After weeks of edging and denial,
you begged and pleaded for an orgasm.
The things you said you would do,
honestly, some shocked even Me.
Finally though, I’m granting you what you wanted,
and now your begging Me to stop?
Now girl, you know the rules.
One orgasm for each day of denial.
I’ll be listening to you scream for a good while longer still….
Wow, this is doing a lot of things to my nethers.
Bound. Plug. Wand. Yes.
I want a plug like that!!!
Yes yes yez yes yesss
Welcome to My dungeon.
Now I’m feeling all rope deprived and shit. (I go through phases of obsession, in case my blog thus far has not been an indication of this.)
It arouses me when you struggle.
Not with me, no… that fight was long since lost… but it arouses me when you struggle with yourself. When your shyness, when that little girl inside you, can’t believe what a wanton slut you are being for your daddy. When that dripping lovely cunt of yours scream for my attention even as you’re trying to make yourself crawl away…
Because good girls don’t like this kind of thing, right? Good girls don’t let their daddy touch them like that, and if they do… good girls certainly don’t like it, do they? They don’t moan and groan and hump back at me and cum for daddy, every single time, over and over again… They don’t cum for daddy in a singular explosion of surrender to the confusion that I push them through.
But you do. And to help you, sometimes I tie you up. Sometimes I force you, so that you can be my good little girl, and my naughty little wanton slut, all in one. Daddy gets what daddy wants, after all.
It’s not your fault you like it. Daddy is just very, very good at what he does…
It’s not your fault you will cum for your daddy. You tried. You struggled.
Daddy just didn’t play fair.
Holy fuck.
The camera pans around her, allowing the viewers to linger on her naked, taut body. Kidnapped for the pleasure of everyone watching online, she will find no mercy here. The muffled screams are heard only by the viewers of this cruel display.
Unable to move her limbs or move the unforgiving vibrator away at all, her only ability is to shudder and clench every muscle, feeling every orgasm tear her further away from the hope of release.
Left alone with the automated camera, there is no sign of compassion for her to cling to, and even if there is any mercy in the viewers, it is not being shown, as the chime of another donation being sent to the website is heard.
The sound delights the viewers, who all know exactly what it means. Each donation adds more time onto how long the girl will be kept like this, how much longer she will suffer the vibrators wraith.
She has no idea how much longer it will last.
Again, another donation… another hour of torment….
…It will be a long, long night.
Oh fucking yes.
Yeeep, this is how bondage leaves me, nigh immediately.
Where do you think YOU’RE going?
If you give me an opening to get away, I’ll take it. (So you can wrestle me back again.)
