Bi-Sexual Female / 22
63078 Explanation
Quick recap, I’m a total sub to Daddy, and it’s basically by my choice.
I was hired to come to a gentleman’s house twice a day and take care of his pit bull Miss Piggy while he was at work. He paid $15 an hour off the books, and it was easy work. Piggy is a sweetheart and we’d just walk around the property a while and hang at the house. I was given free reign to help myself to anything to eat or drink, I had the Wi-Fi code and the key was in the RZR side by side with 35 acres to enjoy. After a few weeks, I found myself attracted to him and dressed a little more revealing. I’m definitely curvy and I would do my best to show off the “ girls”.
I had to text him that I had to take my sister to the Doctor in the morning and would be by to take care of Piggy as soon as possible. I ended up there at 2, and took Piggy out for a long walk. When I got back, his truck was there, a pile of very muddy clothes were on the back porch and he was in the shower. When Piggy and I came in, he said through the closed door to get him a beer. I did and was waiting for him to come out. He walked out only wearing a big white towel. I handed him the beer, he popped it open and chugged the whole thing down. Then said I should get another as he pet Miss Piggy. I gave him the beer and he put it on the table and said he wanted to show me something. He told me to overlap my thumbs in front of me. Then, with one hand, he grabbed both thumbs tightly, put his other hand behind my head, pulled me in and kissed me hard. In seconds, I was kissing him back. His hand dropped from behind my head and he reached for my boob. I think I may have moaned a little when he suddenly slapped my tit hard and stopped kissing me. Then he simply said, I could go. Confused, I looked at him and he simply said, next time I tell you to get me a beer, it better be open.
I went home wondering what was up! Around 9 I got a text that he expects me to be at the cabin to take care of Piggy tomorrow. Sleep well.
The next day, when I showed up for the afternoon walk, he was there waiting for me. He told me to get the SxS out of the pole barn and meet him at the porch. He came out with a small cooler and directed me which tails to ride. We came over the top of a crest and there was a very large pond. We got out and walked to an old wooden bench, sat down and talked and had a few beers. Piggy was wandering around. He pulled my in and started kissing me and it was incredible. As the sun was setting across the pond, he said, there’s only one thing that would make this better. He grabbed my head and pushed it down into his lap. He picked up his hips, pulled his shorts down and I knew what to do. After a while, he started thrusting, put his hand on the back of my head and pushed until he unloaded in my mouth. As I started to sit up, he told me to swallow. I did ( reluctantly) and he handed me a beer, opened his and as we watched the last slivers of sunset we drank and kissed.
When we got back to the cabin, he told me to come and he would explain the rules. From that moment on, I am Princess or Baby Girl, and he is Sir or Daddy. Like he does Miss Piggy, he will protect me, take care of me, feed, shelter and love me. In return, I will do as I’m told and any deviation will result in punishment ( and sometimes I act up because I like when he’s rougher than usual). There is no safe word, I trust him explicitly. The only out is if I ever call him by his real name, or he does to me, it’s instantly over.
That was almost 7 months ago, I live at the cabin and take care of him and Piggy. I have never been happier. Date nights are the most fun as i enjoy the looks from people who are confused by me dressing like a 16 year old and seducing daddy.
I was hired to come to a gentleman’s house twice a day and take care of his pit bull Miss Piggy while he was at work. He paid $15 an hour off the books, and it was easy work. Piggy is a sweetheart and we’d just walk around the property a while and hang at the house. I was given free reign to help myself to anything to eat or drink, I had the Wi-Fi code and the key was in the RZR side by side with 35 acres to enjoy. After a few weeks, I found myself attracted to him and dressed a little more revealing. I’m definitely curvy and I would do my best to show off the “ girls”.
I had to text him that I had to take my sister to the Doctor in the morning and would be by to take care of Piggy as soon as possible. I ended up there at 2, and took Piggy out for a long walk. When I got back, his truck was there, a pile of very muddy clothes were on the back porch and he was in the shower. When Piggy and I came in, he said through the closed door to get him a beer. I did and was waiting for him to come out. He walked out only wearing a big white towel. I handed him the beer, he popped it open and chugged the whole thing down. Then said I should get another as he pet Miss Piggy. I gave him the beer and he put it on the table and said he wanted to show me something. He told me to overlap my thumbs in front of me. Then, with one hand, he grabbed both thumbs tightly, put his other hand behind my head, pulled me in and kissed me hard. In seconds, I was kissing him back. His hand dropped from behind my head and he reached for my boob. I think I may have moaned a little when he suddenly slapped my tit hard and stopped kissing me. Then he simply said, I could go. Confused, I looked at him and he simply said, next time I tell you to get me a beer, it better be open.
I went home wondering what was up! Around 9 I got a text that he expects me to be at the cabin to take care of Piggy tomorrow. Sleep well.
The next day, when I showed up for the afternoon walk, he was there waiting for me. He told me to get the SxS out of the pole barn and meet him at the porch. He came out with a small cooler and directed me which tails to ride. We came over the top of a crest and there was a very large pond. We got out and walked to an old wooden bench, sat down and talked and had a few beers. Piggy was wandering around. He pulled my in and started kissing me and it was incredible. As the sun was setting across the pond, he said, there’s only one thing that would make this better. He grabbed my head and pushed it down into his lap. He picked up his hips, pulled his shorts down and I knew what to do. After a while, he started thrusting, put his hand on the back of my head and pushed until he unloaded in my mouth. As I started to sit up, he told me to swallow. I did ( reluctantly) and he handed me a beer, opened his and as we watched the last slivers of sunset we drank and kissed.
When we got back to the cabin, he told me to come and he would explain the rules. From that moment on, I am Princess or Baby Girl, and he is Sir or Daddy. Like he does Miss Piggy, he will protect me, take care of me, feed, shelter and love me. In return, I will do as I’m told and any deviation will result in punishment ( and sometimes I act up because I like when he’s rougher than usual). There is no safe word, I trust him explicitly. The only out is if I ever call him by his real name, or he does to me, it’s instantly over.
That was almost 7 months ago, I live at the cabin and take care of him and Piggy. I have never been happier. Date nights are the most fun as i enjoy the looks from people who are confused by me dressing like a 16 year old and seducing daddy.
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