Breathless & Burning

Velvet night

Candlelight

Dangerous eyes

Hidden sighs

Fingers trace

Slow embrace

Breathing thin

Heat within

Teasing touch

Need too much

Lips that taste

No time to waste

Bodies pressed

Sin confessed

Heartbeat race

Hungry pace

Moonlight glows

Desire grows

Shaking knees

Begging please

Sweat like rain

Sweet dark pain

Nails that mark

After dark

Tangled tight

Lost all night

Whispers low

“Don’t let go”

Passion deep

Secrets keep

Burning slow

Afterglow

Morning creep

Bodies weak

Shivers fade

Memories stayed

Eyes still meet

Pulse skips beat

One last kiss

Falling bliss

Silent room

Perfume blooms

Sheets still warm

After the storm

Hearts still leap

Back to sleep

Come here, Daddy

Hey Daddy…

I really tried being good tonight.

I tried distracting myself.

I tried being productive.

I tried pretending I wasn’t thinking about you.

Completely failed.

It’s quiet here

quiet always makes things worse 

because then my brain starts wandering… 

and somehow it always ends up back with you.

Your voice.

Your attention.

That Dominant look 

You’re such a distraction.

You know that?

I keep checking my phone 

Will your name magically pop up?

I keep wondering what you’re doing.

If you’re relaxing.

If you’re busy.

If you’re thinking about me too.

And before you get cocky…

Don’t.

Okay maybe a little.

But only a little.

I miss you tonight.

Extra.

Somebody’s stuck in my head.

So annoying

I miss being close to you.

I miss your attention on me.

I miss stealing moments with you where 

everything else gets quiet for a little while.

And honestly…

I want you here.

Not tomorrow.

Not next week.

Tonight.

I want one of those nights u show up 

suddenly my whole mood changes.

One of those nights where we forget 

everything else for a while.

Where I don’t have to think.

Where I can just exist with you.

Talk.

Laugh.

Be close.

Be your girl for a little while.

Maybe I’m being needy.

Actually no.

I am being needy.

Completely.

And maybe I’m sending this 

because I wanted your attention.

Maybe because I miss you.

Or maybe because I’m laying here 

wishing Daddy would stop making me miss him

You’ve officially ruined my night.

Now fix it.

Call me.

Or maybe…

Instead of calling me…

Get in your car.

Drive over here.

Come steal a few hours away 

from everything with me.

Because I miss you.

And tonight feels like one of those nights

I really don’t want to fall asleep 

without seeing you.

So…

Come here, Daddy.

(Based on a real life voice note late at night)

Daddy Violates Forbidden Virgin

Thirty Six, a daddy dom with firm control over good things,

Neighbor to her father—friendly nods, nothing more. 

Her eighteenth birthday: first time I laid eyes on her. 

Camera in hand, snapping party shots, She wore a tight deep-neck top, 

cleavage teasing, Paired with simple shorts—innocent enough for the crowd. 

But her gaze locked on mine, sub by nature, 

Flirty smiles and poses that screamed unspoken need.

Next day, she came over to see the photos, 

In jeans and a casual tee, brushing close on the couch, 

Fingers lingering, flirting bold—testing my resolve. 

Then parents left town, the house next door silent. 

Doorbell rang: there she stood, transformed— 

Tiny mini skirt barely covering her thighs, 

Thong peeking with every shift, 

Tight deep-neck top plunging low, breasts straining.

"Hey Hey Heyyy," she whispered, 

stepping inside, voice trembling,

"Parents are out of town, i am home alone, 

So i wanted some company" She said

She had this pleading puppy eyes.

"What?" I asked 

"You know this, you know me and you know what i need"

Please fuck me. Use me. Breed your little girl."

I stepped back, denial sharp:

"No, baby—this is wrong. 

I'm twice your age, Your father trusts me. 

We're neighbors; this could ruin everything."

"Daddy, I am Ovulating. Horny AF" she whispered

She bit her lip, eyes pleading, sub instincts on fire:

"But I'm eighteen now, legal and aching for you.

I've wanted this since I saw you at the party.

Be my first, Daddy—I've saved my virginity 

just for someone like you."

I gripped the doorframe, reasoning through the storm:

"It's forbidden, little one. 

One step inside my world

And there's no going back—secrets, lies, 

the risk of getting caught.

Your dad could hate me forever;

 this affair would burn us both."

She pressed against me, hands sliding up my chest:

"I don't care, Daddy. 

I need your control, 

your cock deep inside.

Deny everyone else—

just take me, breed me, own me."

My resolve shattered. 

I pulled her in, door slamming shut.

"Good girl," I growled, 

"but from now on, you obey Daddy completely."

I claimed her virginity on the living-room rug, 

Mini skirt flipped up, thong torn aside. 

She was dripping, impossibly tight, gasping as I stretched her slow—

 

"Daddy, it hurts so good—harder, please!" 

I thrust deep, relentless, breeding her exactly as she begged, 

Her submissive cries echoing: 

"Fill me, Daddy—make me yours!"

Every day after, she showed up in those tiny skirts, 

Thong flashing, top barely containing her 

We fucked everywhere: 

shower, kitchen, my bed. 

Mornings bent over the counter, 

afternoons riding me raw, 

Nights with her tied and begging for another load.

When her parents returned, 

the mini skirts stayed hidden, 

But the texts kept coming: 

Need you, Daddy. Door's unlocked.

The count of late night fucks while her parents were asleep downstairs

UN-FUCKING-COUNTABLE

Our forbidden affair burns hotter than ever—

My perfect little sub, forever marked as mine.