by Olivia Fox
“Hey, how about we check in, put our things away, and go for a walk around the town?”
“Cool.” She looked so cute holding the rabbit called Boris to her chest, and yet, the gesture worried me slightly. She used him for comfort, which meant she was not totally worry-free. She was in what some might call a slightly “little space,” but it was more complicated with what I knew about Chloe.
I pulled her out of my Pontiac and stood her up on her feet, wrapping my arms around her and giving her a passionate kiss in the middle of the parking lot. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she tucked Boris into her purse.
The cabin had an amazing view of the cove and there was a huge hot tub in front of the sea-facing windows.
After tucking Boris under the covers, Chloe bounced up and down on the bed, and I took it as a good sign.
You might want to open this before we head into town, little girl”
“What is it, Daddy?”
She held the pink silk bow between her fingers and thumb, rubbing it in a self-soothing fashion.
“Open it up and find out.”
Chloe open the top box, which contained white cotton lingerie, decorated with bouquets of pink roses and ruffles all around the leg openings, on top of and underneath the bra cups.
“Oh, this is so pretty,” said Chloe. The next box was bigger and contained what Ariana referred to as a dusty pink fairy gown. Ariana told me words like “chiffon, silk ribbon, puffy sleeves, full skirt” all I knew is Chloe would be adorable in it, and I loved that it hit her at midthigh so I could fantasize about what was underneath all day long.
The next items excited me even more, and I was anxious to see Chloe’s response.
The panties had a light pink bow at the top on the backside and beneath was a flexible, fluffy kitten tail. Even sexier where the garters extended down from the leg openings.
Something told me Chloe would enjoy expressing her inner feline.
The final box had a soft satin dress in what Ariana called classy beige. It could only be worn in the bedroom since the side slit went all the way up to the waist and was barely held shut with diamond rhinestone chains. Chloe’s squeezable tush would look amazing from the side of the dress.
“There’s just one more thing, little girl.” I handed over the smallest box of all which was wrapped in silver tissue. Inside was a pink leather collar with a lock on the front in the shape of a heart. Spaced equally around the collar were small pink roses. Inserted in the necklace lock was a a heart-shaped turnkey. I walked to my duffel bag and pulled out a long leather leash the matched.
“Get up on the bed, kitten.”
She did as she was told, “Good girl.”
“Take off your clothes for Daddy.”
I pet her hair as she again did as she was told to let her know what a good girl she was. I put the collar around her neck and locked it. “This means you are never alone or too weak to handle anything because my strength is always with you when you have this on. It should also remind you to follow my rules at all times, even when I’m not with you. And if ever you’re feeling sad or lonely, it will comfort you because you know by wearing it that I love and care for you.”
She sat up suddenly on her heels and faced me on the bed. “You love me?”
“Yes, Chloe, it might be early, but I know what I feel. What do you think?”
“I never thought I needed protecting, but that’s what I feel with you. Protected. Safe. It feels better than anything I’ve ever felt before.”
“Good. Let’s get you dressed and go out and explore the town. I want to see what you look like wearing your short princess gown and your new lingerie set.”
Chloe
I didn’t know what Jax meant when he said I would find out later, after I asked him about what the leash was for. Sure, I could put two and two together. My new collar had a silver loop for attaching a leash. But what exactly did he have in mind?
How did the fluffy white kitty tail factor in?
Jax had arranged for a couples’ massage at a spa before our early dinner. It was all within walking distance, so we returned to the room completely relaxed and pampered. My earlier worries were hard to conjure up.
Back at the fairy tale cabin, my brain started to go down that unwelcome path. But I took Jax’s hand in mine and held the collar around my neck, which immediately soothed my anxiety.
After an eternity, Jax finally undressed me down to my new undies and bra set. He walked to his suitcase, grabbed the leash again, clicked it to the side of my neck and gently led me into the bedroom.
“You know what tonight is, kitten?”
Silently, I shook my head no.
“Tonight’s the night I take that sweet pussy of yours for the first time.”
“Do you understand what Daddy wants from you when he says to be a good girl, sweetheart?”
The single cocktail after dinner made me brave. I wasn’t embarrassed at all when I pulled on the kitty tail panties he bought for me and crawled on my knees in front of him and nuzzled the front of his trousers with my face.
“Go ahead, little girl.” Daddy said, encouraging me to unzip him. My kitty mouth watered at the thought of the huge cock that awaited behind the fabric.
Jax was a tall man, complete with big, strong hands, muscled forearms, bright blue eyes, and a smile which could melt away my fear in an instant. He told me he loved me, and I wanted to be his in every way a woman could belong to a man. I knew he was my protector, and I felt safe with him, but I also knew at the end of the day, it was him who was in control, and it turned me on.
Daddy stood still and I crawled over to him, rubbed against his legs, and wiggled my tail-covered bum so he would want to swat it.
Suddenly, he snapped. I had pushed at the limit of his self-control and all the passion and tension had built up in his body throughout the course of the days and weeks since we had first met exploded. Picking me up off the floor, he pulled my body to his, wrapping my legs around his midsection and my arms around his neck. He kissed me intensely, tugging at my hair.
Throwing me down on the bed, he got on top of me and pinned me to the mattress below. He bit my lip, kissing and biting a trail down my exposed body from my neck to my inner thigh. I gasped and moaned, needing his mouth on me. However, he was too greedy in his lust. He put his forearm gently against my throat and the gesture of extreme control made my pussy gush. In one fluid movement, he pulled his throbbing cock out of his boxers and shoved it in my mouth.
I couldn’t breathe, and I stared up at him, fully at his mercy. “That’s right, kitty cat. Look into my eyes. Let me see your beautiful eyes water as you swallow daddy’s big cock.”
His words turned me on even further. My pussy flushed hot at the thought of his huge hard-on filling my throat and even choking me with his cum. He let me up for air only to fill my throat again afterwards; in, out, in, out.
“Your lips look so good around Daddy’s dick baby girl. You like swallowing it, don’t you? You were made for this.”
I tasted his cock on my tongue and craved the way he used me. Nodded my head affirmatively to his dirty line of questioning.
“You’re such a good girl.” He growled, still gently squeezing my neck. “Daddy will do whatever he wants to you because you belong to him.” Removing his cock from my mouth, he put me on all fours on the bed and spread my legs. He licked me from my clit all the way to my bum over and over again until my legs were shaking with desire, “Mine,” he said and grabbed my titties and lightly twisted each one until I growled like a tiny female cat in heat.
“Let me see your pretty, pink kitty tongue licking Daddy’s big cock.” I did as I was told, turning around and lapping at his huge rod like a melting ice cream cone.
He pulled me up, gently kissed my face and grabbed my throat, saying “mine” once more. His mock-choking turned me on inexplicably.
“Get ready, princess. I can’t wait any more,” he pushed me gently backwards on the bed lowering h
imself to my pussy and lapping again at my clit. “Cum, kitten,” he said. “Be a good girl and cum for your daddy before I explode inside of you.”
The feeling was fantastic, and I bent my knees more to allow him better access to my pussy.
“Daddy, it feels so good! I need more. I need you.”
But he didn’t listen. He went on licking at me, and playing with my clit, and I knew we were both coming close to the edge.
“Please put it inside of me! I can’t wait any longer.”
He slid in halfway and it felt like I was being split in two. I didn’t know if it was normal to want him to ram me, but I didn’t care. My body was doing victory laps, and I hadn’t even cum yet.
“I don’t want to hurt you, kitten. But god, you are so tight and wet. I don’t know if I can hold back.”
“Don’t hold back. Fuck me. Make me yours,” I purred beneath him and scratched at his back for encouragement.
Inexplicably, he leaned down and placed his lips softly on mine. “You’re so precious to me, Chloe. Hold me tight.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on firmly. There was pressure, so much pressure inside of me. And then, relief.
Jax held still and the pace of his breath made it clear it was costing him.
“You OK?”
“More than,” there was slight discomfort, but it dissipated as I started thrusting my hips up against him.
“Oh god, Chloe. You’re going to make me cum, baby girl.”
Unbelievably I could feel him grow even bigger inside me. My heart was racing like a rabbit toward its burrow. Jax was slamming into me from above, and it could never be hard enough.
Just as he roared above me, my toes curled in concert with my pussy; contracting and spasming in pleasure as I clawed at his back.
Chloe made a trip to the bathroom, and I lay on my back thinking about how I would tell her. I knew myself. I was a Dom through and through. If I couldn’t have her with me, keeping her safe, I wouldn’t be able to handle it.
I didn’t care if it was partly due to what I had experienced with Jennifer. I was determined if I ever found love again, I would listen.
I would pay attention to all the warning signs.
Yet, in spite of these vows to myself, Chloe had been suffering without me due to the news about her sister not being able to pay for the credit card charges. I didn’t even know about it.
She came out of the bathroom wearing a sweet, pink pajama set. The bottoms were almost like bloomers with a lace border at the thigh, and her midriff peeked out above the waist. The top buttoned down the center and had a tiny satin bow just beneath her generous breasts. There were two straps held it on at the shoulders, and I wasn’t sure how I would manage to keep from ripping it off.
I piled all the pillows up so we had a comfy bed rest to sit up against. She crawled into bed, and I wrapped both of my arms around her tucking her head beneath my chin.
I reached to my right and grabbed a water glass passing it her way. She shook her head no.
I couldn’t hesitate any longer. “Little girl, there is something I need to ask you about.”
“What, Daddy?” she asked.
“I don’t want to ever experience what I saw this morning. I’m sorry, but I just don’t think I could handle it on a regular basis.”
“What do you mean?”
“Seeing you nearly incapacitated by your sister’s antics. It just about killed me. And it reminded me of Jenny even though I know you’re not her. You’re not addicted to drugs, and I can’t imagine you going that route.”
“No, never been something I’ve been interested in.”
“Even so, I felt so helpless against whatever you were experiencing. I need to be your protector and keep you from feeling that way.”
She assumed a quizzical face, her expression, her face scrunching slightly at the thought.
“Jax, my feelings are my own problem. It’s not your job to protect me from them.”
Silence sat between us for a minute or two and it felt like an hour.
“I disagree, Chloe. A Daddy Dom must protect, cherish, safeguard, love, and care for his little girl. And always put her needs over his own. I know this because it’s in my nature.”
“How do you propose to do all of those things? Sounds like a full-time job.”
“Not if you move in with me. If you move in, I can keep you safe.”
“Move in?!?!”
She pulled away from me and stared with her mouth half open.
Great, Jax. You really know how to blow a good thing before it even gets off the ground.
I was looking forward to seeing Ariana, Sofie and Gracie and get their thoughts about what Jax had asked me this weekend. I had no earthly idea whether or not it was too soon to think about moving in with someone, and to be honest, it scared the crap out of me.
We agreed to meet at Splendor in the Grass for lunch with wine. It was the first day of my long weekend, and all the girls had flexible schedules like me due to being business owners.
Splendor was luxurious. I walked into the sun porch, which was completely encased in glass, and had botanical printed canopies hung from the center of the ceiling with plenty of space between for the sunlight to stream through.
My three friends had already arrived and sat upon the silk, cushioned benches beneath hanging Moroccan light fixtures and a swath of pink begonias in bloom. In front of them they had already poured a rich red wine for each of us and at the center of the table there was a long plank of wood, polished so it served as a platter. There was an assortment of cheeses, crackers, cured meats, olives, pistachios, sliced fruit, small bunches of grapes, and mouth-watering spreads placed strategically on the buffet.
“Heyyyyy, Chloe.” How was your weekend?” Ariana slid a glass of the rich, red liquid across the table toward me. Both Gracie and Sofie had their elbows resting on the table in front of them, their hands clasped eagerly together, and their chins placed atop their folded fingers, looking like eager cherubs watching over the garden of Eden.
“It was great, you guys, especially, but not just, the sex. Jax told me he loved me.”
“Oooooh,” said the cherubs in unison.
“And you? What do you think about all this?” asked Ariana.
“It’s all happening so quickly. You know I told Jax about my diagnosis, and I never expected him to be so accepting, let alone overt about his feelings.”
“If he’s a Daddy Dom like you said,” Gracie stated, “then he doesn’t just want your body, he also wants your soul.”
“I never expected to find love like this, especially not so quickly.”
Sofie spoke, “The best kind of love is when it’s with someone who really sees what a mess you can be, how hard you are to handle, but still wants you more than anything.”
Ariana and Gracie raised their glasses instigating a round of toasts from all of us.
“Let’s hope you’re right. He asked me to move in with him.”
I could tell the three of them could’ve easily done a spit take at that point, but they kindly held their wine inside their mouths. Ariana was the first to raise her glass again. “Is it time for a toast? Or did you tell him yes yet?”
“Not exactly,” I said. “I didn’t say I love him back, nor did I agree to move in with him. I told him I needed more time. I guess I’m scared.”
Sofie shoved a rolled slice of salami into her mouth and chewed thoughtfully, “I guess I can understand where you’re coming from. If I hadn’t been trapped at Luke’s house, I’m sure it would have taken me much longer to get as far as we did. But there’s really no reason to hold back is there? I mean so what if it does go wrong? What do you have to lose?”
“I guess you’re right. I’ll tell you one thing; the sex will never be boring.”
“Do tell,” Gracie said.
“Well, first of all, when we arrived in Mendocino, he gave me a bunch of presents. Thanks for helping him pick out the dresses, Arian
a. A couple of gifts were extremely surprising.”
“Surprising how?” Sofie asked.
“Look, I need you guys to be discreet. At the same time, I really need to know what you think. He bought me undies with a kitty tail,” Gracie and Sofie began to tap their fingertips against one another in anticipation. “He bought me a beautiful pink leather collar something like a cat might wear, and he bought me a leather leash.”
“Oh, the spices of lust,” said Gracie. “So how did it turn out?”
“I found it to be extremely exciting, even the part where he was leading me around with my leash. So much so we ended up having sex for the first time. Does make me a weirdo?”
“Not at all! You two are some of the lucky ones who have found ways to make sex fun and exciting,” said Ariana.
“One thing I’ve learned is being a little doesn’t mean acting a certain way. It doesn’t mean you have to be Disney-obsessed, suck on a pacifier, or wear pull-ups. All of us here have Daddy Doms like you do, and at the same time we enjoy our femininity and adulthood in different ways.”
I put a cube of cheddar in my mouth and chewed. A small sip of wine washed it down.
“You’re right,” I agreed, “It’s just nice to know some people who also live by their own rules. I guess there is no such thing as ‘normal,’ in life, or in the bedroom.”
“Like Maya Angelou says,” said Gracie,
“If you are always trying to be normal, you will never know how amazing you can be.”
“I guess you’re right,” I said. “Here’s to an amazing life.”
I couldn’t wait to talk to Jax.
Jax
Chloe made a trip to the bathroom, and I lay on my back thinking about how I would tell her. I knew myself. I was a Dom through and through. If I couldn’t have her with me, keeping her safe, I wouldn’t be able to handle it.
I didn’t care if it was partly due to what I had experienced with Jennifer. I was determined that if I ever found love again, I would listen.
