Scintillectually Yours

Good Girl hesitantly pushed the door open to find Butch Daddy reclining on the bed. He sat up when she came into the room and motioned her over to inspect her outfit. She had dressed the part (a bit of a lark), and shyly turned full circle for his approval. He nodded at the short plaid skirt, the white button-down shirt with short puffy sleeves, and lingered over the length of her legs clad in pink knit thigh high socks. Her feet, shod in black lace-up chunky Sketchers, twisted in upon themselves as she clasped her hands behind her back and stood, silently, waiting.

Butch Daddy beckoned her to the side of the bed where he now sat and instructed her to bend over. Much like Maggie Gyllenhaal’s character in Secretary, she put her forearms flat upon the bed and bent over straight from the waist. She dared not move as he stood up and walked around behind her, lifting her skirt and straightening the elastic on her panties. A shiver went through her as Good Girl felt herself go damp. Butch Daddy straightened her skirt and told her to stand up. Again, she resumed her position, eyes downcast, hands behind her back. This was not a role she was accustomed to playing. Good Girl tended toward the rebellious, though she always aimed to please. She had a stubborn will and a cocky nature. She wasn’t always a good girl. Tonight, she wanted Butch Daddy to take her as he wished and she fidgeted in her submission.

As instructed, Good Girl fetched Butch Daddy’s cock from the chair in the corner of the room, along with the towel it was wrapped in. She pulled back the covers and laid the towel upon the bed while he cinched the black leather straps tight around his narrow hips. “I think you can take those off now,” Butch Daddy gestured to her shoes. She bent at the waist and took her time unlacing them, treating him to the outline of her vulva encased in white cotton. When she set the shoes next to the dresser, Butch Daddy patted the bed beside her and she climbed up, perched on her knees, and waited. “I don’t think we need this anymore either, do we?” He flicked at the top button on her shirt and she slowly and methodically released each one, catching the gleam of anticipation in his eyes. “Now,” he said, “let’s see how grown up you’ve become.” Good Girl gasped involuntarily. Those words worked their way straight to her core as she reached behind her back and unfastened her new white bra. Butch Daddy sighed appreciatively and reached out one hand to cup her full breast. He ran a calloused thumb over one nipple while he took the other in his mouth. She arched her back instinctively, forcing more of her breast into his face.

“Now,” he sat back up, “I think it’s time for you to touch my cock. Can you do that?” Good Girl nodded and grabbed the lube from the nightstand, pouring it into her left hand. She took his cock in both hands and ran them one over the other, pulling up on the head, tightening her grasp around his shaft. “Does this please you?” She asked. “Oh yes, that pleases me very much.” It wasn’t too long before he asked if she’d like to take it into her mouth. Obediently she positioned herself between his legs so that he could easily watch as she licked his shaft from bottom to top and then swallowed the entire phallus before releasing it momentarily to gauge his reaction. Butch Daddy was very pleased, indeed. “That’s wonderful. What a good girl you are.” He said, and then he asked her, “what would you like to do?”

She was ready. So ready. “I would like you to put your penis in my vagina…please.” He put his right hand between her legs and felt that she was very ready. Good Girl wriggled out of her panties and spread her legs as far as they would go. Butch Daddy sat between her legs and toyed with her clit. She moaned softly. After a time, he pulled her further down on the bed so that her legs were draped over his and easily slid his cock into her waiting pussy. She moved against him, driving his cock as far into her as possible, and he was very pleased. After Good Girl bucked and shuddered against him she wrapped her legs tightly around his back and twisted, flipping Butch Daddy over to the other side of the bed.

Good Girl grasped the clips on the harness he wore and tossed aside his cock. She meant to suck him off good and proper. Lying sideways on the bed she wrapped her lips around his rock-hard boi-clit and pulled every bit of him into her mouth. She was hungry for him and he grabbed her hair and pushed her down onto his own flesh roughly. She groaned with pleasure. This was how she liked it. Although technically still subservient, Good Girl was every bit in charge now and she controlled his orgasm until she felt it was time to reward Butch Daddy for being so very good to her. She felt his shaft swell and throb in her mouth and she tugged harder, her head bobbing up and down. Butch Daddy tensed and then leaned hard on her back forcing her onto him firmly. His orgasm was powerful and strong and it left him weakened, petting and stroking her softly.

And she knew he was pleased.