Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Good Trouble


 Her cell phone vibrated. There was a text message from him. She hadn't even looked at it yet, but she had a feeling trouble was brewing for her. Good trouble. 

Nervously, she opened the text. "Position 7. NOW"
Holy crap. This was not good. 

She had become increasingly familiar with his short texts. The shorter the text - the more intense the message.

Jumping three steps at a time, she bounded up the stairs, hopped in the shower and prepared herself fast as humanly possibly. She was unaware that she could move so quickly. Somehow she thought dawdling would not serve her well.

Just as she crawled into the bed, she heard the front door shut. Was her heart racing from her rushing about or was it from excitedly nervous anticipation?

The bathroom door opened and closed. She held her breath as she felt his presence in the room.
No hello. No, "How was your day?" Now was not the time.

"You are so incredibly lucky you followed directions, little girl. You would not be prepared for the punishment you would have received."

"Yes, Sir."

"Speak not, little one. In fact, you are not my little girl. Prepare yourself. My dirty little girl is about to be used hard and fucked well."

She sensed she was staring down the barrel of trouble. Good trouble.

He grabbed the back of her hair and spun her around. Luckily she was completely soaked because he plowed into her like a freight train. It took her a minute to realize that the delicious screams she heard were eminating from within her.

"I fucking own you. Do you understand? You are mine." All she could do was nod -seeing as how his hand around her neck left only enough air to breathe- not articulate. His dominance was making her hot and wet like crazy.

"Good girl. All Daddy needs you to do is take it."

He pounded and plowed so hard that his thrusts lifted her off the mattress. He flipped her over on her side, and rammed into her from behind. She wanted to beg him desperately to climax. Being clairvoyant, he siad, "Not just yet, my dirty girl."

He suddenly got up and grabbed her by the hair. He plopped her in the chair and commenced to use leverage to go all in. The pleasure and pain of his thrusts against her cervix made her tremble. There was no way she was going to be able to stave off a climax much longer. 

Just then, he motioned her back to bed. Being face down, she did not see the positively primal look in his eye. He grabbed her hair. Nowhere near yet being sated, he growled in her ear:
"You are in trouble little one. This may be the night you dust off your safe word. I sure hope you remember it..."


kiwigirliegirl said...

wow that was hot and scarily a littel close to home :) i liked it, thank you for sharing xxx

Anonymous said...

I'm squirming in my seat as I type. That is seriously HOT! Thanks for sharing:)!


ekho_reborn said...

So hot!

Unknown said...

I love "position 7" implying they are all numbered. Hot!!

Simon Taylor said...

Very erotic and arousing I love your blog babygirl

pepper said...

Wow. So, so hot, babygirl...and you're just leaving us dangling? Are you sure you don't have a little mini-sadist in there? xp

Please, miss, may we have some more?


Kendra said...

Awesome... So freaking hot!

1ManView said...

Brutally Hott ....

baby girl said...


Glad you enjoyed it.


If I've made you squirm then I've done my job :-)


Hot is a compliment - Thanks for reading.

What? The positions aren't numbered? :-)

Very kind. Thank you.


Hmmmm..mini sadist? Never thought about it that way. Perhaps I do at that :-)


I'm pleased you liked it. Thanks for commenting.


High praise, indeed. Thanks!

Anonymous said...

Interestingly insightful. Well written and thought out.

baby girl said...


I'm so glad you enjoyed it. Thanks!

William said...

Wow...You love to be taken rough don't you? I love that. My kind of woman.


baby girl said...


Rough can be super fun...and super hot!! Glad you enjoyed it.