I’d been wanting to try anal for a while and Mike told me he was up for the task. Now, many men would say this because my ass...my ass is one you want to put your hands all over, shove your face between the cheeks, and fuck it until preferably both of us lose our damn minds. As a southern girl, my ass is home grown. Passed down from generations of black women with hips and thighs to perfectly match the roundness that shows when we walk away. Now - back to anal. So I wanted to try anal but we’ve all heard the horror stories of how it could be one of the most painful things you can experience...but I trusted Daddy.
I have this wonderful spreader bar I’ve owned for at least 3 years before it finally got some use. There are black leather straps that tie around the ankle, with a solid silver bar in between. In the middle of the bar, you’ll find a ring for the straps that can connect to your wrists. Or, by chance, a spot for you to connect the leather strap that goes around your neck to the middle of the spreader bar between your feet - leaving you stuck with the palms of your hands on the ground, your head between your legs, and your ass in the air - open for the taking.
But…..where was I? Oh yeah! So I walk into my bedroom and Mike motions me to the bed. I lay on my back with my head leaned towards the edge of the bed. He takes the neck harness and gently puts it around my throat, tugs it to a nice snug fit so that breathing is a bit labored, but not completely cut off. With the harness around my neck - he secured the harness to the base of my bed. Let me paint a better picture for you, I’m laid on the bed, sideways not the normal way you’d sleep, with my head at the edge of the bed, strapped down. You know that position you do when you suck your mans dick off the side of the bed? Yeah, that’s me. Mike kneeled behind me on the floor, he brushed his hands over my body starting at my shoulders, dragging his nails up to my budding nipples and over my tummy which gave me the cutest little shiver. I could feel the goose bumps rising and wondered if he saw them too. Mike found his way back to my shoulders and took each hand one at a time and stretched them out, a bitch felt like Jesus, to secure my wrists to the bed with additional harnesses...but he wasn’t done.
Mike walks around to the other side of the bed where my legs had been freely laying and secures my pretty little feet between my spreader bar. I can feel the leather tighten around my ankles and the cold from the bar is soothing as my body is radiating heat, anticipating what’s to come. My ankles were secured but do you remember me saying there was a loop on the spreader bar that could connect to something? Well...Mike decided he’d connect a strap to it and pull my feet up over my head and connect that strap to the same point that my neck was connected to. Y’all, this felt a lot like that “pamper changing” position that men like to put us in sometimes. Feet held up by the ankles with his one hand, so his other hand can guide his dick in and then thumb your clit. But instead, my legs were bound above my head, ass pointed in the air, with my pussy and asshole perfectly exposed…
I heard him chuckle deep, his hearty voice was one of the things I loved about him, as he went to my drawer to find my hitachi wand and my paci (pacifier). Mike walked over to where my head was as he unraveled the cord for the wand, almost like a forewarning of what was to come, and placed my paci in my mouth. Daddy tells me, “princess, things are about to get a little intense. I heard you missed me so I wanted to give you a little something to make up for the cummies you’ve been missing. Do you know what I need from you?” he asked. Wide eyed, I looked up at him and shook my head no. “I need you to be the most perfectest princess and keep this paci in your mouth at all times. Can you do that for Daddy?” he asked. And immediately I was in my little space, smiles, giddy, and eager to do whatever Daddy wanted from me. I nodded yes and he so we began.
Have you ever heard the sound of a hitachi wand?? Do you know what one looks like? It’s literally like one of those massagers that your grandma uses on her back, they’re loud, clunky, but if you’ve ever been interested in a forced or intense orgasm, you need one in your life. I hear the buzz and I know...it’s about that time. I can feel my pussy already wet from the excitement of being tied up, bound, and treated like the princess that I am. There was a quietness that filled the room, the anticipation I felt waiting for him to begin, the sexual tension we’d been holding on to for weeks waiting to see each other. But then, intensity filled the silence. Daddy placed the wand on my clit and I felt like I almost jumped out of my skin. I bucked against the straps and felt the one around my neck tighten in a gloriously asphyxiating manner. My sounds were gentle still, soft and high pitched yet able to be controlled. Next thing I know, I feel his fingers sliding across my wet pussy and then inside of me. But, remember this is a story about anal...so his fingers didn’t stay there for long. He was just using my wet pussy as lubricant for his large hands before he slid a finger into my tight asshole. Again, I jumped. Pulling my body taunt against the straps that secured me. The overwhelming sensation of both the wand and his fingers inside my asshole had me reeling.
At this point, my moans went from being cute and soft to a more guttural moan that was no longer something I could control. I couldn’t help but let out deep, passionate sighs as he slipped another finger into my ass while commanding that I call out every orgasm I’d reached. We were on orgasm number 4 when I got that second finger, and orgasm number 7 when I got the 3rd. I’d never done anal before, but my body was so relaxed, my endorphins so high, it was so easy. But at this point - I wanted more. I’d done so well to keep my paci in my mouth but I needed Daddy to know that I could take more. Out came my paci, spit onto the floor, and in the cutest voice I could muster up I whimpered, “Daddy, can you fuck my ass?”. The hitachi wand stopped, and so did his fingers. His response, “Yes little girl I can, but did you just spit your paci out?”. It’s right in that moment, I knew I’d fucked up. This bear of a man climbed up to me, and decided it was a good time for him to tease my swollen clit with his dick if for no other reason than to just watch me squirm and hear me moan. Again, he slid himself inside me but not for fun, just to use my cum as lube for my now stretched asshole.
Daddy made his way down and I could feel the head of his dick pressing against my ass. While it was a little sore, it was the good kind of sore that makes you feel like you’ve been used in the best of ways. Not surprising to either of us, he slid right in and I let out a yelp. After a few more strokes in my ass just to loosen me up, I was reminded of how I didn’t keep up my end of the bargain with my paci. One of my hands was released from the secured leather straps and I was told to hold the wand to my clit while my cute little asshole was fucked. But my punishment, it wasn’t any of those things. See, I love sensory overload. I’m a fan of being in a situation in which I can’t quite tell which way is up and what sensation is coming from where. My punishment, it was nipple torture. I have beautifully large nipples that are quite sensitive to most any type of sensation. Daddy needed his hands free so that he could hold, slap, and squeeze my titties. The first smack to the top of my nipple with his large, beautiful hands almost made me cry. I looked down to see he’d left a nice mark but I knew he wasn’t done. “Count for me” he belted, “each lick, I want to hear it”. So between my asshole being used for the very first time, my clit throbbing beneath a hitachi wand, and his hands abusing my sensitive nipples, I counted each time I felt his hands grace my body.
I made it to 10 before I was a sobbing mess. Don’t get me wrong, the crying was glorious. I wasn’t sad, or hurt, I was relieved. I’d done so well, endured so much, enjoyed myself to the tune of at least 7 orgasms and taken dick in the ass for the very first time. I was a proud little submissive. I felt like that day I’d earned all the stuffies, cummies, and cuddles. And that’s just what I got. Daddy untied me, bathed me in the shower, turned off the lights and opened a window in my room, made me some tea with allll the honey, and snuggled me until I fell asleep. My aftercare was just as blissful as my session and although sore, all over, I couldn’t wait to do it again.
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