Fantasies

Quiet-900x450Fantasy.  What does it mean to have a fantasy?  What fantasies do I have? Hmmm….

To have a fantasy is “to imagine something that is improbable or impossible.”  But this is not always the case.  You may think it is improbable or impossible and find that it is completely possible.

I, like so many others, have fantasies.  Erotic, romantic, fun…you name it, it’s there or been there.  I love writing about my fantasies too.  So, even if I never have them come to life for me, I bring them to life in my writing.  

I can take experiences I have had in other circumstances, or reading others’ experiences in a particular fantasy I have had, and bring it to life as mine.  A lot to times, I have no clue how it actually would be, but my imagination takes it and makes it all come to life.  

I haven’t yet been tied up and completely out of control and at the mercy of someone (like Daddy).  Or blindfolded and taken somewhere and taken advantage of by one or more people (Yes, I know this can be a hard limit for some), but in a trusting environment of course, yet still exciting because of the unknown.  Some fantasies I could not see actually happening because I do not know if I would be okay with them.  I guess that is part of the excitement of a fantasy too.  Like the prompt for this Masturbation Monday.  I have never thought of being taped up, but reading about it, and others’ experiences with it, seem thrilling.  So, let’s give this a try. 

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Daddy and I have been enjoying a holiday together.  Staying at a friend’s villa while they are away for a few days.  He wants to have a play time, to use bondage so I cannot move as he plays with me.  Yet, the only thing he can find is some tape, looking very much like the bondage tape we have seen at our favorite kink shop.  

“This will have to do since we did not bring any of our bondage equipment. I am really glad they have an on-site massage table they keep here.  We will use it.”  Daddy says as he is walking over to me.  “Now, strip baby girl.  Take off everything and lay on the table on your back.” 

“Yes Sir, Daddy.” I do this as Daddy takes out some implements and toys he brought along with him.  

As I lie on the table he comes over and spreads my legs, taping an ankle to the leg of the table on each side.  He then comes up to my waist, puts my hands clasped together and tapes my wrists, has me raise them above my head and tapes them to the table there.  

“Okay, Kitten, I am going to cover your eyes as well, but not your mouth.  If at any time you need to use your safe word, you do so, understand me?”

“Yes Daddy, I understand.” 

“Good girl.” He then applies the tape over my eyes and around my head to hold it secure.  

He checks once more that I am okay.  When I nod and say “Yes Sir,” I feel the crop sliding up my left leg from my feet, to my hip, across my nipples and back down the other side.  A shiver courses through me as he teases me.  Light pops cover my skin, up and down my body with sharp ones intertwined.  

He pauses and slides two fingers between my folds to find the wetness it holds.  Sliding them back out he brings them to my mouth for me to taste the sweet tanginess. 

Next I feel the flogger, lightly caressing my skin as he follows the same trail as the crop.  Every few swipes are harsher with a sting making my skin glow and tingle.  I moan, loving the sensations he brings to my body.  Knowing I can’t do anything but take what he gives to me.  Making me so wet I know I must be pooling on the table.  

He stops and I feel fingers once again diving into my pussy as he slides them in and out slowly.  He feels my body clinch and must know it won’t take much for me to fall over the edge.  As I think this, he starts to fuck me harder with his fingers and brings his tongue down on my clit.  I cry out from the intensity.

“Kitten, are you ready to cum for Daddy?”

“Yes Daddy, please!”

“Cum then baby, cum for me! Give it all to Daddy!”

And I do.  So hard I am breathless, heart racing and pussy quivering.  

“Good girl,” he says, “and we go again.”  I gasp as he starts the process all over again.

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Kat xx

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