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Slipping back into the room, he saw that she was asleep on her stomach, snoring slightly. The lights had been dimmed earlier, but knowing that the restraint system was in place he wasn’t worried.
Moving to the side of the bed without making a noise, he stood there for a moment gazing down at the sleeping form in the bed. The cat tail he’d put in her ass earlier was still attached, the cat ears still on her head, but slightly askew. Beneath her hair he could see the collar he’d put on her earlier that evening.
Her breaths were even and slow, her eyes moving behind her lids. With care, he took one of her hands and extended it toward the edge of the bed. Looking at her to gauge if she’d wake, he saw her breaths still even, and attached her wrist the restraint.
Attaching her foot to the other restraint he quickly did the other hand and foot, admiring how stretched out she was. There was a little slack left on the feet restraints, but not enough so that she could flail around when he started.
Running a hand down her back to her ass, he stroked the tail first then moved on to her ass, touching the soft skin beneath his hand. Her skin was cool from the air conditioner, and there were the beginnings of goose bumps appearing on her skin. She’d wake soon enough, probably when she moved around to look for a blanket. With one last glance at the body on the bed, he moved over to the dresser in the room, taking out the riding crop that had been purchased not long ago.
Looking around the room, he took one of the chairs sitting in the corner, and slid it over to the side of the bed where he could watch her sleep, and eventually wake up.
Sitting down in the chair, he sat back, watching her all the time swishing the crop up and down. In time, she started to stir. First her legs moved and when they met resistance, her hands followed behind. Fingers stretched out feeling around, she found the restraints, and her head looked up.
Blinking she looked around and moved her head to the other side, seeing him in the chair, and gave him a smile. Once she saw him her breathing had slowed, yet she didn’t say anything to him just watched him from her place on the bed.
“Well kitten, since we’ve done one of your fantasies, it’s time for one of Daddy’s.” His voice floated above her and she closed her eyes from the sound of his voice. It always had a calming quality to it, but what about it she couldn’t place. Not that it mattered really, just hearing him was enough.
Laying her head down on the bed, she closed her eyes. “You’d better keep those eyes closed babyslut, else I’ll have to blind fold you.”
“Alright Daddy,” her voice replied softly.
“Perfect little one,”
Running the crop over her ass he moved down toward her thighs, stroking around. He noticed then her shiver, and he smiled to himself. The anticipation was high for both of them. She wanted nothing more than to please her Daddy, and he wanted nothing more than to see how pink her skin got.
Starting off at a slow pace, he hit her bottom, watching her carefully. Not even a flinch or moan came from her and he repeated this several times over her ass and thighs. He didn’t have to wait long before she started wiggling her ass, as she always does when she’s aroused, and he smiled to himself. With a flick of his wrist he moved the crop from between her legs, rubbing her pussy, and hearing a little whimper from below him.
“Poor little babyslut,” He said with a smile in his voice. “Though this time I’m afraid you won’t get what you want until I do.”
Bringing the crop up to his nose he smelled leather, and her own essence.
“My my, you are a little slut aren’t you?”
Flicking the crop again down on her ass a few times, and then sliding it between her legs, he moved to the side of the bed. A few quick slaps across his brand new pussy, harder than before.
Moaning, she moved her hips again, but not enough to matter. Every few moments he’d slap her pussy with the crop only causing her to moan a little louder than before. Moving along her ass to her thighs and back, her skin was getting quite pink, her breathing fast and deep.
Her hands were clenched, and her toes were curled just a little. Running a finger down her ass crack to her pussy, feeling how wet she was. All for him.
“So wet for me pet,” He said as he placed the crop to the side.
Moving his head to the side, trying to decide what to do, absently he fists his cock slowly.
At the end of the bed he moved in between her spread thighs running his hand slowly from her calves to her ass, one hand on each leg. Grasping the tail, he pulled it out a bit exposing the plug settled inside her. There was no need to remove it, but the moaning coming from his pet wasn’t something he’d turn down.
Making sure the tail was away from her ass, he brought his hand down softly at first spanking her. Increasing the pressure he put on her ass, he pulled her cheeks apart, listening to her breathing. She wasn’t distressed in anyway, merely aroused.
Cupping her pussy in his hands he looked up at her, not that she could see him but it didn’t matter then.
“Whose pussy is this?” He asked her moving two fingers inside her pussy slowly teasing her.
Her breath hitched before she answered. “It’s your pussy Daddy.” Moaning, she moved her head to the other side. “Daddy please?”
“What’s wrong pet?” He asked his voice full of amusement.
“Daddy, please I need you.” She was desperate, but not quite enough yet.
“What do you need from Daddy?”
She was starting to squirm around more, and in answer he spanked her, the sound resonating off the walls.
“Stop moving and tell Daddy what you need!”
“Daddy, please fuck me.” Her voice hadn’t gone up in volume, but there was desperation there.
Lifting up her hips he thrust inside her giving her no warning. Biting her lip moaning her eyes still closed, and then she moved her ass a little. Keeping a steady pace, enjoying the feeling of her tight pussy around his cock, wet and warm.
There in front of his eyes was the tail moving from side to side along with his movements. Grabbing on to the base, he moved it in and out of her ass, feeling it move against his cock, increasing the pleasure for both of them.
Both moaning at the sensation, both feeling their orgasm coming on, he gabbed on to her hips harder, and started plowing into her pussy. He felt the beginning of her orgasm around his cock and was too lost in the feeling to tell her to stop.
“That’s right babycunt, cum on Daddy’s cock like a good little slut.”
Moving faster and harder inside her, keeping a harsh pace, his balls contracted and he exploded inside her pussy. The last vestiges of her orgasm were still moving around him, as he came down himself.
“Such a good little kitten.” His voice rough, running a hand up her back and into her hair feeling the collar around her neck grasping onto it.
Slipping out of her pussy, he let her out of her restraints and lay down next to her, kissing her on the forehead holding her close.
“My Daddy,” he heard her voice from beneath him.
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