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sansshame: 

I’ve been meaning to write up the events of our last party. The one Heart talked about here and here; specifically about this.

I decided that it was the better to have the girl who was on the receiving end of things to write about it and tell you all what it was like for me to do the things to her that I had threatened to do.

So I asked Tia, and she did not disappoint.

Kitten to whom she refers a few times is someone we both know, play with, and are very protective over. She is young but definitely not inexperienced. She comes off as very, very innocent — almost angelic which surprises other guests when they see her openness, proclivity for kinks, and tolerance for pain.

Lynn is a girl that was introduced to me by a close girl friend, Erica. They had met off OKCupid, wanting to explore their bi side and date other girls. Lynn expressed that she had been wanting to explore open relationships, go to sex parties, and play with other pretty girls. Of course Erica said that we should meet and that she should come to my party. This was Lynn’s first party ever. Since then the three of us hang out often and have all becomes very close.

This is what happened as told by the lovely Tia. 

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He kept telling us that he would tie us up.

Kept teasing us with the promise of rope.

He’d threatened us enough times now that we had come to think of these as enticing little stories to keep us wet in the panties; not that he needed the extra help.

He had told Kitten that he would tie her up at a sex club, and that he’d leave her there, legs spread open and helpless for everyone to look at and use as they saw fit.

For me, he reserved another kind of fantasy, one that he would growl into my ear as he fucked me from behind, face pushed down into a pillow, unable to answer back. “I’m going to tie you up to that chair”, he’d say. “I’m going to tie you to that chair and blindfold you. And then I’m going to leave you there.” He’d thrust harder and push my face deeper into the pillow so that I could hardly breathe. “I’m going to leave you there, all alone in the corner, because you are mine, and I can do what I want with you. And I love you and you know I will keep you safe. And then I’m going to come back and I’m going to fuck you with the blindfold still on, and come inside you. And then I’m going to leave you sitting there again, dripping full of my cum, Daddy’s little cockwhore.”

He’d grab my hair and pull it back in his fist. “Isn’t that right princess?” And I wouldn’t be able to hold myself back at that, at the thought of being used for his enjoyment, and I’d cum hard, shaking against his body, feeling his weight on top of me.

So when, on a night that started off like any other, Daddy pulled out some rope from his backpack, I’m sure you could all understand my, shall we say, rather enthusiastic reaction.

My eyes grew wide. I looked at him and caught my breath.