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Man In His Image

He is all
I’ve ever
Wanted
Needed
Desired
In a man

Dominant
Strong
Loving
Wise
Educated
Sexy
Spiritual

He completes this
World I live in
Making me realize
He was
The missing element
The whole time

God created
Such a man
In His own image
To create life
To carry on His greatness
To Dominate his world
To spread His love

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Melting Into Us….

Our love 

Takes us to a place

Where we don’t always

Recognize the pace

The height takes hold

Pulsating US into

This existing exciting

New fold

His touch kisses

Every part

That aches for him

My soul hisses

Yes….

That’s what he does

To my senses

Pulls himself into me

We become US

In a consensus

Meeting in the Ladies Room

The room was packed. Everyone was there, the authors, the editors, and the publishers all in one room. She saw him enter the room. His presence commanded her attention and she wanted to go running to him. But he looked at her and nodded his head, fully reading her mind.

He knows her so well, knows that she will shut the world out for him. But tonight she had company, her friend was accompanying her and she knew that Daddy said in public events like this he was her editor. That is the relationship that they show the world. So she was obedient and waited anxiously for him to be close to her.

Eventually he came to the table. She averted her eyes so that James would not see the love in them. Only when she knew she could look at him did she look up.

He spoke, “Good evening Fedora how are you beautiful?”

She looked directly at him and responded, “Lovely Allen, thank you.”

Then added, “This is my friend James. James meet Allen my editor.”

They nodded at each other and shook hands. Clearly she was the center of attention. But she did not fidget nor was she nervous. She commanded both of their attention.

“Thank you for coming out to support us tonight.” Allen said.

“It is my pleasure da.. to support my fellow authors, they were there for me when my book was released.” She responded.

She thought to herself, “Damn I almost called him daddy. Got to get it together.”

She took a breath and continued turning towards James.

“You know my book took off and Allen was instrumental in my success.” she said.

“Yes, I can see that.” James replied.

“You know James shares our craft too.” She said to Allen.

“Really, that is great.” He replied.

“I must greet my other guests. It was nice to meet you and Fedora we will talk soon.”

He kissed her on her hand and was gone so quickly. Her heart was racing, and she felt the butterflies floating around in her stomach. Get it together Fedora, she said to herself.

“You seem close.” James said.

“Yes, we worked very closely when we were publishing the book.” She replied.

They sat there for a few minutes in silence watching the busyness of the room. James saw someone he knew and excused himself to talk to them.

Fedora went to the ladies room. James watched her from across the room. He was talking to the President of the publishing company but his eyes were fixed on her.

As soon as she reached the ladies room door, she felt him. He came behind her and guided her into the ladies room. She didn’t know if there was anyone in there but he blocked them in by holding her against the door.

“Hi Daddy.” She said looking directly into his eyes.

When she gazed into his eyes she could never hide what was inside. He had a way of pulling everything to the surface.

“Hello my goddess, you look delicious tonight.”

Then he put his hand between her legs, he played there until she released the honey that slowly dripped on his fingers. She just stood there waiting, listening, and wanting him to take her right there.

“You got him locked up.” He said.

He dug his fingers in deeper. She let out a sigh and her body responded in ripples.

“I know, Daddy taught me well.” She responded while lifting her leg to give him more access to her juicy lips.

“Make sure you give it to him good tonight.” He told her, while he stuck his thumb in her asshole. She whimpered and closed her eyes. They were silent for the longest moment. He took in the beauty of ecstasy on her face, as her body trembled from his touch. He took his fingers out and put them in her mouth. She licked all of the honey until there was none left.

“When you are with him tonight, straddle him, and think about Daddy.” He commanded.

“Give him the ride of his life, like you were riding Daddy baby.” He continued.

“Yes, Daddy anything to please you.” She replied.

He released her from the door and kissed her. As she turned to walk away he smacked her ass hard. She closed her eyes briefly and felt the honey ooze out of her wet pussy. Then she continued into the ladies room. He was gone as quickly as he came.

Freedom

Just some of my thoughts on.. Freedom

Freedom

The chains broke yesterday…today confirmed. I am free! What does my freedom mean to me? What is freedom?

Being bound is like watching the world exist without you. Everyone seems to be moving except you. You are stuck and can’t seem to catch up.

Being free is like viewing the world as it happens, taking in every second, word, and action. Experiencing things as they occur and anticipating the next round.

I am excited in ways you would never know. My mind is full of energy to create. The words flow. The ideas come fluidly. Action is not too far behind. Decisions come without rashness. Careful consideration is given to all that I encounter.

The road is open and clear. For once I get to take my time and explore things prior to committing. I am a bit selfish as well but damn I deserve it. I turned 50 this year. It’s my turn to receive.  I like my freedom. No, I LOVE my FREEDOM!!

Fedora

Calor – Big D Back with a Passion

I don’t like how I feel.  I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I love myself too much to keep doing this. I need more. But Big D does caress and cuddle me but he does not give much in the way of commitment and consistent companionship. Once a week is the most time I get from him. He is married to his money and not even pussy will deter him from getting it.

I look at myself in the mirror once again. The hazel brown eyes stare back at me soaking in my beauty. I let out a huge sigh.

“This is not what I want.” I said to myself.

“But how do I get more time from Big D?” I say, thinking out loud.

But the bigger question was whether I wanted more time with Big D. We have been doing this same routine now for about three years. In a normal relationship, we would be discussing some type of commitment by now. But I need his dominance. I needed it more when we first met.

I was so lost when we met. I was in full control at work. As CFO, I could not appear weak to my male colleagues. Over the years I proved that I can hold my own in the board room. But my love relationships were another thing. I didn’t want to be in control in my love relationship. But finding someone who would accept me for who I was professionally and still able to embrace my softer side was quite a challenge. Most of the men I met were intimidated by my position and were not able to lead in the relationship because of that. Instead they wanted me to shrink down to accommodate their comfort level.

But Big D was different and he made his intentions clear from the start.

“Baby girl, I am not the type of man who settles down to one woman. If you please me, then I will make you my number one sub, but that is all.” He stated.

She looked at him. Realizing that she desired more she hesitated for a moment. But he had captured her so much in their first encounter that she could not bear the thought of not having more of him. He told me that he could only accept me if I willingly submitted to him. I knew that I wanted him, his protection and his ability to free me sexually. So, I made the only plausible decision.

“I am yours Big D.” She stated.

He was so distracted the last time he was here and he broke our routine coming on a Tuesday night. I have only seen Big D once since his unexpected visit that Tuesday night. His situation blew up rather quickly. He never allows me into the intimate details of his business but I knew enough to know that someone got hurt and things had to change for him. He found out that his partner was indeed stealing money from the business for personal use. The only thing I heard was that the guy was last seen severely beaten and then he disappeared. That was two months ago and no one has seen him since. After the disappearance, Big D poured himself into his business. He did not have time for extracurricular activities, including me. I didn’t take it personally though because I knew my place and knew when it came to his money Big D didn’t play. So, I waited patiently for him to return.

The phone startled me when it rang. I glanced over to look at the screen and saw Big D’s face pop up. I sat up straight in my chair. I was nervous already. Can’t believe after all this time he still has this effect on me. I answered the phone.

“Hello” I said into the receiver.

“Hey baby girl.” The rough voice rumbled through my ear.

“Papi ¿dónde has estado.” I asked him.

“Papi está aquí bebé.” He replied.

“I apologize for not being around baby girl. I have been going through so much and had to focus on my business before everything went under. I missed you though. I couldn’t help but notice the last time we were together that you were a little more clingy than usual. What’s up with that?” He said.

“Oh Daddy I am sorry to hear about the business. I knew you would handle things and turn things around for the better. Yes, I do remember that I was a little clingy. I have been going through some things emotionally. Not sure about what I want anymore. Or need I should say. I always love being submissive to you, but lately it seems like it’s not enough, which surprises me. But Daddy it’s not you. You always take good care of me and give me what I need.” I replied.

“I understand baby girl. You know Daddy is not new to the game of love. You have grown so much. I watched you blossom from that shy, quiet, less confident girl into a beautiful, confident, sexy, woman. A woman’s needs are much different than that of a girl. You need someone to love you for the woman you are now. Someone who will make you their queen.” He said.

Big D’s wisdom is unsurpassed. He always knows what I need before I know I need it, yet he allows me the freedom to explore and find my way. I had grown a lot and didn’t require as much care as I had when we first met. But I always questioned what or how we would part. Was this the end?

“I do want that Daddy. I have feared allowing myself to submit to a man in love for so long. But you have helped me to overcome many of my fears. You have taught me that there is real power in submission and that women who submit are not weak.” I stated.

“That’s right baby girl. Only a real woman who is in touch with her softer side is willing to submit and allow her man to be her strength. I have taught you well. I would like to see you tonight. Be ready around 8 pm.” He said.

“Ok Daddy. Do you want me to wear anything special?” I asked.

“No, I just want to look at you and admire your beauty.” He replied.

“Ok then I will see you at eight Daddy. Love you.” I responded.

“Love you too baby girl.” He said and then the phone disconnected.

I sat there holding the phone for a few minutes. Did Big D just tell me he loved me? Did I hear that right? Big D is not one to dabble in his emotions. What does this mean? Is he going to make me his queen? Oh, boy what do I do now? I have been so wrapped up in this thing with Rico surely I can’t have two men in love with me.

What was I going to wear? I just purchased a new red and white polka dot bra and panty set that looked absolutely divine on me. Daddy was also going to appreciate the fact that I have been taking care of his body.

“Damn I look good!” I said to my reflection in the full-length mirror.

The bell rang promptly at 8 pm. I looked through the hole and there he stood. Tall dark and handsome as hell. I took one last look in the mirror and opened the door. He cut his eyes at me to catch a full glimpse of me as he walked through the door. He scooped me up in his right arm looked me in my eyes and kissed me. Then he held me for such a long time. This was not how he usually greeted me. Finally, he released me and we walked into the family room off the kitchen. He made himself comfortable in his usual spot on the couch, while I got him his beer. Something was different about him.

“You’re beautiful baby girl. You know I love when you keep yourself up.” He said.

“Thank you Daddy. Anything to please you.” I replied.

He turned on the television and watched the news while I sat next to him. He was very quiet and I didn’t know exactly what to make of this new dynamic. By this time, he would be already directing me towards the bedroom or the position that he wanted me in. He kept looking at me and I kept squirming in my seat. There was something different in his eyes. The anticipation was too much to bear. My mind was racing with thoughts. Should I initiate something, perhaps give him some head or wait? Oh, my God this is agonizing. I could feel the sexual tension between us. Why won’t he touch me?

He suddenly got up, stood in front of me, took my hand, and gestured for me to stand. He kissed me and lightly touched me around my waist. He always like to touch me in this spot, although I was always unsure why. I bit him on his ear and allowed my tongue to travel down his neck. Things got heated very quickly from that point. Daddy turned me around so that I was facing away from him. He cupped both of my breasts and squeezed my nipples until I winced while he kissed my neck. The heat rose between my legs and all I could think about was feeling him inside me. His hand found its way inside my panties. He pinched my clit then slipped his middle finger inside me. I winced again as I felt an orgasm release a puddle of wetness on his finger. I know that normally Daddy doesn’t want me to make noise unless he has given me permission but there is something different about this encounter.

Once he felt the gush of wetness on his finger, he used his other hand to completely remove my pants and panties at the same time. He bent me over and put his tongue in my pussy from the back. I thought I was going to topple over but I managed to balance myself by assuming the Sun Salutation Yoga pose I do all the time. I stayed in that position while Daddy ate his dessert. It amazed me what he could do with his tongue and that it reached my clit even in this position. I was about to cum but he would not allow me to. He pulled his tongue back. Lifted me up and placed me on the couch.

I helped him open his pants and he allowed them to drop to his ankles. He didn’t even bother with taking them off.

“I want your lips baby girl.” He said as he knelt in front of me.

He pushed gently to penetrate me. Feeling a little resistance, he pulled back a little, then proceeded.

“Ohhh it is so tight.” He said as he fully engaged my pussy.

He began to stroke me deep and hard. He missed me, damn I missed him. He kissed me while he stroked my pussy. He bit my lip and I winced again. Then he pulled out my nipple from my new bra and began to bite it until I screamed.

“Ahhh Daddy Shit!” I screamed while I was cumming.

He continued biting my nipple and stroking me consistently. All I could think about was how much I missed him. How much I missed this. I allowed him to continue because I wanted this just as much as he did.

Then he pulled out and repositioned me so that he could enter me from behind. The head of dick brushed my clit and made me cum as he attempted to enter me. Then I felt the thickness of him get lost in my wetness. I dug my head down in the cushions to mask the sounds of ecstasy that were escaping from deep inside me. He was pounding me so hard that I came with every move. The walls of my pussy were on fire and responded to every move, every thrust, and every sensation he produced. We continued this way until we both exploded into a simultaneous orgasm. I felt the cum hit the back of my pussy and its warmth produced a flow of peace from deep within me.

I didn’t know what to think about this. It was great but this is not Big D. Daddy doesn’t do passion. What does this mean?