Page 25 of Teach Me Daddy

Blake presses a kiss to my forehead, lingering longer than necessary before carefully securing the collar around my neck. “The jeweler made a bracelet for me that matches your day collar. It has a key that fits your lock.” I hold on to his sides while he cradles my face. “Are you happy, little one?”

“You make me very happy, Daddy.” I give him a big smile.

“There’s my good girl. C’mon, let’s put on your cuffs. You wanna wear the nipple clamps too? I promise to be careful.” His eyes twinkle with mischief.

I glance at the rose gold, tweezer-style clamps with little blue bows and pearls. “I want to try them. Just don’t get too carried away,” I caution, though I have to admit I’m excited to see how I’ll look in them.

“My job is to take care of you and I know what you can handle. Trust that Daddy will bring you both pain and pleasure in ways that you’ll enjoy.”

He helps me don the pretty nipple clamps and I feel a slight pinch as he secures them in place. “I trust you. And I remember my safe word if it gets to be too much.”

“Good girl. And leave the panties and heels on. You know how much Daddy enjoys seeing you like that.”

Butterflies take flight in my stomach as I stand in front of the full-length mirror wearing nothing but my new BDSM set, a lace thong, and sky-high stilettos. I feel confident and sexy and powerful while Blake stands behind me, his strong hands on my waist while he admires my reflection.

“You’re so gorgeous, Madison. How did I ever get so lucky?” He bends forward and nuzzles my neck.

“It’s me who’s lucky. I finally got the courage to approach you and you saidyes. Best luck I’ve ever had.”

“That wasn’t luck, little one. I’d been watching you for weeks, knowing you were new to the club. You were hesitant and skittish, so I let you be, hoping I’d get the chance to talk to you. I was waiting, and my patience was well rewarded.”

“And here we are. You’re going to flog me while I’m on stage practically naked in front of everyone.” A wide grin spreads across my lips.

“And we’ll both love every minute of it.” Blake brings his lips to mine and I immediately open for him, welcoming the taste of sweet whiskey with a hint of mint. His hips press against me and I feel his hard cock bulging beneath his dark-gray slacks. “Let’s go have some fun, shall we?”

“I’m all yours, Daddy.”

When we walkonto the stage, there isn’t a St. Andrew’s cross waiting for me like I expected. Instead, a chain hangs from the ceiling with a large ring dangling from the end.

Well, that explains the cuffs.

My lungs feel heavy as I drag in gulps of air, and my forehead begins to glisten as my nerves get the best of me.

“Relax, little one,” Blake whispers in my ear. “I’ve got you. Daddy’s always got you.”

He turns me toward the crowd and lifts my arms, attaching my cuffs to the suspended ring with a short connector chain. The added height forces me to rise on the balls of my feet even with my heels on, but it elongates my body, giving Blake plenty of flesh to tease with his implements. He steps in front of me and tilts my head back by pulling on my hair. Then he kisses me, long and hard and deep. We don’t separate even when we hear a loud gasp from someone in the crowd. I already know what they’re thinking.

Master Blake never takes a sub.

A thrill runs down the length of my body as pride beams from within me. He’s my Dominant, myDaddy. And I’m his submissive.

I couldn’t be happier than I am at this moment.

His fingers trace along my curves, and my stomach quivers when he teases the jewelry dangling from my hardened nipples. The sensation is exquisite, but I know there’s more to come. He glides his hands over my hips and ass, kneading the flesh and eliciting a soft moan from me.

“Are you ready, little one?”

“Yes, Daddy. I’m ready.”

Then, he steps away. Anticipation builds inside me as he retrieves an all-black flogger with a leather-woven neck and long suede tails. I look at my restrained hands, testing the cuffs and chain with a few small tugs.

Looks like I’m not going anywhere. At least not anytime soon.

“Nervous, baby?” Blake smirks at me while he drags the fuzzy tails over my exposed thigh. “I like seeing you on display like this. Your soft curves, plump tits, and dripping wet cunt…” He slips a finger beneath the thin elastic of my thong. “All for me.”

He circles around me, and the crowd quiets down. I thought I’d be more anxious, standing almost naked in front of dozens of strangers. But my mask eases my nerves. It allows me to be bold, much like that night several months ago when I approached Blake for the first time. I want them to see me. See how he controls my body. Watch him make me come from only his touch and the whip of his flogger.

I bite down on my lip while my arousal pools at the apex of my thighs. My eyes fall closed when I hear the whoosh of the suede tails whipping through the air before landing on my thighs. It was an easy swing, one meant to warm me up and get me used to his strikes.

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