Guidance

I feel the touch of his fingertips on my face,
They run down to the back of my neck.
My head pulled back gently, his warm breath,
Caressing my skin like the silk of a petal,
Whispering softly, "I'm here little one."

I shudder and freeze, stuck in the moment.
"Yes Daddy" I swallow softly.
Lashes flicker as my eyes close.
The blindfold tight but I see through his voice,
Adrenaline coursing through my body.

Pulling me back, against his body,
Arms enveloping me, his lips on my neck.
Brushing, teasing softly, like a feather.
His whisper against my ear again,
"Do you know why you're here?"

"To please you Daddy, however I can,"
I gasp, his fingers brushing over my chest.
His lips trace over my neck and shoulder,
The zip of my dress slowly opening,
Our bodies like one as the cotton pools at my feet.

Carefully stepping, I move by his guide,
His lips find my collar, caressing my skin.
Softly growling, "Do you know why I am here?"
I quiver and whimper, stuttering a reply.
"T...to take me and guide me..."

Heart pounding.

"...to train me and help me grow
whilst feeling your pleasure."
Palms sweating as I breathe deeply,
Inhaling the scent of him completely.
I feel his firm yet gentle hands,
We move together.

And so,
It begins.