Page 42 of Becoming His Perfect Daddy
I leaned my head back on my headboard as I waited for him to confirm he was in position.
Okay, Daddy.
I could hear his submission in his two-word text, and it was sublime.Good boy. Now, you are to set a timer for 20 seconds. Start the timer, then gently rub your thumbs over both nipples until it goes off. And no coming.
He had to be whimpering, and I was loving it.Yes, Daddy.
Twenty-one seconds later, another text came through. And the begging started.Oh, Daddy, please let me come. I was such a good boy all night. I am so hard for you.
I palmed myself again, wishing he was here to take care of that for me. But then again, he would be expecting equipment I simply did not have.
That dampened my arousal just a bit. I shook my head to clear it then started typing.You *were* such a good boy for me. But then you talked back. So I’ll give you a choice. You may not like your choices, but you will choose one if you want to come tonight. If you do not choose one of them, which is entirely your prerogative, you will not come until we do this again next week.
I deliberately waited to explain his options to get him really desperate.Yes, Daddy? Please! Anything you want. I’ll do anything.
I know you will, sweet boy. Okay, here are your two options. 1. You may come now, but you have to switch out your plug to that vibrating one and leave it on full speed in your ass for 10 full minutes. You may come as often as you’d like during those ten minutes, but once the timer goes off, you will turn it off, pull it out, stop touching yourself, and go to bed. Understand?
I understand, Daddy. And the other choice?
It only took me a few quick seconds to come up with his other option.2. You’ll take the plug out right away. Then you’ll take those nipple clamps I saw and pinch them on both nipples. They must stay on until you go to bed. Once you’ve done that, you’re going to rub your nipples thirty times for me, counting out loud. No coming. After that, you will insert three fingers into your mouth, imagining you’re sucking me, getting me off. Get themsloppy wet. Then you’ll use your wet hand to jerk that dick until you come—and keep going until you come three times. At least one finger must be rubbing a nipple at all times, and the other hand must be stroking your dick without pausing until you have orgasmed three times. But you must leave your ass alone once you remove the plug. Clear?
I swear his fingers had to be barely touching his screen with how fast his reply came back.So clear, Daddy.
And your decision, boy?I held my breath as I waited for his answer.
His response didn’t come immediately, and I wished I knew what he was thinking. Was he taking his time to decide? Was he wishing he could do both? Was he weighing the pros and cons of each choice? What would he decide?
Can I explain my decision-making before I tell you, Daddy?
Oh, yes. This was perfect.Please do.
I love having something in my ass, but I haven’t used the vibrator part of that plug before, so I’m not sure how it will feel for ten whole minutes. Also, a friend gifted me the nipple clamps, so I haven’t tried those before, either. But I do like the prospect of multiple orgasms, which both options provide me.
So your choice?
His pause had the anticipation building. I could almost taste it. It was delectable.I think this time I’ll choose number 2. I like imagining I’m sucking you off. I’m a little nervous about the clamps, though.
Such a brave boy. Remember, if you need to call yellow or red, go ahead and take them off then text me your color. I will NEVER be upset if you safeword, in any situation, for anything.
Thank you, Daddy. I’m glad you believe in me.
Oh, sweet boy, I do. Now go have some fun, and text me when you’re done.
I couldn’t believe my luck. This man was custom-made for me, and just spelling out what he was going to do to himself had me about ready to explode in my pants. I lifted my hips to pull my gray sweatpants down to my thighs then started rubbing myself, reaching for my trusty vibrator to help things along. I could picture exactly what he was doing, and if I forgot any aspect, I just pulled up our convo then dug into my t-dick even harder.
My body lurched, and I cried out as my first orgasm hit, stronger than I could ever remember having. And I kept going. Because just like I’d told him to do, I was going to milk multiple orgasms out of myself as well.
But before I could get another one in, my phone lit up. I wasn’t sure what compelled me to check it, but I did. Cameron certainly hadn’t completed his task this quickly.
I need to hear your voice, Daddy. Please.
Texting only, boy, you know that.
Then you don’t have to talk, Daddy. You don’t have to say a word. I just need to know you’re listening as I come for you again and again.
I sighed, desperate to give in. It couldn’t be that bad if I wasn’t talking, right?Okay, Cameron. You can call, audio only. But you’d better give Daddy a play-by-play of everything you’re thinking and feeling. Everything, boy. Promise?
I promise, Daddy.
