OMG I can't believe I haven't posted here in so long! I guess it's because I've been a perfect angel for the last 2 months. What?!! Don't look at me like that! I have!!! VoodooMan said so himself last week. *nods a lot* Okay, well, maybe I haven't been a perfect angel, but....anyway...I had to think all the way back to the beginning of September. I brought my black, patent leather, thigh-high, stiletto boots over, thinking that just maybe he might want me to wear them sometime. They're pretty damn hot if I do so say myself! He was lying in bed when I opened the box and showed them to him. He looked at them with some interest, asking me if they were hard to get on. I told him that even though they have laces they're quite easy to zip up the side. He asked how high they went up, so I held one against my leg so that he could see how tall they are. I was dying to wear them, but he didn't tell me to put them on and model them. *pout* I couldn't fucking believe it! I was already naked, so it would only have taken a minute to put them on....*sigh* As I admired my new boots and secretly pouted about not getting more obvious enthusiasm from him, an idea struck me. Struck! HA! *ggls* I know y'all are on the edge of your seat...wondering what in the hell I was thinkin'. Well, I'm gonna tell ya. I held one of the boots out toward him, and I asked him with a barely straight face, "Do ya wanna lick my boot?" I immediately began laughing my ass off at the ludicrous request for boot-licking from my dom. He looked at me as if I'd lost my everlovin' mind. "That's funny!" he said. I was still laughing as I put the boots back in the box and then set the box on the floor beside the bed. He got up and began walking out of the bedroom. "Daddy, where are you going?" I asked with just the tiniest bit of nervousness. "Don't you worry your little head," he called back as he quickly walked to the living room. "Daddy?!?" I called after him with more than a little nervousness. I quickly hopped into bed and pulled the covers over my head, as if that was gonna stop him....hahahahahahahaha! I heard him enter the bedroom, but instead of sliding into bed beside me, the covers were rudely snatched off the bed. Before I could even blink, he grabbed my ankles and pulled me to the foot of the bed where he effortlessly flipped me over his knee. The following words were punctuated by swats, like this: "Lick SMACK your SMACK boots SMACK? Is SMACK that SMACK what SMACK you SMACK said SMACK? Did SMACK you SMACK just SMACK ask SMACK me SMACK to SMACK lick SMACK your SMACK boots SMACK?" I could only gasp for air as burning pain seared my ass cheeks. "Answer SMACK me SMACK!" He paused to give me a chance to comply. "Yes, sir!" I finally managed to get out. I didn't see any point in playing the denial game. SMACK SMACK SMACK "Stand up!" he ordered. I was as limp as a wet dish rag by this time, so he stood me up himself with my upper body lying bent over the bed. He held my hips as he thrust into my (not) surprisingly wet pussy and then grabbed me around the neck as he viciously rammed into me. He fucked me like a little rag doll as my head flopped back and forth. As my cunt kept grinding against the edge of the mattress, I was soon begging, "Daddy, please!" He slowed down and withdrew until only the head of his cock was still inside my soaking wet fuckhole. I could feel wetness on the inside of my thighs. "Please, what?" he asked. I wondered if I should dare to even ask it. "I wanna....um....I wanna....cummm," I begged as I pushed back in an effort to get his cock deeper inside me. "You do?" SMACK "Play with your cunt and cum all over my cock," he growled as he put my hand down there. I did...and he then took his cock and shoved it into my ass. O. M. G. Deep and hard he fucked my ass...until I came again....squeezing his cock....and I felt him spurt hot cum deep inside me. Damn! I was quite literally useless for some time after that. My legs wouldn't hold me up anymore, so I just crawled a little further onto the bed and collapsed. He threw me a towel and said he was going to make himself some tea. I was welcome to come join him or just stay where I was at. I lay there for a bit, just enjoying la-la land. *ggls* I put my PJs on and joined him in the living room where he was sitting in his chair. I knelt by his chair and put my head in his lap. He placed a hand on my head and made that happy growl....*sigh*

Hrm...I'm kinda wondering now why I've been such a good girl....hrm....