I made it clear to Nikki that if she wanted to play as my submissive she would have no say in the matter, that her only option was her total acceptanc... of my desires. Nikki openly ceded her body over to me, to be used at my discretion. "Yes sir," Nikki said.Nikki spoke in the accepted manner of a submissive. That wasn't good enough for me. I added a twist to our newfound perversion."No," I told her. "You won't call me sir. You will answer to daddy." Yes daddy," Nikki obeyed."Good girl. . It wasnt just torture for me. He wanted this as much as I did. How could something so wrong and so bad feel so fucking good. He grabbed me up off the bed and sat me down on his lap facing him. It was like we use to sit when I was a little girl, only now he was inside me bouncing me on his dick not like a litte girl anymore. He grabbed my ass and bounced it up and down over and over sending shooting sensations of pleasure all of my body. I cried from the shame. I liked it so much and it was so. If you can say one thing about my girlfriend you got to say she had beautiful tits. Everything else is ok but those tits were just heaven.I sat up straight as she welded the scissors and comb about until there was a big pile of clipping on the floor."Tell you what," I said with out moving my head, "from now on you're always going to cut my hair like this." Oh yeah," she said with a giggle, "in your dreams." No, I'm serious," I said.A few weeks later she offered to cut my hair again and I agreed. The whole time she was getting dressed, we kept the conversation going. After she was dressed, we went down to the restaurant. It was finally time. I felt her hand move onto my leg, just above my knee. I took it in mine and moved it up to my pocket. I had cut out a hole the fabric beforehand so she had access to my balls. Gently massaging them with her fingers, my dick became harder than it had been all day. I spread my legs open further and her hand slipped lower. I felt one finger pushing.