Black Daddy Dom - Brian Pt. 02
Please read Part 1 for context.
In my deepest, darkest fantasies, I dreamed of a man like Brian. His beautiful features, his business savvy, and the tight leash of dominance he effortlessly exudes.
He made it clear that he wants me. So much so that he wanted me to drop everything and run off to St. Louis with him after one date. His training started before I even left the hotel room that night.
"Get the food."
I scamper around to find a towel to cover myself.
"No clothes baby." He says sitting up in bed, observing my first uncomfortable command from him.
"Yes, Sir." I say instinctively.
I get over myself and answer the door naked to a curious smile from the young steward, revealing nicely shaped curves of a pleasure slut with a face card that rarely declines.
I retrieved the food, rolling the cart to the bedside. We had a light, intimate dinner in bed. It felt nice to be so carefree with my handsome companion. Even though things moved fast, I've seen his perfect dick. Laying right next to him, I need him inside of me. I licked my lips at just the thoughts of him.
Feeling his hand trace my jawline to the acknowledgment of the cute collar adorned for him. He trails a delicate touch to my breasts when my hardened nipples perk to his attention.
My body is his to explore. When I think about giving him full consent to have me any way he wants, excitement bubbles at the notion of his range.
I'm anxious with my legs spread wide when he's close to entering me. A lubricated condom stretches his fat dick head, ready to meet my walls.
My arms caress his back with a soft touch, exposing my full femininity when the fire in his eyes smolder with intensity intent on claiming this pussy.
"Mmmm Brian, your dick, mmm," straining to receive him to my inner pussy. He lifts on one elbow, slowly gaining his pace, allowing me to adjust to his thickness. Feeling him inside of me already makes me crave his potent sex when I look at him.
He's insatiable when he spreads my legs wide missionary, staring into my soul when I give myself to the man I know will own me. My wet, swampy pussy confirms this. He swiftly pulls out, flipping me on all fours to take me from the back without missing a stroke.
His intensity is all consuming when I moan and cry and beg into the sheets for him to take all of me. The pain of my well beaten ass flares when he goes deep makes me wetter, thinking I could love him.
"Daddy, please, Brian. I need you." I cry in pure satisfaction, arching into the pound that I indeed need him desperately.
"That pussy's sweet. Yeah! Get this dick bitch." He growls, giving stroke on top of stroke into wet pussy when he cums.
Encircling his arms around me, he grips my hips with the need for his powerful release. We made beautiful, unforgettable love. Lying in his arms, I'm wondering how I'm going to live without him for the next seven days.
When he suggested we shower together, I wasn't sure if this was going to be an overnight date. He removed my collar. I felt him quietly studying me as we bathed, observing instead of talking much. His eyes were having full conversations, though.
I, too, quietly marveled at how beautiful his body was, thinking about how I plan to enjoy him fully whatever happens between us.
I exit the shower first to dry off and lotion my body. He soon follows. One look has me kneeling on a plush bath mat to feel his clean dick on me. Giving him the king treatment, drying his feet, looking up to lock my gaze to his eyes to the perfect view of this powerful man.
"Let's put this back on." He says, clasping the collar back on.
"Present to your bed corner. There's something I need to do before you leave."
As much as his command answered a question about whether I was spending the night, it left many more questions, fearing he might try to belt me some more tonight?
I positioned myself, anxious about the lingering unknown. I heard him move about, possibly getting dressed. I do know that tonight was a test.
"You were outstanding." He says, lightly caressing my ass from behind me.
"Did you enjoy pleasing Daddy."
"I did. Thank you Sir." I say smiling, turning my face to the side of the bed to catch his eye, my heart fluttering with the memories.
From the side of the bed, I can tell he has on pants. His large hand gently encircles my collared neck.
"I'm disappointed that you're not coming with me tomorrow." His grip tightens slightly, pushing my head to the bed, causing me to arch my back deeper, opening my legs to impress him with my form, wishing I could drop everything for him because I would if I could.
"I have another gift for you." His caress moved down my spine.
"A gift?" I say, not moving from position.
From behind, he puts a light chain around my waist. It got interesting when I felt a another chain connect from the waist between my legs clasped onto the waist chain. I'm frozen in wonder, pushing back conflicting thoughts of what to say about my "gift".
I let the silence hold me when he brings the scent of his leather to my nose once again. From behind, he kneels, placing light kisses on the welts on my ass, spreading my pussy lips gently to lick the chain at the center of my pussy with a kiss, audibly breathing the word "Mine" into his possession.
He lifts me from the bed to stand and the chain falls into place adorning my waistline. The center chain is light yet gently flirts with my pussy lips and clit.
"Come here baby."
I walk to him, enamored by this man's flex, as I reach to hug my naked body on him.
"It's a reminder." is all he says, wrapping an arm around my waist, knowing that what he's not saying is where my pussy lives from this moment forward...
On the seventh day, there was no rest. I couldn't sleep knowing that tomorrow I would be with him again for the first time in a week.
This week went by quickly. We hardly spoke on the phone, yet he had already instilled his rules on me. My location was on at all times. I had an 8pm curfew.
I was expected to send him a different picture of my chain belt and my pussy pink love collar before bed each night, sending me to sleep fantasizing every night about him in so many wild scenarios.
I double checked the email confirmation of my car service and boarding pass to Tampa. I'm packed and ready. His last instructions were to remove my waist chain and the collar for travel but to bring them.
The flight was smooth. Car service directly to the hotel, where I expected to see him. That was a no. Instead, he left a note with a gift card for me to go eat and treat myself shopping.
I'm in this city to meet up with my lover and I've spent most of the day alone. I bought a new dress and some pretty shoes. I received a text late in the afternoon to "present" at six o'clock.
Thinking to myself that he was serious when he said that he expected me to have a skirted, naked pussy for him to do whatever he sees fit as a part of our routine. Almost like a tribute of my pussy and ass to my masterful Dom.
At 5:45, my nerves tingled as I did a final check with the collar buckled on, my new dress and heels adorned with my chain belt. Ten minutes later, I closed the door to the bedroom suite and bent at the waist at the corner of the bed, with my phone at arms length, not knowing if he would indeed be here precisely at 6:00 p.m.
I could hear him open the door of the bedroom to my reveal. My nerves rattle at his presence, with this being just the second time alone with him, wondering if I'm doing it right or if he'll want to beat me before even saying hello.
"Saeda. Hmm, what a beautiful sight indeed." He says, sliding his hand under my dress to a smooth mound, only adorned with his chain.
"Thank you Daddy." I turn to look into his eyes for the first time in a week thinking that I could live off the smile in his eyes alone.
"Come sit down." He helps me to turn to sit, while he stands. Taking off his shirt, his muscular form is irresistible.
Once seated, he slides his hand to the back of my neck to bring my nose to his fine Italian leather, planting the seed once again when I inhale the scent.
"I miss you." I couldn't help but say, looking up into his eyes as he lifts me to stand. He welcomes me with a kiss, going back under my dress to squeeze my ass in the hug, lightly tugging at the chain between my cheeks, activating a response from my hot clit for his touch.
"Is that right? You should have left with me when I first asked."
"Daddy, I..."
"We'll see how you can make up for it." He interrupts, speaking softly, yet piercing with intensity.
"Yes Sir." I say confidently with my mouth, trying to read his eyes, yet wondering what he'll have me do to atone for my absence.
"Let's take the collar off and leave the chain on."
I sit back down as he reaches to unbuckle the pink studded strip, leaving it on the bed for later.
I can't help but to stroke his dick through his pants, which causes him to pause, feeling him harden to my touch. He slides his belt off with one hand, gripping my curls at the base with his other.
"Lick." Holding the belt, locked in his grip to show my reverence to his power with my tongue. My eyes stay riveted on him as I lightly kitten lick his belt to his approval. In one swift move, pants and boxers are off all the while in his secure grip.
Instinctively, I'm overwhelmed by the need to have him in my mouth, extending my wet tongue in excitement, triggering my arousal in a sensory overload to his generous meat, handsome smell, and nicely groomed manhood deep in my throat.
Locked in his hold, my first taste licks his precum, wanting nothing more than his pleasure, serving him with every divine taste. Sucking him like survival when my lips contrast soft pliancy to his hard dick as he holds me deep in an intimate embrace in my oral pleasures for him, knowing I could be the bitch that he owns.
The thrust of his grip intensifies as I struggle to keep pace with him, not wanting to mess up my new dress, I lean into him as he feeds fat cock in my eager mouth.
"Aww bitch, you want to drink Daddy's cum?" He asks rhetorically as his hard on thickens to his full excitement.
He's manish when he pushes the back of my head to cum deep in my throat. "Drink Daddy's cum. Aww bitch, you want me to fall in love with you, don't you? Damn bitch, that magnificent mouth of yours, damn." He rambled to his full release.
I softly suck, savoring this time, not caring that I sacrificed my make up to be his throat slut. Content that I would happily do it again to know that a regular girl like me could satisfy a man like him. I live for this.
An hour later we're in the back of an Uber Black on the way to dinner by the water.
He carries himself like a boss, yet when we're together he wants to know everything about me. He's attentive and fawns over my femininity and softness when he compliments and appreciates the small details.
His strong arm wrapped around my shoulder as he would occasionally draw me in for a light kiss on my temple. I'm safe and content.
"If I asked you to suck my dick right now in the car would you?"
In earshot of the driver, I know there's only one right answer. We are lovers, but we have only been together twice. I've given him sex and allowed him to dominate me, but we have not defined what this is.
"What are we? What do you really want from me Brian?" Avoiding the question.
The way he looked at me. I correct myself out of respect.
"Daddy."
"I want you to be my on call pain slut?"
"Are you serious? I won't be your on call pain slut, I just want to love you and please you. I actually want a real relationship."
"I need a bitch that can take some pain from time to time to really please me Saeda. There will be tears." Taking my face in his hand and stroking his thumb where an invisible tear would fall. Avoiding the real topic here.
"I need a bitch whose whole world revolves around me. Selfish, right? Now you understand why I'm the way I am Saeda."
"You're looking for someone to abuse and to subjugate herself for you to use."
"On the contrary, I want my bitch to know what her limits are. I want to be a man of personal discovery, for you to open to different realms of possibility, giving parts of yourself you didn't even know existed. That's where real mutual pleasure is." He says, looking off into the distance out the window.
"Brian, I just want to love and serve a man who understands me. Everything you're saying sounds like a game." I say to him knowing it may cause a rift between us.
"Come here. Saeda, we're both saying the same thing." is all he says, bringing me in for a kiss.
We kiss with fiery passion, for all that was said, the attraction and needs on completely different ends of the spectrum collide. His tongue takes my mouth.
Under my dress, he discretely tickles the chain on my clit on my naked pussy causing me to squirm to and moan in the backseat of this truck.
I whisper in his ear, "Daddy."
He softens my defenses when he looks at me. Regardless of how this conversation goes, we both know this man can have me exclusively.
Its when he dares to expose one of my breast in the darkened space of the luxury back seat, teasing his tongue on my nipple as I throw my head back in ecstasy. As quickly as things moved to this point, he whispers in my ear.
"Shhhhhh." Ahead of a sharp bite on the fleshy bud, then his powerful kiss, muffling my cry, making me melt into the highs and lows of the warm dexterity of his lips and tongue. My pussy throbs from the sensual awakening he brings.
There was just enough time to freshen up my lipstick that was kissed off before we arrived at the restaurant. The driver didn't say a word, knowing that he heard everything. Walking hand in hand, heads turn as we pass. He's a one of kind, kind of guy. I feel like a queen and high class whore when we are in public together.
I observe how he's subtle and controlled. Perfectly polite to worldly nuance. No one would suspect that his scouts honor is laced with a mind of a brilliant thinker with a big dick and a dominant Daddy kink.
With a view overlooking the bay, dinner was lovely and actually uneventful. It was his lingering stares, subtle smiles and small talk, where I found myself wondering who Brian really is and if we have what it takes to be in love or am I just a novelty to him until his next conquest.
I didn't know what to expect on the ride back to the hotel. He limited his flirting to kisses, one when got settled into the car and another once we arrived back at the hotel. It was not a surprise in the lobby. When he says those words, our night would officially begin.
"Present. Save your collar for me baby." With a spark in his eye.
I get the message loud and clear as the butterflies swirl around, hoping that I'm right about my feelings for him as he watches me leave to the elevator.
Once inside the room, I immediately present myself at the edge of the bed with only a pussy chain under my elegant dress and heels.
He doesn't keep me waiting long when I hear him come into the room.
"I've been waiting on this sweet pussy for a week now."
I get right into character, although this is not an act for either one of us but we both play it out in a very real way so well.
"I missed you Daddy. I've been a good girl for you." I say to him, presenting
"I'll be the judge of that." He says, flinging up my dress hem to expose my naked pussy and ass adorned with his chain.
He removes the chain and then slides off his belt, tossing it on the bed in front of me, next to the collar. My eyes stay focused on the belt wondering how long it will stay on the bed before its used on me.
He picks up the little collar, I turn to sit and pin my hair up, positioning myself in front of him, eyes locked, confirming our bond as he attaches the strip.
"Saeda, get naked and present for me again and leave on those sexy heels for me while I fix a drink."
I slip out of my dress, he returns to the bedroom, tall, lean, and ready. Thick black dick hanging freely with a drink in his hand, watching me prepare to submit to him tonight with a curious smile on his face.
I obediently present to the corner of the bed, taking a deep breath as I bend at the waist this time putting only my head on the bed to let my titties hang and spread my legs. My heels define my shapely legs and ass that I can see is visually turning him on.
Bucking up behind me, I can feel his hard meat on my ass, caressing my hips and thighs with his free hand, teasing me. When I reach to spread my ass to his touch and his hard on, he swats my hands away to edge me to frustration with his feather light touches and steel rod brushing so close to my needy pussy.
He knows what he's doing when he torments me, still with a drink in his hand, I try to anticipate what he'll do next.
"There comes a time for every sub when she comes face to face with her true self. I'm going to be your mirror baby." Setting his drink down then using his whole hand to spread my wetness coating his palm, slowly alternating between sliding his dick head from my clit to pussy hole and his hand exploring my womanly folds and depths. I can't help it but to push back to get more.
"Be my good little bitch. Get on your knees on the side of the bed. Spread wide."
I move into deep doggy style with my head down, ass up spread open at the edge of the bed, so close to wanting to beg to get fucked. He positions his belt close to my nose then slides his fat thumb in my pussy, fluttering two slick fingers on my clitty as my hot hole spasms from the rhythm of his unexpected delight.
"What would you do without me, my sweet bitch."
"I can't." I breath, pushing back into the heights of arousal, letting my whole pussy dance on his hand. Lost in the pleasure of his masterful touch.
"You can't what bitch? I'm going to fuck all your holes make you my little freak. You want Daddy to take all your holes?" His strokes sliding to the pattern of his words.
"Daddy, I can't." I feel my mounting ascension, rising from my sex.
"You can't what bitch?" He repeats, insisting on my truth drenched deep in my pussy.
"Daddy, I can't live without you. Daddy, I need you. Take my holes, I'll do... Awww." I moan and pause. I know what he wants me to say when he summons a powerful cum from his expert fingers, as I twitch and buck pussy juice gushing on his hand.
"You'll do what pretty bitch?" He continues to glide on my sex, as I shift in aftershocks, lifting just look at him in awe, catching my breath, but also refusing to speak, even while my body abandons any sensibility from being completely consumed by his intoxicating appeal.
"Is that what we're doing?" He says, swiftly grabbing the belt, with a precise smack on my ass and exposed wet pussy lips with one hard swing.
"Owww Daddy!" Falling forward on the bed from the sting of the unexpected strike. He quickly transitions from gripping pussy, to grasping a fistful of my curls guiding me back to all fours on the bed for me to suck and lick on his heavy meat from the side.
He has no concern for time with his foreplay. He brings a potent repertoire that taps into the needs of a feminine submissive's thoughts, just as he physically penetrates walls for unlimited access to her mind and body.
I'm in an emotionally charged frame of mind, sucking him still in his firm grip, to the random cracks on my ass with the belt.
SMACK! "You'll do what bitch?" Bringing me eye to eye with him, trying to kiss the words right out of my mouth.
His gaze is uncompromising, him wanting nothing less than the soft underbelly of hearing the words of my ultimate desires, forcing me back down to keep sucking. Three more smacks still locked in his hold. Sucking him ferociously, for all intents and purposes, I am his three hole pain slut. We compliment each other where soft feminine brings out his surface savage.
Its when he drops the belt, plopping my lips off his cock meat raising me back up to a kiss. My eyes promise to him, pausing to whisper.
"Daddy, I'll do anything."
"I love that." He says, taking me for another possessive kiss, then positioning me to take me from behind. The heat of him circling his dick on my eager pussy, reignited my passion, with me wanting nothing less than to get power drilled after a long week of waiting to be his slut.
He slips on a condom and flips me on my back flexing my legs wide in the air to receive him. He stretches me open. My sexy heels shake when he takes me.
Looking into his eyes, he knows I'll do just about anything he asks. It's the words that make it real.
He started off fucking me like a freight train. Its beginning to make sense now. His power, his big dick and dominant ways combined are not for the faint of heart.
He chuckles, low and menacingly while he's fucking me.
"My bitch will do anything for her Daddy. Do you even know what that means beautiful?" He taunts, fucking me intensely.
"Daddy, please let me be your love slut." I begged raggedly, emotionally charged, trying to read his cold stare.
"I want more than that Saeda. I want all of you."
He stops to a slow grind as wet pussy receives him to squishy sounds when he pulls out.
"Prove it, baby. I want all of you." He says again, staring into my soul in the quiet between us.
In our unspoken conversation, my visceral response knows exactly what he wants. Proving that I would do anything and the true actions of a slut in love was to turn over and present my ass, spreading my cheeks wide open.
I'm in my head, secure in my feeling. Everything feels right about giving myself to him completely. I'm reminded of the savagery of his potential when he crouches close on my back, nips my earlobe, securing me in a neck hold as his wet erection slides between my cheeks.
I try to relax when he pushes into my ass the searing pain makes me cry out as he slides deeper into my dark side. Its a nasty fuck, but we both have to have it for completely different reasons.
"I want all of you. I want all of you bitch." He pumps, taking me deeper into the chasm of intense feelings for him.
"Daddy, I'm yours. I'm yours Daddy, I relent to the painful thrust.
My senses are on overdrive, buzzing with tension when I feel him close to coming.
I can't believe how wet my pussy is from this sweet provocative mix of pain, pleasure and pure dominance that he provides behind closed doors.
"Urgggh." He grits deep inside of me to his imminent release.
"Damn baby, you are the best." He whispers in my ear, locked in his embrace to his deflating cock. Our sweaty bodies and filth confirm that there is something undeniable between us...
After our shower, we were both comfortable but in our thoughts about what the future holds. I don't know what came over me knowing that we already had quite an eventful night. As he lay in bed waiting for me, I had one more request from my handsome lover.
I kneeled close to his side of the bed as he leaned to kiss me and stroke my hair.
"Daddy? Can you please give me some leather?"
I pull out his belt into view and sniff on it, giving it one lick to entice him. He sits up, intrigued, contemplating what he'll do.
"Here I was thinking my bad little kitten's ass was already sore, but apparently not sore enough. Present on this side of the bed, bend and spread wide." Not missing an opportunity to bring a little pain and joy to his willing bitch.
I bend on his side and spread when he gets out of bed, turning off the lights and opening the curtains with only the light of the skyline illuminating the room. He's ninja like when the first swat hits my ass.
"Daddy, oww." The fourth and fifth strike make my legs buckle with the intensity of real pain. He's in his element and in awe of me, dropping the belt and taking me into his arms for a tender kiss.
"Brian. I meant everything I said tonight."
"Only time will tell beautiful." He says. The silhouette of his features still stunning in the darkness. His kiss is everything to me...
Brian's work is demanding. Being with a man like him has changed my life. In the last six months, we have come a long way to define our relationship.
Being the girlfriend of a rising star in business is not as glamourous as people may think. Yes, we are in and out of luxury hotels and resorts. Invitations to galas and yacht parties. These are the perks. There are so many more long days and lonely nights for weeks on end sometimes, alone in his home waiting on his call. Hoping to see him.
There are the bold women who openly flirt with Brian when we're out, with me thinking they wouldn't be able to withstand one night when he's in full flown Dom mode. It's laughable to me. He knows this too.
For all the shopping and beautiful trinkets, I live for the promise to be fucked and kissed by him and his belt in every possible way. As crazy as it may sound, I began to crave his belt and his skilled, undiluted brutality, measured in such a way, breaking every limit and taboo I thought I had to the point my whole life.
I'm in the best shape of my life with an owned pussy by my beautiful black man who I would do anything for. My training with him brought me to some exotic circles of interesting people, and at the end of the day, a simple strip of fine Italian leather made him my king.
The End
In the heat of the moment, Saeda finds herself embracing her role as a "love slave" for her dominant 'Black Daddy Dom', Brian.
After their intimate dinner, Saeda is left questioning her position, wondering if she's just a 'novelty' to Brian or if they share a deeper connection. She stands in the hotel lobby, her heart racing, anticipating his command.