Bad Day

From the outside looking in, people would call us 'introverts'.

We preferred to spend our weeknights at home and weekends even more so.

If only they knew half of what we got into...

I could tell from your single sentence responses and the even longer pauses between that the day wasn't going well. You didn't want to admit you were dreading the evaluation especially when they just pushed more problems onto your plate. Short-staffed and you just so happened drew the shortest straw.

So I ran around our tiny apartment trying to get it clean knowing how much you hated clutter and dust. Our books were arranged on the shelves, plates in the dishwasher and the dogs were squeaky clean. I would've preferred to cooked for you (to be fair, you've been eating better since the move) but the dogs didn't leave me much time since they preferred to sit still for you.

Oh well that makes three of us...?

I lit candles filling the apartment with a scent that proclaimed to be 'rain'. Fitting since it had started to drizzle outside.

Well this isn't going to improve your mood.

Taking a quick shower I made sure to smooth the papaya-lotion that I know you loved the smell of over my skin when I done. I was just about ready when I could see your familiar truck from the bedroom window and I shuttered the blinds before slipping on my leather collar with the heart-shape steel cut-out.

At the foot of our bed is our little wooden chest of 'toys'. Instead of picking something out I left the lid open so you could choose something.

Your keys jingled in the lock the same time I sat on my knees in front of the chest in nothing but the collar. I listened to your footsteps as you hesitated not seeing me at the circular table in our tiny kitchen which I turned into a work space/desk whenever you were at work. Your footsteps heads in the direction of the bathroom.

In that moment I would've given anything to be privy to your thoughts as you saw me for the first time, your submissive, slutty, kinky Kitten.

Warm trembles wreaked through my body as the sound of you unzipping fills the air.

Who knew I could get so turned on from just that?

"How long have you been waiting?" You asked.

"Not long." I replied gaze still cast down.

Your hand wraps my long hair in your fist and with one swift movement slid your cock into my waiting mouth.

Fuck I love the way you taste.

You pulled on my ponytail so my nose is buried in your pubic hair.

Mmm...and the way you smell...

I was starting to get wet and it was purely from having your erection in my mouth.

My tongue lapped on the underside as I simultaneously started to suck.

"Kiteeeeen...yes." You groaned allowing me to continue sliding my lips up and down your thick dick for a few more minutes before pulling me off. My eyes must've conveyed my confusion because you chuckled and looped your finger through the heart on the collar pulling me up.

"Tell me what you want Kitten." Your fingers toyed with the collar.

I met your gaze, "You. I want you to fuck your day into me Daddy. Take me however you want, I'm yours."

You smirked as you lead me around the side of the bed and pushed me onto it.

"Get on your hands and knees." Your voice was low and gruff sending another gushing quiver between my legs.

I could hear sounds of you undressing as you rummage through our chest. I fought the urge to peek knowing that this was your time and I'd only land myself in trouble anyway. The last time I looked without your permission you made me do the folding (you know I preferred doing the laundry over folding any day) for two weeks.

I jerked a little feeling your wet, lubed fingers playing with my ass, pressing a finger in eliciting a low purr from me. You pulled my hair back so you could whisper in my ear, "I want you to rub your clit for me as I take both your holes little one. Can you do that for me?"

My fingers dug into our sheets. You know your dirty talk just pushed me over the edge.

"Yes Daddy."

"Good girl." You wiggled in a second finger earning a lengthy moan from me.

And it was perhaps a good thing that we didn't spend too much time around the neighbors, I don't think I could look them straight in the face after the several 'noise complaints' letters we've received from the housing committee.

"Ssshh kitten." You chuckle as I bit down on the pillow when you finally thrusted into me, using your left hand to slide into my wet pussy.

"Daddy, yes..." I moaned. "I love having your cock in my ass."

"Me too Kitten, me too..." Your right hand had gone to my neck pushing me down into the mattress as your fingers made naughty, wet noises as they slid in and out of my pussy. "So tight little one but I think you can fit another," I couldn't see your face but could tell there was mirth behind your sentence.

You add a third finger earning a wiggle and my moaning your real name in direct response. I couldn't help it. Judging from the playful smack on my ass, you didn't mind it either.

"Well if the neighbors didn't know my name before." You spanked my other cheek causing my body to jolt and push myself more onto your dick.

"Uhh yes, there." I half-moaned not bothering with keeping it down anymore. It had to be muffled to a certain extent right?

Smack!

"What are you doing you little whore? You're supposed to be flicking that needy clit for Daddy."

My fingers submitted to your request my body jerking back into you as you forced that fourth finger in me. My whimpers only spurred you on.

"Kitten, what's the safe word?" You growled.

I know if I blanked out or went into my sub-space you would shut it down and I couldn't have that happen now when I loved being so wonderfully used by you.

"Capes." My fingers curled around the blankets as I writhe.

You spanked me again. "Good. I'm just getting started."