Reunited, 1

I’d rented a hotel room as close to your home as possible. Discretion dictated I dare not come closer. As it was, even being in the same state as you was dangerous enough.

X and I had finally separated after the last and final time she was willing to put up with my refusal to sever ties, and so be it. I refused to sacrifice the one and only thing in my life that wasn’t completely tedious and mind-numbing – in a word: you…*us* and, in fact, this meant that I was actually free to go where I would. All financial and logistical considerations notwithstanding.


When you arrived, we’d prearranged that yours would be in the persona of bebe. You even dressed the part – helped that it was summer so you could wear halters and shorts without drawing too much scrutiny, but there you were, standing in My threshold: hair in a ponytail and wearing a minimum of makeup.

‘Daddy.’ You were visibly flushed, and I suspected it wasn’t strictly owing to the heat.

‘My love,’ I said, smiling. Your nipples were showing and I could smell that you were absent panties.


Holding the door open, you entered, and I admired your ass while closing the door behind you.

You couldn’t wait. Even with specific instructions. First off was your halter, releasing your glorious breasts. Nipples seemed even harder in the open air. Then down came your shorts. You appeared even bushier than ever, and I looked forward to getting your pubes caught in my teeth.

‘I present…’ you said, going on your knees, ‘and offer…if it pleases…’

‘Improvise,’ I replied, but you were already pulling my shorts down. I’d gone commando so cock sprang out immediately.

I was in your mouth and your hands gripped my cheeks, digging nails in while you sucked. Soon you were swallowing my cum while one hand cupped balls and a finger went straight up my ass. Any wonder I came so quickly.

You were over my knees before you could finish swallowing. My hand struck your bottom again and again, so much so that I worried about the noise.

God your ass was fine… another orgasm was building and I suspected it would anoint your tits – if we were lucky.

Or not. Drawing you onto the bed, you lay, face down and Vetruvian. Glad something was remembered.

Still slick and sticky from cum and saliva, your bum sweat offered only a modicum of resistance as I slid up and down between your cheeks.


That last sounded awfully cheeky, but I would save any disciplining for later.


Cock plunged deeply into your ass, and I began fucking you hard.

‘My bebe,’ I moaned. ‘My property…how I’ve fantasized about this…’

I took a little longer to cum this time after having just done so minutes earlier.


‘I’m home,’ I said as we lay in each other’s arms, an overhead fan barely keeping the sweat at bay.

‘Yes, Sir,’ you said, kissing my nipple.

‘I have something for you,’ I said.

‘Oh?’ You lifted your head, gazing at me with a drowsy intensity.

‘In the drawer, on top of Gideon’s bible.’ My smile was irrepressible.

Rolling over, you opened the small night table drawer.

‘Oh, Master!’ You exclaimed, extracting the collar.

‘It’s beautiful…’

Tears streamed down your face as I affixed it around your neck. The clasp ‘snicked’ with a sound of permanence – and, in fact, I’d thrown away the key.



Reunited (once moar), Pt 1
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