RJW

Author's Note: Wrote this for a friend in exchange for something that is none of your business :P Haven’t done a huge amount of Daddy/Little play so if some bits are off feel free to let me know. Hope you enjoy. RJW Amber lay on the bed that had been her world for the past hour, nothing occurring beyond the 4 edges of that mattress could possibly matter. Nothing other than his hands working their way across her body, nothing other than his kisses up the inside of her thighs, nothing other than the feel of his hair in between her fingers as his mouth worked magic in between her leg and she whispered ‘oh daddy please’ again and again. Now he lay above her his hands either side of her face, the cock she worshipped and loved so much pushing in and out of her while his mouth worked its way down her neck to her nipples. ...

Author's Note: Wrote this because of a conversation I had with someone who messaged me about a previous story, talking about it really got me back into writing, so if anyone else wants to have a chat about this story or anything else I’d love that so drop me an email Hope to write more parts to this at some point, Enjoy!! Part One Something had to change. The reports of rapes at the university were at an all time high. Too much alcohol, drugs or a combination of both created large amounts of vulnerable students, both men and women being raped, beaten and generally abused. So, the board came up with the P.S.P, the Public Slut Programme. The idea being volunteers would be available to sate the carnal desires of students. With the recent financial crisis, the incentive of having all student loans paid for by the university was seen as a worthy incentive. And it was enough to perk the interest of Rachel, she had been trying to save for her degree for three years but no matter how hard she worked or how frugal she as the money always seemed to find a way to slip away. She had always enjoyed sex more than her friends and often found herself out to the late hours of the morning wearing something slutty looking for someone to keep her entertained for a few hours. She realised that her classmates would probably not like her and call her a whore but she knew it would be worth it, it’s the only way she was going to get her degree. She thought about the idea of having sex with strangers and was surprised how eager she actually was. So, she decided it was a win win, she’d get her degree setting herself up for the rest of her life and she’d get to indulge her increasingly large sexual appetite. ...

Author's Note: Just the start of something I hope to take much further, let me know what you think. R Part One - Friday 5ft 6", 9 stone, the pitch black hair that usually hung to just below her shoulder blades was currently in a ponytail sticking out the top of a tight leather hood which fit her flawlessly. A bulge where you would guess her mouth to be confirmed the presence of her least favourite ball gag, a two and a half inch hard rubber ball that kept her mouth uncomfortably wide open. A series of black leather straps, two running along her cheeks buckling behind her head, and another under her chin with two from either side of her mouth joining above her nose and running along the top of her head, held the ball deep in her mouth. Underneath the form fitting hood was a pair of gorgeous brown eyes that were almost impossible to put a blindfold over, some similarly delicious cheek bones and a subtly angled jawline that was just as sexy in public as it was stretched out by a gag. ...

Author's Note: This was written for someone on fetlife hence the perspective but ended up being significantly longer than I thought it would be so posting it on here as well. Already have plans on how I will continue this with at least another 3-4 parts so hope all enjoy. Part 1 Just after midday your phone buzzes, the unexpected message tells you that something will be delivered shortly, that you are to wear it and be ready for 5pm. The next hour seems to pass slower than a full day as your brain runs in circles trying to deduce what the package could contain. You try and distract yourself with tv and your phone but it’s hopeless. Your mind has made you a prisoner to the unknown cardboard boxes. Finally there is a knock at the door and you rush to collect the collection of boxes. Opening the largest first, you see inside the folds of black material, with just the subtlest hint of shine to it. You pull out what you now realise is a dress. Holding it in front of yourself and examining it in the mirror you see that it’ll leave your shoulders bare and give a fair view of your cleavage, it’s short but not slutty short, ending half way down your thigh. The beautiful tight material will make you look sexy but classy, the other 2 boxes contain high black heels and a set of delicate but intricate panties, black and sliver straps wound together to circle between your legs and around you. The final small box you open slowly savouring the last moment of wild guessing as to its content. The lid lifts to reveal 2 red silicone balls the size of ping pong balls, a seconds confusion is removed as you recognise the marketing leaflet inside the box as one from a high end sex shop. Your confusion is quickly replaced with a hot blush as you know they will be inside you for the evening. ...