Something about the way an older manâs hands move, hmm?
No, theyâre not my hands Iâve never managed to each myself piano the way I learned guitar. But at any age itâs that competent economy of strong fingers moving confidently in all the right places, isnât it, kittywhiskers?
When you want to masturbate but you want someone to do it for you.
Im too little, i need daddy for this
A wise Daddy understands when to offer words of encouragement like âI know you can do it all by yourselfâ or to make a game out of it with words like âshow Daddy you know how,â but he also knows that when a Little is overtired after a busy day, it may be more comforting if he does it for her.
For allllll that talk about chains and ropes and floggers and whips, of plugs and and clamps, of stretched assholes and throat fucking, of faces and asses covred in piss and spit and come, of harsh and humiliating words…
Well? Well sometimes thatâs nothing compared to impossibly soft but endless teasing strokes with the tip of a sable brush, of a warm hand on your belly, of sweet, sympathetic words whispering âgood girl, hold still – youâre sooo close arenât you? Just a little bit longer, just a little bit more, and then itâll feel sooooooo good when Daddy finally lets come, wonât it? But not just yet, ok? Not… quite!â
What do you think, fuzzybear? Do you think you could hold still while Daddy painted you a masterpiece?
Ugh! Doing this is so impossibly sweet and hot, isnât it? Capturing my thigh between yours? My fingertips dipping just inside you. Your eager hand finding me straining inside my jeans. Pressing your breasts against my bare chest while we make out?
Oh princess, letâs spend allll afernoon doing things just like this!
Donât know about all the other ways to do it, but Iâd much rather hear peals of laughter than squeals of fear when I scoop you up and carry you off to plunder you.
I mean, if we canât giggle on the way to having sex why bother having sex at all?
