“Bonobs” I say slowly, my eyes set on the stain from my wall, is it getting bigger?
“Bonobs?” He asks, not sure where the conversation is going “what about them?”
I turn around and put the phone onto my other ear “They are the most sexual primates. Surprisingly their sexuality is pretty similar to ours. Scientists have been studying them for years trying to figure out the importance of sexuality in human behavior”
From the other side of the line he laughs and lets out a sigh “Hard study day, was it baby girl?”
“Human Evolution, I have an exam coming up” I chuckle and smile lightly. “I wish a was a bonob, they fix all social issues with sex, even between males”
“We can be bonobs together” He suggests with a cheeky tone “Or we can put your studies into practice”
My head shakes, for some reason the whole monkey talk has got me horny already “What have you got in mind?”
Heave breathing on the other side “Do you remember the position I told you?”
I nod, though of course he can’t see me, I always seem to forget that. We’ve been practicing the position for a few days now. I quickly stand up while putting my phone on speaker. “Okay”
“Okay what?” His voice getting stronger “Don’t you get disrespectful with me now”
“Yes, Daddy” I correct myself whilst taking my clothes off.
It’s late night already here so I’m on my pajamas, an old white shirt and some tiny red shorts that barely cover my butt. Shirt comes off first, then the shorts fall softly onto the ground. I play with my panties for a while, doubting. I still can’t believe myself, obeying some stranger on the phone, doing all this weird stuff. Biting my lower lip takes me back to the day a met him, funny thing what one can find wandering online. Perhaps it was meant to be, because the more I read about, the more I liked it. Even thinking about it would bring a sense of joy between my thighs, making a shiver run down my spine.
“Are you ready yet?”
His voice brings me back to earth. “Almost” I reply taking off the remaining piece of clothing. Slowly I take my knees to the floor and spread them a little bit, just enough to place my hand between my thighs. “I’m ready, Daddy”
“Good girl” He answers and I hear something moving around, maybe some furniture? Questions of that kind aren’t allowed during play time so I just keep quiet. “Now, have you played with yourself today?”
“No, Daddy”
A sigh comes from the other side of the line “Can I trust you?”
“Yes, Daddy”
“Can you trust me?”
My eyes roll “Yes. How many times do we have to go through this?”
“As many times as I tell you to” His voice is cold as ice “Now cut it off with the sass”
“Fine” I reply between gasps.
“Get the hairbrush” He commands.
My eyes open wide “But…”
“I said: get the hairbrush”
I stand up and rush myself to the bathroom. Of course I didn’t have any toys when we started with this so we had to improvise something. I had a set of old hairbrushes I barely use – curly hair and hairbrushes don’t really get on well. One of them was pretty similar to a palette so it was the spanking brush, the other one could be used as a regular dildo. I hesitated, which one was I supposed to grab? Apparently asking wasn´t an option, so I just grabbed them both and run back to the bedroom.
Seemed like he could hear me walk into the room, because the minute I my feet crossed the door he started talking again.
“Now, on your knees. Count with me”
Well, that was easy, counting means spanking brush, always. “How many times?”
“Ten, for now”
He kept saying I was still in training, so he was going to keep it “gentle”, whatever that meant. So far spanking was the only thing we had done and he also taught me some rope knots but we haven’t put that into practice, yet.
Hesitantly I assume position, knees against the cold floor, elbows on the bed. I grab the hairbrush with my left hand; it rises up in the air and falls strongly onto my butt cheeks.
“One”
“Harder” He demands.
I bite my lower lip and get a firm grip of the brush. This time it bursts in my flesh faster “Two”
“Good, keep that rhythm”
The brush keeps flying in the air and crashing against my cheeks. At first the pain is bearable. I count out loud and try to focus on his voice. It’s almost like a puzzle; he rarely lets out a groan or any noise that can give me a hint if he’s actually enjoying any of this.
“Three. Four” The pain starts to show in my voice but I keep the phase, just as he told me to. “Five. Six”
“You’re doing good princess, keep going”
Oh, that word. A sudden shiver makes my legs tremble, heath gathering between my thighs. “Thank you, Daddy”
“What was daddy baby girl?” I hit a note; I can tell by the sudden interested tone“What did you say?”
“I said: thank you, Daddy” My voice shakes a little; it’s getting really hard to ignore the feeling under my belly at this point.
“That’s a good girl” His voice is gentle and soft “Do you like it when I make you spank yourself for me princess?”
God dammit, that word again. “Yes, Daddy…. I… I love it”
“Do you princess?” I can almost picture his smirk from the other side of the phone “I never told you to stop the spanking”
“Sorry, Daddy” I say and up goes the brush once again.
“Count!” He yells at me and it feels like heaven.
“Seven” I reply, moving my thighs, gently rubbing them, secretly pleasuring myself. For some reason that gives my hand a strength within me I didn’t know I had “Eight”
“Louder, I want your neighbors to hear”
My butt cheeks begin itching from all the spanking, I feel the heat coming out of the skin. For a reason I don’t quite understand yet that brings me an immense sense of lust. I keep moving my thighs, sensing the wetness between them “Nine!”
“That’s it, baby girl” He chuckles lightly “Let them hear, let them know how bad girls get punished”
“Daddy, please”
“Please what slut?” The previous sweetness is long gone now; his voice reveals some sort of bestiality I crave to experience firsthand.
I gasp “Please Daddy, can I play with myself?”
“Not until I’m done punishing you” He says with a steady voice “Now, finish”
My eyes close and I lift up the brush one more time. It flies in the air and lands firmly on my already swollen butt cheeks “Ten” I say with relieve whilst throwing the brush on the floor, sinking my head in the blanket.
“Good girl” He whispers in my year “That’s a good princess. Now, listen to me”
I nod, still aware he can’t see me.
“Take your hand and rub it gently between your thighs” He demands in a steady voice “Tell me, how does that feel?”
“Wet” I reply with a shy chuckle as I obey. “Very wet, Daddy”
He groans, Jesus that has to be the sexiest sound in the world. A shiver comes down my spine. “Uhm, my wet little slut. Do you want to play with yourself?”
“Yes” My voice comes out a little more desperate than I want it to. I swallow “Yes, please Daddy”
“Okay, I guess you earned it “He teases. “Now, spread your legs wide open for me and expose your clit baby girl. Take one finger and start rubbing it gently”
Slowly my fingers traces the path down my stomach and between my legs, I wander a little until I find my clit, swollen and slippery.
“How does that feel princess?”
A soft moan comes out of my mouth “It feels great Daddy”
“Good, keep going baby”
I do as he commands, starting off gently, slowly caressing my clit. My body relaxes as the joy gathers. I keep that phase for a little but it escalates quickly. My hand gets faster and faster, the soft moans become loud gasps. I close my eyes and enjoy the pleasure. “D-Daddy”
“Yes, princess keep going”
“I want to finger myself” I admit between groans “P-please” Ops, almost forgot that part.
He laughs kindly “Yes princess, you may finger yourself. But remember, don’t cum until I say so”
“Yes, Daddy”
“And princess” He interrupts me “Star with two fingers”
I swallow “Okay, Daddy”
A little afraid I place the tip of my index finger right on my pussy lips, I let them rest there, gently going up and down, letting them get to know each other. Eventually I take a deep breath and bring the other finger, my eyes close and in they go.
“Ahhhh” I moan uncontrollably
“You like that princess?”
It takes me a couple minutes to reply, I’m too focused on my fingers and the pleasure running up and down my body “Yes, Daddy. I love it”
“Love it, huh?” He sounds pleased “You love being Daddy’s little slut?”
“Mhmm” For some reason the combination princess/slut seems to be a killer for me. “Yes, Daddy. I love it”
“Go faster baby. Imagine is me fucking you”
Done. As easy as it sounds my mind wonders to some lusty corners. “Do you want to fuck me Daddy?”
“Oh, you have no idea baby girl” Now he’s moaning too. Is he playing with himself too? I’m too afraid to ask, but I convince myself that he is “When you moan like that princess I just want to slide my hard, throbbing cock inside of that pretty pussy of yours”
“Uh, Daddy” My fingers are going hectic, in and out, in and out. I forget about my neighbors and start groaning at loud, at the top of my lungs. “Do you like fucking me Daddy?”
Gasp. “I love it, I love taking my little slutty princess. Do you like taking Daddy’s dick baby?”
Oh, boy. If he only knew how many dreams I have had about it. How many nights have I fallen asleep to the thought of his shaft inside of me. His strong arms around me, pulling me down and forcing my petite body to take his full length. “Yeah, I love it Daddy”
“Are you going to take Daddy’s cum princess?”
“Yes! yes Daddy please!” I beg, completely out of control, suddenly not caring about the humiliation anymore. I want him, I want his cum and I want it now.
I press my hand between my thighs and take my finger deeper and deeper with each thrust. I feel the adrenaline running through my body. My other hand making a fist, eyes closed and head sunk in the pillow.
“Daddy” I whimper “Daddy can I cum?”
“What’s that?” He teases “You can to cum princess?”
“P-please”
A chuckle comes through the line “Beg for it. I want to hear you begging for it like that dirty whore you are”
Ugh, this whole edging thing was so frustrating, I was certainly not used to restringing my pleasure. But at the same time there was something enticing about it, the idea of being under someone else’s control, under their mercy.
“Yes, Daddy I’m your little cum whore” I said between moans “Please Daddy let your dirty slut cum. Please”
I swear I could see him smirking again “Good girl, cum for Daddy princess”
And just like that my hand went crazy between my soaking wet thighs. I groaned, screamed and whimpered as the pleasure took control over my body. “I’m cumming Daddy” I yelled whilst my back arched and my whole self shivered with pleasure. “I’m cumming…. “I whispered