Page 31 of Twisted Bonds
What attracted me was that I knew she would get herself into trouble, earning punishments and me being the one to hand them out. I have a Daddy kink, and even though it wasn't anything sexual on my end, I can see how it would be misconstrued by most. I wasn't thinking straight back then. It was also during this time that I was frantically trying to keepboth Ryan and my son from getting hurt. There really isn't an excuse as to why I thought it was okay to touch her the way I did.
When I realized that she thought I was being—what's the word—sexually aggressive, maybe, I was only trying to check her. I had noticed her reaction to being punished and I needed to make sure I wasn’t just imagining it. It wasn't the best idea, I get that. As a Dom, I'm used to doing those things, but it's still no excuse. That's when I contacted that little puke, Brock. I'm ashamed to admit that I did offer him money. Not only would he help with herneeds,which I thought was the reason behind her thinking I wanted to touch her in that way, but I was also willing to do anything to ensure she and Beau stayed apart. What nobody knew was that it. Broke. Me. I had seen the pleasant change in Beau's attitude, and Lacey had also seen the difference in Ryan when they were together, but no matter how we looked at it, there would be no happy ending for them.
By keeping them apart, I was trying to keep Ryan from being taken and having to live that kind of life. However, according to her, Luca already had eyes on her and had plans to come for her regardless. I had tried reaching out to Brant many times, but Agent Castor was always on assignment, and I learned long ago not to trust anyone regarding the D'Angelos. They were getting away with so many crimes; I knew they had the PD in their pockets.
I had tried for months after the bastards took Ryan. Beau didn't want me anywhere near the search, and honestly, I don't blame him, but I wasn't going to sit on my ass and do nothing. When he disappeared, I made it my mission to contact Castor. Six fucking months it took me to get the agent stateside, and only then were we able to start coming up with a plan. By then, I could tell Sergio was beginning to feel something for Ryan.
I would call a few times a month and never get Dante on the line, so I tried Sergio, and I was shocked that he didn't curse me and threaten to blow my head off. Instead, he allotted me one call a month to his phone, and I was not to say a word about it to the other two brothers. He said he was doing it for Ryan because she'd been such a good girl for him. It made me sick to think about what they were making her do. After all, I had been there a time or two, and they always made a show of treating her like their whore. However, I was getting updates on her, regardless of being denied a moment to talk to her, so I kept my mouth shut.
Now that she's home and thriving, I've had front-row seating to her growth. I was proud of the work she was doing to help the victims oftrafficking and abuse. I helped her get on her feet and watched her soar. I thought she would fly away and do great things, but she surprised me again.
Something stirred in me the night I saw her watching me whip myself. I had every intention of scaring my stepdaughter away, making her change her mind about being my submissive. Had I known she would so willingly strip and kneel before me, I wouldn't have had her come to my office; that's how adamant I was about all of this.
However, gazing at her beautiful form, cuffed in the sex swing for all the viewers to see, I can't imagine having any other submissive by my side. She's blossoming into a rare flower. And me? I've become a collector. Although I'm only interested in one flower, not a field, I don't even want a bouquet. Just the one rare flower and I'll be the happiest man alive. Women like having pretty things around them all the time; Ryan is myprettything.I want her around twenty-four-seven.
I tilt my head as I caress her cheek. "Are you ready to offer yourself to Domina, pretty girl?"
Ryan looks at the viewing window, which has about a dozen or so voyeurs watching andenjoyingthe scene in front of them. She then looks back up at me. "Yes, Sir."
I lean over, smiling, taking her chin between my fingers to have her look me in the eye. "You look stunning, pretty girl," I tell her, then tenderly take her lips, tasting her as I swipe my tongue once around the inside of her mouth, and pull back. "Be a good girl and come for me, okay?"
She gives me her beautiful smile. "Yes, Sir."
I step back, but only long enough to reach up and tug on the pulley that pulls on the cuffs at Ryan's ankles, causing her legs to spread wide open. Some wouldn't understand how I could stand here and let others look at Ryan so intimately. In the kink community, nudity isn't shameful. Nudity is something that we just don't think about like others do. Sure, we are attracted to a body, but there is no shame in showing off what you have.
Ryan is a gorgeous woman, inside and out, and she's got a beautiful fucking pussy. I'm proud to show it off if she lets me, but you will never see me sharing her with another after this scene. I wouldn't be doing so now if it wasn't the stipulation to let my girl feel the kiss of Domina's whip.
"Oh God…I can't… It's too much…too sensitive!" Ryan moans loudly as Domina enjoys my girl's pussy.
I watch as she flattens and drags her tongue through Ryan's folds, then flicking the tip of her tongue vigorously over Ryan's piercings, edging her many times over. My mouth waters, wanting a taste of Ryan's nectar because I know what it tastes like. The sounds emitting from my pretty girl have me harder than a fucking rock, but I refuse to do anything about it until I'm buried deep inside her.
"Uh…Sir…please!"
"No, pretty girl. Nothing goes inside your pussy, but my cock. Let go for Domina. She's ready to taste you…"
As if on cue, Domina lifts her head and rubs Ryan's clit. Her face is shiny with my girl's arousal, and a pang of jealousy rises up. The Domme starts slapping Ryan's pussy, moving her other hand from rubbing her clit to holding the hood back, so she can include it in the slaps.
"AGH…stop…no don't…oh shit! I feel it, Sir… it's coming!"
"Look at me, pretty girl. Remember what I said earlier," I remind her, and her eyes find mine. "You like that, pretty girl? Is Domina treating that pussy good? Is she taking good care ofmypussy?"
"Yes, Sir…uh…"
"You're being such a good girl for Domina. Are you ready to be a naughty girl for your Daddy?" I ask, beginning to caress her nipples.
"Yes, Daddy Bain…I want to be your naughty girl…o—hh!" She ends her sentence as she crashes and comes extremely hard.
"That's it…look at me while you're coming, pretty girl. So fucking gorgeous…"
Domina moans between Ryan's legs, and I can't help but grin, knowing precisely what she's experiencing. I drag my hand down Ryan's stomach slowly, waiting for Domina to evacuate my seat. She's grinning from ear to ear as she wipes her mouth off.
"Now that was divine…"
"Every-fucking-time, Domina. I always have a delicious experience when having pretty girl's dessert." I tell her and step between Ryan's spread legs as soon as the Domme moves.
Unzipping my pants, I pull my cock out, running it up and down her perfectly swollen lips. The head is swollen and looks angry as hell as I notchit at her opening. However, I don't push in. Instead, I just pet her pussy and wait for her to ask nicely.
As she shudders one last time while catching her breath, she finds me ready and waiting. Her eyes light up like a kid in a candy store, and she grins submissively. "Okay, Daddy, you can play now."
