Category: ~ Stories ~


Being a good girl is very important to me. However, annoying Daddy when I know he’s busy is always fun. This is how you do it…

“Come over don’t shower.” I said, and you laughed that sweet sexy laugh… “Ok.”

You entered the hotel room and it was still dark, candle light flickering from the bathroom. I’d picked this particular room because of the large corner bath. The scent of oil and steam in the air. “What’s up?” You said. “Have a bath with me.” I said as I turned and walked away, dropping my towel on the floor and entering the dimly lit room. You followed taking in the sight as i sank into the water. I looked at you questioningly… “Come on.”

Watching you undress I was filled with admiration and desire, so damn sexy, I was always telling you. You stood there and I pointed to the space straight in front of me. Watching you get in I couldn’t help but admire your ass. Damn for a man that ass was sexy. You sat with your back to me and I linked my arms around you. “Not to hot for you?” “No.” You said. I caressed your skin, running my fingers across your back, your shoulders, your chest, your thighs, getting high off of the feel of you. You leant back into me turned just enough that I caught that smile before your lips were on mine. “Plenty of time for that.” I breathed as I reached for a bottle of oil and started giving you a massage. Feeling you relax in the water. My fingers deftly running over your skin. I knew you were hard but stilled the temptation to touch. Moving around the front of You, sending water rippling in waves. I kissed your hand as I took it in mine and you pulled me closer. Kissing your shoulder, your chest, under your chin, your jaw, before finally kissing you deeply giving myself in a kiss and as our kiss deepened I felt a well open within me. No holding back… I broke from the kiss breathless and stood up pulling you with me. The water going cold we’d been in there so long. Handing you a towel I took your hand and we went into the bed room. Dropping my towel I leaned in close breathing you in before kissing you with all the desire I felt, pushing you back onto the bed I kissed down slowly, savouring every part of you as I went lower until I was at your hard hot cock standing proud and needy and wanting…

Leaning over your cock I kissed the tip and watched it bob. Running my fingers down it I started at the bottom of your shaft kissing and sucking until I reached the swollen head. Looking up at you and grinning, I opened my mouth and licked the tip. You growled softly… “No more games kitten.” You said. And in one masterful move you had me pinned to the bed and had yourself on top laying between my legs. The feeling of your hot hard cock digging into me as you looked down. Your eyes searching mine and as if finding what you wanted? You kissed me deeply. Smiling against my lips you entered me. The push against my moist wetness as you spread and filled me. Making me gasp and my breath catch against you…

“Tell me.” You said. “Are you my good little kitten?” “Yes Daddy. Always for you.” I breathed and brought my hips up to meet you. “Good. Then cum for me.” You said looking down. And as I looked into yours eyes and moved in time with you I felt the heat spread over my body, the sparks of pleasure running in a tidal wave across me. Holding you and moaning against you…

“My kitten.” You said. “Now… give me that ass.” And like a good girl? I obeyed…

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….Daddy’s Thoughts….

She sat on the edge, legs dangling over the side looking lost in thought…

“What are you doing?” He asked.

“I’m watching dreams.” She replied.

He walked closer and stood behind her. He looked into the water and saw nothing but the bottom. Trying to think how she did, he looked again and saw nothing but the ripples as the water lapped towards the shore a short distance behind them. Nothing but the current carrying the water along.

“Dreams.” He finally said.

She looked up at him with those big brown eyes he adored and gave an innocent smile.

“Uh huh…”

“Dreams of hope and wonder carried in those ripples.” She smiled once more and he felt that familiar tug deep inside of him.

He held her gaze… “And what do you see now little one?”

She looked deep into his eyes until he felt as though his soul was laid bare. While outwardly showing his cool calm self.

An almost imperceptible change came to her voice, but one he was accustomed to…

“When I look at you?” She breathed… “When I look in your eyes I see sunsets. I see hope. I see my dreams become reality. I see calm.” She cast her eyes down to her hands.

“Calm?” He said. She nodded. How could she see calm in his eyes when she caused an endless conflagration within him. When one look from those deep brown eyes with their dancing black flecks took the breath from him. When that soft smile set him alight. How could she see calm when she made him feel so alive.

She moved until she was on her knees before him. Looked up at him and, (so he felt), read his soul…

“I love you Daddy.” She said simply. Innocently.

And those simple words took his breath away. Made him lost and found at the same time…

He smiled and held out his hand for her to take. “I love you my kitten.

Littles story….

“Tell me a story.” He said.

So she said his name.

He took a sideways glance, “Short story…” He mused.

She smiled. “There was One. But it wasn’t really One. It was missing a slight piece, so it was less than One.”

He look across again, wondering if she would continue.

“It spent it’s life being content to be less than One. Never quite being whole. But the world never noticed. And so One spent life looking whole on the outside but finding it’s self lacking on the inside.”

He was quiet. “That’s quite a sad story.” He finally said.

She looked up at him. “One gave up hope of ever finding the missing piece to make its self complete.”
“But fate and destiny are strange. When one gave up? The missing piece entered Ones life.”

“And does One feel whole now?” He smiled.

“Yes.”
“One is finally complete. No missing piece. One is now whole.”

“You are silly.” He smiled ☺

…Dream time…

Laying in your bed, you in the middle, me one side and Dawn the other. I stretched my hand forward, it was early, so early. The room dark and dark outside. Breathing you in, I gently touched your skin, ran my fingers along it feeling the energy spark up my fingertips. I listened to your Breathing, fast asleep. Making slow circles with the tips of my fingers barely touching your right hip. Feeling the warmth radiate off you in waves… slow oh so slow my make the barest touch of circles downwards… down your thigh to the softest most sensitive of skin under your balls. Not even doing it to annoy You, just taking comfort in gently touching you. You grow hard, I feel your cock twitch, run my fingers along it’s ever growing harder shaft… it moves in my fingers direction. I listen and your breathing hasn’t changed. I don’t want to wake you while you’re so at peace. I get up from the bed quietly so as not to wake either of you. Use the bathroom. As I open the door your standing there…

You push me roughly against the wall, your hands holding my wrists against the wall and you kiss me, long and slow getting the reaction you want. You take my wrist and pin it so they’re both pinned under yours together. Your free hand travels my naked body as you lean further kissing downwards, softly biting my neck and kissing me further. Letting my wrists go you take hold of my breast and suck on my nipple flicking it with your tongue as it grows harder. I stifle a moan. Quiet you breathe, before going back to my hard nipple. Your fingers on the other hand at the front of my soft mound, you part my lips and push a finger inside me feeling just how wet I’ve grown, taking your finger back out you rub my clit before pushing 2 fingers deep inside me and start slowly fucking me with them. You feel it building within me and come away from my now elongated nipple. You kiss me. Smile. Slide your soaking wet fingers out from inside me just before I cum. I mewl in protest. You look me in the eyes as you taste your fingers. Then stick them in my mouth. And I suck them hard. It’s not nice making me horny and then leaving, you say. And you push my shoulders so I fall to my knees. Your cock swollen and hard and throbbing. I look up at you eyes wide in the early light. Well? You say…. I kiss the tip of your hot hard cock and it throbs in my hand jumping up. I look up and see you looking down. Taking your hard cock in my hand i kiss along the hard shaft before taking you into my mouth. You let out a held breath. I can sense it before I feel it… as I pull back before sucking you deep again, your hands come down and into my hair gripping me you thrust your hips forward. No teasing, no games, you want to cum. You fuck my warm wet mouth deeply pushing your hot hard cock deep with every thrust holding me tight you fuck my mouth harder, faster as I feel the shaft of your cock travel across my tongue and suck you hard on every thrust into the warmth of my mouth. I hear your breath catch and get ready, you pause, slow down and then thrust deeply into my mouth as your hot cum spurts into the back of my throat. I swallow all you have to give as you slowly thrust into my mouth a few more times completely emptying yourself into my waiting wet mouth. I suck and swallow you clean. You pull out and let go of my hair. You put out your hand and I take it as you pull me up. You push a hand between my legs and feel the wet that has spread down my thighs. No. You say. You don’t get release. Not this time, you say. Licking the sticky wet from your hand. Next time? You won’t tease and then leave. You say quietly with a laugh. Now… back to bed. You grin.

Yes… the above has atrocious grammar(on purpose), no speech marks, etc… again on purpose. The only purpose was to annoy Daddy at work. But I’m a good girl! I wouldn’t do that… would I…

~ Little ones dream ~

Deep within

the candlelight,

The palest glow

of soft moonlight,

The crackle of undergrowth

under foot,

The Smokey smell 

of earthen soot,

A dilapidated cabin 

in the wood,

Hidden by the trees

for good,

Past the stream where thirst

you slake,

Through the woods 

to ominous lake,

The lake is irregular

long and wide,

With over grown shelter

where wildlife hide,

The snap of a twig

the move of a leaf,

Something unseen

watching beneath,

Across the lake

in moonlight glow,

A golden fawn

and mother doe,

So graceful in

the quiet still,

Watched by majestic stag

with iron will,

Skim across water 

fireflies,

Its almost time

for our goodbyes,

The Moon on his lofty perch

so high,

Has kissed each Star

across the sky,

And now he must go 

to his bed,

The dawn awakes us

from our bed,

Hush little one

open your eyes,

Wave your sleepy dreams

goodbyes,

The sun is out

a brand new day,

For you to smile

laugh and play….


.x.



Part 5

 You stand up and look down. “Want some help up?” You say. My wrists are still bound in the cuffs so I nod silently. “What was that?” You look at me. “Yes please Sir.” I correct myself.
  I’m already on my knees and you slide a hand under my elbow just enough so that as I stand, I keep my balance. You take a step back and watch me. I can’t help but feel so very self conscious under your gaze. You take a step catch the chain between the cuffs and turn walking across the room pulling me with you. You stop after 4 steps and let go. “Trust me.” You say, and the blindfold goes back on. I’ve now no idea what’s next. I feel the pull on the chain again and walk….
   There is something very hard in front of me. Wood. It’s a table I think. I can feel things on it. You tut…. coming up behind me. “No cheating.” You say. I can’t help it, I think you’ve walked away again and I edge my fingers forward slowly and quietly, trying to feel the different things on the table. I’ve got 2 and am just going for the 3rd when I can feel your breath on my skin. I blush deeply as you say…. “So disobedient. Aren’t you kitten.” It’s not even a question. Just a statement. I swallow. Ooooppppppsssss…. I think. You spin me sharply and your hand is gripping my hair before I’ve had time to take a breath. You kiss me and for a moment I’m lost in the kiss thinking your going to let it slide. Oh I’m so wrong…. You pull me sideways and then push backwards. I’m sitting on what I believe is a wooden table. “Feet up, lay down and stretch out.” You say. I do as you command feeling very much on show laying stretched out naked on a table. Your quiet again. I think you’re just watching what’s yours. The thought makes me blush and I feel the heat of the blush spread down me. I was correct as you let out a breath and walk away….
   The music gets louder and my heart starts to beat harder. Your taking away my senses again, just leaving touch. The anticipation is both exciting and scary at the same time. Your back. I’m sure you are. I could move if I wanted, I’m not tied just laying. But I don’t. I feel your fingers at my ankle, then I feel the rope, as it goes around I feel it’s more like para cord. First one, then the other, then up to my already bound wrists…. You lift a wrist, free it from the cuffs, run your finger over the welt in my skin then tie it with the cord before doing the same to the other. I’m now stretched and tied in a cross shape to the table. I flex to see how much I can move. Not much. In fact hardly any at all. My heart is beating so hard and my thoughts are all over. You’re taking your time for this and it’s driving me crazy. At least before you were faster and I had more of an idea of what was going to happen. This time? I think your being slow deliberately and it’s working as it’s winding me up even more….  
   I feel something brush against my skin. Your trailing something up across my belly. It’s tendrils hard and yet giving. As I twig what it is, the sharp dull sting of the flogger hits my nipple and I drag in a breath, that stung! So this is what I’m going to get for being disobedient. You come closer to my ear, “Open your mouth.” A gag! This will teach me I think as the ball gag gets tied tight….
   The flogger comes down harder across my abdomen. I’m completely at your mercy as you alternate between soft flicks and hard hard hits. My body is singing with heat as the strands of the flogger hit my skin again and again. You take your time, I can feel the patterns your making and know that my skin is rising in red welts. I moan against the gag and you stop for a second. “Ok?” You ask above the music. I nod. I’m not going to remind you that I dislike lots of pain, and I’m definitely not going to give you the satisfaction of winning. I’m far to stubborn for that! You resume alternating soft and hard licks across my body, your driving me out of my mind and yes! I totally get it. I won’t touch!! I would agree to anything right now, my skin is on fire. You move again start soft flicks up the inside of my thighs. It’s only just occurred to me that I’m wet. Very wet. Noticeably wet. You’ve obviously seen just how wet. You rub the flogger against me and I clench. G*D I need you so bad. I need to feel you inside me. I would give anything just to have your cock buried deep within me, fucking me slowly letting it build until I’m begging you to fuck me harder. Again I know I’m not going to get my wish…. You pull the flogger away, I can feel it wet against me. You flick it against me softly and I can’t wriggle away. It hits my clit again and again and there’s nothing I can do but take it. I’m moaning against the gag I’ve completely lost my hold on everything. I need the orgasm so bad. I’m so close to tipping over, just once more and I’m going to crash down in a glorious orgasm but? You stop. I can’t believe it! You’ve stopped! The music volume goes down. You walk back over to me. Amusement in your voice… “Want to cum kitten?”
   “Tell me…. do you need to cum badly kitten?” I want to swear at you. You know I do!! This is so unfair. I get it now. Orgasm denial. You turn serious. “Now? You will obey me won’t you kitten.”  Again it’s not even a question. Just a fact. I think you know I’d sign my soul over to you if I could. You loosen the gag and take it off. “Remember? No talking. You don’t have permission.” You lean over and kiss me, once again fucking my mouth with your tongue. You know exactly what your doing and I want to tell you your being so unfair. I need this orgasm! I get it. Lesson learned. I won’t touch anything without your say so. You pull back from my lips and I growl at the loss. “Kittens don’t growl.” You muse, and you turn a walk away….

.x.

~ Elements…. ~

 

you’ve got 20 minutes to make up a story as you go along. Expectant child in front of you, what can you do?

 

“Tell me a story.” The little girl said, as I sat myself down at the end of her bed. “Which book would you like.” I said with a smile, “No. Make me a story. You haven’t done that in a while.” “Okay and just what, is this story to be about?”  “Elements, ELEMENTS!” The little girl did shout. (She meant Earth,Fire,Wind,Water.) “So lay down little Princess, lay down in your bed. Stretch, yawn deeply, snuggle down, rest your body, rest your head….”

“Elements, Elements. Elements….” I said….

 

“I’m hot.” Said Fire dancing around “And I’m so much more deadly than you.”

“From such a teeny tiny spark, I cause utter carnage, I burn everything right through.”

“Pish posh!” Said Water with a mighty roar. “I can turn you in to nothing but steam.”

“You wouldn’t.” Said Fire.

“I would, I would.”

“You wouldn’t, cuz that would be mean.”

“I’m the most deadly.” Said water with a gurgle. “When people see me they shout.”

“I can engulf buildings, rip up trees.” “And wash cars, boats,lorries away, I can even put you out!”

Wind, who had been quiet, then piped up. “Neither of you are as deadly as me.”And with a deep breath and a crashing big woosh, he pushed Water onto Fire and put him out. Then pushed Waters tide out as far as he could see.

“See the two of you squibbly squabbalers, I’m the most powerful element that can be.”

Now earth, who did not talk very much, and who listened to all around.

He shifted his plates so very very high, to tower above the ground.

He looked at Wind and Fire and Sea(Water),

and although individual, saw what they could be.

He spoke with a voice both old and wise as he called, “Come here, Wind, Water, Fire all three.”

“Do you not understand, have you no idea, if we work together how strong we could be?”

“We are the elements, we bring death, we bring life.”

“We help feed every man and his child and his wife.”

“We were here so long ago and we will always be around.”

“From the Wind in the sky to the Fire, Water and me the Ground.”

Wind hovered, Fire glowed, Water sat so close to shore.

And for once they all agreed. No one was more deadly as all four….

 

 

“Now now little Princess, it’s time for your bed. One more cuddle for you tightly, A kiss dropped on your head.”

One more smile for you, as I walk out the door. ” I love you mummy.” “And I love you more….”

 

.x.

 

~ The text…. ~

Snow flake kisses

barest earth,

hard cold frost

signals winters rebirth,

A fleeting memory of the autumn

gone by,

As the hail sleet snow

it falls from the sky,

The wind rushes down the streets

it kicks up such a mess,

But over fields and through trees

is where its heard the best,

The train streams

over the tracks,

A series of loud

clickety-clacks,

Most strangers on board

oblivious to the snow,

Some nearing journeys end

others still so far to go,

The snow is thicker and its heavier

the wind drives it along,

Long train it keeps on going

its heavy fast and strong,

The wind shrieks down the tracks to the farmyard 

it howls around the barn,

Old wool jumper left on a peg

the wind rips at its yarn,

Barnyard icy muddy

slush,

The snow the range rover tyres

crush,

Snow falls heavier

on the windscreen,

The train pushes 

along unseen,

The farmer jumps out to open

the level crossings big gate,

Looks both ways up the track

jumps in his car but still he does hesitate, 

Puts the big car in gear then a text from his wife

we need nappies go careful please don’t be back late,

He looks up big train whooshes by

looks like that text was fate,

Over the now empty tracks

he’s more cautious as he goes on his way,

And that is where we leave him

as night takes over this day,

The big train carries on

forever on wards through the snow,

Through empty abandoned stations

it still has far to go,

Huge flakes fall past the windows

to the passengers their unseen,

Unknowing to the accident

that could have just been,

The lights of the train just seen

an eerie echoed glow,

The train just pushing forward

on tracks covered by the snow….

.x.

Entertaining my children and….

 

…. calling my cousin dowally for hunting dragons! It’s not finished and will be continued, just a lickle bit of fun. Inspired by the….

(Septimus Heap Series) by Angie Sage

When Matthew awoke that morning, he knew today was going to be the most important day of his life. Today he was going to do what all apprentice wizards do after they turn 14…. Today Matthew was going on his quest for a dragon!

Matthew got dressed in his purple robes as fast as he could, he never got tired of examing the intricate gold thread that wove this way and that across the sleeves and hem, and then down the long flowing sides of his heavy cape. He raced down the stairs jumping over the sleeping  owl that was perched on a chair at the bottom, and stood before the great doors to The Masters study.

” You may enter “. Said a loud voice as Matthew took his hand away from the door. Matthew turned the great door handle with two clicks of his fingers, ( a trick Albert had taught him ). As he entered, it never failed to amaze Matthew just how magnificent The Masters study was. Three walls were lined four stories high with every book you could imagine. The fourth wall had three-arched shaped windows facing the north. In the center was a long table and just in front of the windows was the masters huge ebony desk.

The Master stood at his desk watching Matthew walk across the room, he was called The Master by everyone and he was so old now that only the ghosts knew his real name, even The Master had forgotten.  ” Here is your quest”. Said The Master, handing  Matthew an ivory envelope with silver thread.  “I will see you when you return “. “And remember you only have two days to complete your quest”.  The Master smiled at Matthew ” Good luck and may time be on your side “.

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

 

Well thats what our new bedtime story is about and thats how far I’ve got. I always add lots of actions ( like a play).  Just that little bit took nearly an hour ( yeah seriously!), and even my eldest 2 stood at the door to listen, this story is being told to a 10, 9, and 6 yr old.

I hope your all having a good morning/day/evening/night where-ever you are at the end of the wire. Hugs ALL.x.

~ Dusk…. ~

Gossamer wings

fly in the dusky light,

The sun is setting

it s orange glow brightens the night,

At the edge colours pink

purple gray blue,

Which bleeds into the darker

the night coming through,

The gossamer wings

they dance and they twirl,

Then to close to a candle

they burn and they curl,

The long grass casts black shadows

on the patio stones,

And the stars twinkle out

in the sky from their zones,

The moon rises up

so high in the sky,

Bids the night awakening world

a sleepy time hi,

The wind blows a symphony

of night crawlers and frogs,

The trees take on life

joined by a howl from two dogs,

Two men stand by a bonfire

burning rubbish from the day,

Two women bring them tea

and sandwiches on a tray,

The smoke from the fire

fly’s into the night,

Distracting an owl

in hunters flight,

The gossamer wings

now embers curled on the floor,

And intrude on this night

we will do no more….

 

.x.

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