My Daddy Dominant

I’m kneeling at the door with my blindfold over my eyes fully naked just as he instructed me, Daddy doesn’t like it when I disobey him. The cool air is causing my nipples to peak and my breasts become unbearably heavy, The anticipation of waiting is causing goosebumps to rise all over my body and I feel the need for release already pooling between my thighs.

Everything feels so heightened without my sight which is exciting me even more, I can smell my own arousal and feel the slickness leaking out of my throbbing pussy. I hear footsteps approaching the thump thump coming closer and the sudden stop has my heart skipping a beat, I hear the jingle of keys before they slide into the lock which clicks open instantly.

*BELL CHIMES* I jump at the sound of the bell chiming, I look around at the few pairs of eyes staring at me and give them a dismissive look. Fuck I really need to have sex or something I can’t keep having these daydreams all the time.

My imagination keeps running wild and I can never seem to focus on anything. This is my last year of college and soon I’ll be off hopefully working for some big-time law firm, Having these daydreams and fixating on my deepest desires while I am meant to be learning isn’t helping at all. Now they are happening during class time, I shake my head to rid the thoughts of lingering desire and try and focus back on the teacher.

I check the time and notice we have only been in here for half an hour, I still have another 45 minutes to go. My last lesson of the day is with the sexiest professor on campus, he is the epitome of sex appeal. Tall dark and handsome doesn’t cut it, he is masculine and packed with muscle not to mention covered in tattoos.

Short dark hair god-like face and don’t even get me started on the way he dresses, every girl’s wet dream is him. Now he is someone I could daydream about all day long, I would love for him to make me call him Daddy. The things I would let him do to me, that’s a man I would let tie me up and have his way with me. And here I go again with the thoughts, Oh my god Brittney get a grip I think to myself.

I haven’t retained anything that has been said during this lesson and there is no point in trying to now. I pull out my phone and go to message my best friend, Claire, she isn’t in class right now she is most likely sucking her boyfriend’s dick so she can go shopping with his money.

I am sending a quick text anyway to see if there are any exclusive parties tonight, We have worked our way up the ranks to earn our names here. Although having the parents we have it was easy but still proving ourselves wasn’t easy by any means.

I need to get drunk tonight and let off some steam or something, but these college parties don’t give me what I need or what I want. I need a release and I want someone to take control and have their way with me, not these stupid inexperienced college guys who just want to cum and that’s it.

They all care about getting their dicks wet, I need a real man who knows what he is doing and how to please a woman, I want someone who makes me beg for it while my pussy is dripping with need for only them.

Claire messages me back with a sad face emoji, so that’s a no-go for tonight. I sent back another text saying we should head to the club we frequent sometimes, It shouldn’t be that busy tonight seeing as it is a weekday, it is downtown in the main drag of Oregon, There is a bar area and then it opens into a restaurant. She replies instantly with a smiling emoji, That’s a go head then. She only ever replies with emojis when she is either sucking dick or having sex, which I knew she would be. I shake my head smiling trying to suppress a laugh.

Finally, the teacher dismisses us and we all pack up our belongings and leave. I take my time as I’m in no hurry right now to get to my next class. It doesn’t start for another 20 minutes, So I head out into the courtyard and find a spot in the sun to sit for a bit.

I am wearing shorts today that show off my toned tanned legs with a white cotton singlet top. the weather has been so hot lately that I am practically living in shorts and singlets. As I lean my head back to get some more sun on my face I see Beau Anderson or Mr. Anderson as he makes us call him sometimes.

I am watching him walk past everyone not making any eye contact at all, until his eyes land on me. I continue staring not breaking the staring contest we seem to be in. He has a sly smirk on his face that sends a delicious shiver down my spine, he is dressed in a suit today nicely fitted pants dress shoes and a white button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up revealing the tattooed muscled arms. He has his suit jacket folded over one arm.

As I continue watching him I see him checking me out, his eyes slowly roaming over my exposed legs and gliding up my stomach to my breasts and then my face. I return the favour and I'm not the least bit embarrassed about it. I wonder what it's going to be like seeing him in class soon.

As he disappears around the corner the spell-like trace I was in breaks and brings me back to the present. I need to get laid and badly. I go to Mr. Anderson’s class and it's like nothing happened at all. Fine by me, I know he is a teacher and I'm a student but like come on we are all adults here.

I leave the room and he makes no move at all to even acknowledge my presence. I sprint to my apartment on campus and run into the bathroom to take a shower. I need to get ready for tonight I want to look fucking hot, I might even pick up a lucky guy and finally get laid.

Claire meets me downstairs and we both get an Uber to the club. We talk shit really and she goes on and on about her boyfriend and how she is only using him for the money.

We all knew this anyway, he is some big-time TV presenter or something but the guy is filthy rich. We pull up to the club that has flashing lights reading Club X, we make our way out of the car and into the small line. As we are standing there we see a few cars pass us by that are all blacked out, We can't see a thing inside the car but whoever is in the car can sure as hell see us.

As the line moves forward and we make it to the front of the line, the bouncer asks us for our IDs which we hand over. He is quiet for a while and we see someone is talking to him through his earpiece. He looks down at both of us and turns to grab something, he hands us both black lacey eye masks. Claire and I both look at each other and we take the reluctantly he then instructs us to make our way to the lower level of the club.

As we enter the club and do as instructed and as we make our way down the stairs to the lower level the music changes, it becomes more sultry the bass of the music is like a caress to your body and the people that are dancing are moving together like they are fucking.

Everything down here screams sex and pleasure with a hint of danger. But that just seems to excite some sick part of me, As we move further into the room we notice that everyone is wearing masks. All of the masks look the same except for a few small details, some have a colour some glitter and some are plain. Mine is slightly different to Claire’s hers is plain black while mine has a singular crystal on the edge of the lace right near the eye.

They must mean something I'm assuming, We find a seat at a small two-seater table right near the bar area and order some drinks. “Why do you think we got asked to come down here?” Claire whisper yells into my ear, I flinch slightly at the loudness but answer anyway “I honestly have no idea, but it's exciting don't you think?” Claire looks at me like I have grown a second head or something but I pay no mind to it as our drinks come.

The waitress who is dressed in hardly anything hands me a piece of paper while placing the drinks down. She leans down and whispers “When your ready let me know” What the fuck is she talking about I wonder. I just nod and watch as she walks off. I stare down at the paper in my hand and there is a number on it, Claire is talking to me and I haven't been paying her attention. I look up at her and see the concern in her eyes, “What did she say to you, and what's the paper for?”

I don't know if should tell her, or just brush it off. I know what she will say and I don't want to hear it, I want to have fun and be spontaneous live on the edge and all that. So I just said that it was the receipt, Claire gave me a disapproving look and stood up. “I’m sorry Brittney but I can't be here This place is weird and the masks, its creeping me out.

I am leaving, are you coming?” And there it is, I knew she would do this I knew she would make me choose and you know “I'm staying” And just like that I watch her slide her chair back and leave the table. As I watch her walk away and disappear up the stairs I call the waitress over and tell her I'm ready.

She bows her head slightly and tells me to follow her, I stand and follow closely behind her, What the hell am I doing I think to myself. This could be dangerous this could be a bad idea, but something low in my gut is telling me to just go with it and see what happens.

The waitress pulls a curtain aside and opens a door, we walk down a dimly lit corridor lined with doors all showing different numbers displayed boldly on the front. We continue further along till we come to a stop at door 315, “This is where I leave you, Knock 3 times and then enter” And then she turns on her heel and leaves, I stand here for a moment to gather my thoughts I turn to face the door and knock 3 times.

I hear a dark husky voice “Enter” is all he says, excitement bubbles low in my stomach and my heart rate has spiked. I enter the dark room that only has a few candles lit around the place, I try and take in my surroundings but it is hard to make anything out. I feel a presence come up behind me the male speaks again in that deep husky voice and he uses a more commanding tone. The word that comes out of his mouth has me both shocked and oh-so excited

“Kneel”