Daddy’s Lunch Break

After Nina’s recent birthday, an evening that will live in my fond memories bank for some time to come, I have started to notice that she is becoming more demanding in breaking our previously agreed structure, from two meets a month, we seem to be meeting weekly.

We haven’t seen each other for nearly 10 days, which is unusual, but she’s been on study leave before a big exam and unfortunately I’ve been mad busy.

So last week, when I was booked to be in London for a two-day legal conference I didn’t absolutely have to go to, thoughts turned to seeing my little girl, when I got a text from Nina that simply read,

“Study leave – daddy I’m bored x”

Normally if Nina became too demanding whilst I was at work, she’d get a curt reply, but the great weather we’ve been having made me less of a 8-6 grouch than usual. What else to do, but seize the day…

Within 20 mins I was in a cab to my gym to collect some things from my locker and within an hour I had checked into our favourite hotel on Park Lane.

I sat on the bed of an outrageously large room, benefit of having a corporate account is that I always get upgraded to a junior suite, tapping out a text to Nina…

“1 hour, an envelope in yr name at XXX Hotel desk”

I went over to the desk and pulled out a piece of the hotel’s beautifully printed notepaper and pulled out my pen….”Room 511, go in, be in position on the bed and wait for daddy”. I slipped in a key card and sealed the envelope.

I took the lift down to reception and handed the envelope to the receptionist, telling her that a colleague would be here in an hour to collect it and went off to the one of the two bars in the hotel, the one that has a direct view of the main entrance, found an anonymous corner and ordered a drink.

One of the things I love most about Nina is that she is never late (see previous posts!)…bang on 1, I saw my beautiful, elegant little walk confidently through the revolving doors and up to the reception desk.

Game on.

Now, people who don’t understand the beauty of dominance and submission have no idea how sexy making your sub, or little, wait can be.

As the minutes ticked by, my mind reflected back to what else I had done before I left the room. On the bed I had left three things. A note, a blindfold and one of her birthday presents, a metal butt plug.

I think you’re probably getting the picture.

By now it was 10 past 1, I wouldn’t leave until quarter past.

Within 2 mins of leaving the bar I was at the door of our room, it opened into a darkness relieved only by a soft light coming from the bathroom, just as I’d left it. With one difference, there was now a beautiful, naked woman on all-fours on the bed, with her arse in the air, the silver shine of a jewelled butt plug clearly defined against her beautiful black bottom..

The door clicked shut behind me and I noticed a definite wobble in Nina as she shifted uneasily on the bed.

Anticipation is all. As Nina’s imagination worked overtime in the total blackness behind the blindfold, I set to work.

I had laid out my tools on an ottoman by the window, a crop, a rubber paddle and a flogger.

I started with the crop, taps around her gorgeous full arse, down the back of her legs, each becoming slightly crueller, as the flick increased.

I gestured with the crop for her to push her kneeling legs apart, she obeyed immediately.

I spoke for the first time, “Nina, daddy had a busy day today and didn’t appreciate his little princess needing fucking like some common whore”

She mumbled “I’m sorry daddy”

I turned back to the ottoman and picked up the ball gag and gathering her long hair, reached underneath and tightened the leather buckle. Next I fastened her ankles to a spreader bar and moving a pillow down for her head, as I fastened her wrists to the same bar.

This had the effect of raising her arse higher in the air.

Through the gag Nina emitted a soft moan.

I set back to work with the crop, harder and harder, then started slapping it against her bald cunt, the moans became more and more urgent.

“My little slut must learn that daddy only punishes her to make her better”

A nod and a louder moan as the crop impacted with full force on her beautiful black cunt.

I had been working on her for at least 30 mins and her reaction to each stroke was electric. I switched from the slap of the crop, to my hand, to a fiendish rubber paddle, then a leather flogger.

Nina was flying. Now time for some pleasure.

My fingers pushed into her wet cunt, slowly, but forcefully. Her back arched and her arse pushed down onto my hand, then in slipped a third finger.

My fingers were working her g-spot, I knew what I wanted to achieve and within 20 seconds she started shaking uncontrollably. moaning as if the gag wasn’t there, then wetness run down my wrist as she gushed onto my hand. An amazingly hot moment.

I grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back….”daddy thinks his little girl should be studying, not acting like a common slut”

I removed the gag and moved up with my back on the headboard, as I sank forward Nina knew what to do, her mouth opened wide and hungrily sank onto my cock.

I was spent within a few blissful minutes.

The scene over, I checked in with her, all good.

Unbound, we lay cuddling, her putting her head on my chest as I stroked her hair, only moving to get the door for room service bringing us tea.

Within an hour I was back in Holborn, in a meeting to discuss an upcoming German project. I had to read the minutes several times after to remind myself what was discussed.

My mind was definitely not in the room.