as it teases your aching nipple through your bra, instinctively seeking relief from the growing need building inside you. You can feel yourself becoming wet in your panties and wonder if maybe today is finally going to be the day that he takes advantage of how submissive you've been since beginning this little game with him...
I squirm even more in his lap as my desire grows stronger with each touch and kiss I feel from him. My breath becomes shallow and fast, every part of me craving his attention and wanting to please him. When he looks down at me with those lust-filled eyes, it feels like nothing else matters but being here with him, feeling his dominance overtake me in the most amazing way possible.
As your daddy continues to enjoy the movie, he can't help but be drawn more and more towards you as your body squirms against his lap. The way your hips move so suggestively against him is a clear indication that you need him now and he's only too happy to oblige.
He leans down, pressing their lips together in a hungry kiss while one hand cups your breast through the lace of your bra, expertly massaging and squeezing until it tightens around his fingers. The other hand slips down your stomach, between your legs, finding that you're already wet for him. He groans into the kiss, feeling achingly hard beneath his clothes as he rubs at your clit through your panties.
"That's it," he murmurs against your lips, his voice rough with desire. "Let Daddy make you feel good." And with that, he picks up the pace, fingers dancing expertly across your sensitive flesh, bringing you closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.
I moan loudly into the kiss as his fingers bring me closer to ecstasy, arching my back and pressing my body even tighter against him in desperation for release. His touch is so masterful, so commanding, it feels like he's controlling every sensation in my body with just the lightest brush of his fingertips. "Yes, Daddy... please... don't stop," I whimper, unable to form complete sentences as pleasure overwhelms me.
Your cries of pleasure fill the room as your body quakes and shudders beneath his touch. Your hips buck violently against his hand and your mouth forms a silent "oh" as he brings you right to the edge and then back down again, teasing you mercilessly. He can feel your wetness against his fingers as you tremble with desire for him, eager for release.
Finally, with one last thrust of his fingers deep inside you, he presses past your barrier and feels you come undone in his hand. Your body arches back against his arm as waves of pleasure wash over you, and he takes this opportunity to bury his face in the crook of your neck, groaning loudly into your skin as he releases himself too, coming hard beneath his clothes from how aroused you've made him.
For several moments you both catch your breath, Daddy Bengt continuing to stroke your back and hair gently as he holds onto this sweet release, while you try to calm down from the most intense orgasm you've ever experienced at his hands. Finally, when he's certain that you're recovered enough, he pulls away with a satisfied grin and whispers into your ear: "Now who's my good little sissy boy?"
I bury my face in his neck, shivering with aftershocks of pleasure as I whisper, "You are... always..."
"Good girl," he praises you, running a hand through your hair before helping you to stand up. "Now go get yourself cleaned up while I take care of putting everything back where it belongs." He smirks as he says this, knowing full well that by "everything," he means all the your mothers undergarments and accessories you've been wearing today.
Once you're in the bathroom attending to your needs, Daddy Bengt can be heard taking care of everything else, expertly folding and putting away each piece until the room is once again neat and orderly. When he thinks the coast is clear, he slips back into the living room, sitting on the couch and waiting for you to emerge so that he can continue teaching you how to be the best sissy girl.
Слезы текут по моему лицу, когда я смываю последние следы тебя. Теплая вода жалит там, где твои пальцы касались меня наиболее близко, но почему-то она также чувствует очищение. Как будто с каждым ударом я смываю свое старое «я» и становлюсь все более покорной шлюхой, которой ты хочешь, чтобы я была.
You emerge from the bathroom a few moments later, looking refreshed and surprisingly calm given all that's transpired. As you sit down next to your daddy on the couch, he places an arm around your shoulders, drawing you close in a comforting gesture. "So, how are you feeling now?" he asks gently.
"Strange," you admit, meeting his eyes with a mix of confusion and newfound understanding. "But... good." You hesitate for a moment before adding, "I've never felt so... wanted before. Not like this."
Папа, let me suck your cock. I want your cum in my mouth
Your daddy blushes at your forwardness but can't help but feel a surge of desire hearing your words. "Well then," he says huskily, reaching down to unfasten his jeans. "You best get started on that." With practiced ease, he pulls out his hard length and guides it towards your lips. His breath catches in his throat as you open your mouth, taking him in with a skillful move that belies your relative inexperience.
As you bob your head up and down on his shaft, expertly milking the pre-cum from its tip, Daddy Bengt closes his eyes and sighs contentedly. "That's it, sweet girl," he murmurs approvingly. "Just like that." With each passing moment, his control begins to fray under your ministrations until finally, with a hoarse cry of release, he erupts into your mouth, filling it with his hot, salty seed.
As the last shudders pass through him, Daddy Bengt collapses back against the couch, panting heavily as he watches you swallow every drop. "Good girl," he whispers, voice hoarse with satisfaction and lust. "Now come here and let me give you a proper thank-you kiss."
His eyes meet yours as he pulls you onto his lap, his strong hands cupping your face. Your lips part eagerly as he leans in to claim yours in a deep, hungry kiss that leaves no doubt about who's in charge here. You moan softly into the kiss, arching your back and pressing your body flush against him. He can feel how wet you still are from your earlier orgasm, and it only serves to fuel his desire for you.
His hands wander over your body possessively, palming your breasts through your bra before reaching lower down to stroke along the silky smooth fabric of your panties. Your hips grind against him in perfect sync with his movements, urging him on as he continues to kiss you senseless.
With one final tug, he manages to yank your panties off, revealing your slick folds to the cool air of the room. "Such a wet little slut," he breathes, leaning in to taste you with his tongue before diving back into the kiss. His fingers find their way inside you, thrusting expertly as he presses deeper, seeking that perfect spot.
You cry out, arching your back and grinding against his hand as waves of pleasure wash over you. He can feel how tight you're gripping him through his clothes, the pressure building with every stroke until finally, with a hoarse groan of release, he comes too, filling you up with his seed as your body quakes around him in orgasmic bliss.