.” I managed before he inserted another finger. My hips rose up to meet his thrust. “You must have fantasized about this a lot, huh baby? You want...to be Daddy’s slut.” He said. My mind was racing as a new wave of wetness flooded my already soaked cunt. Yes, yes, this is exactly what I wanted. My dark desires coming true. “Yes Daddy, make me your slut.” Rising up to get undressed I saw his body, all muscle and tan skin, and his cock. My mouth still waters when I think of it. “Stand up.” He said.. To me, the kinks were not related. How can jailing one's cock haveanything to do with, say, wearing a bra. But Mary-Anne said it was allpart of the same submission, the same surrender of will. I wore theoutfits because she deemed that I would. I wore lipstick because shefelt it helped to emasculate me. No one could see that I had a butt plugin my rear, but I knew. And she knew.When the sun came, and the cock crowed, I would be behind the lock onceagain.And, there in our bed, a tear rolled down. Can you tell me what the problem is?”“I am just not sure of your intentions as I haven’t had to fight off ‘octopus arms’ from you. I now understand why. TC, you are an honorable man, and I would very much like to be your exclusive. If I can be a little childish, I want to be your girlfriend.”I was surprised and pleased. I took her hands and kissed both palms. “You have made a happy man. I can see us in a very serious relationship.”We continued together and about a month after the mall. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter and wanted to have him soon.His hand moved lower and then up my skirt and found I was not wearing even a tiny thong. He smiled and then he slowly moved his fingers back and forth teasing me as I started to grind against him. Then without warning he thrust two of his fingers deep inside between my wet pussy lips, as I gasped with pleasure.He started moving his fingers faster and faster and I could feel myself about to cum but then the handsome guy.