Littol Rainbow

Kneeling on the cold floor infront of you,

wearing nothing but a collar around my neck, connected to a leash.

making soft, quiet crying sounds and whining like a puppy to get any kind of attention, but you don't say a word.

I want to look at you, to see if you even notice, or if you just keep watching that boring show on the TV... But i know i'm not allowed to.

a good slave must keep her head down and resist the urge to look at her master, until told otherwise.

I keep trying to get your attention by leaning my head on your leg and rubbing it lightly with my cheek, even though i know i probably should stop trying to test your patience..

but it's too late. Before i could say anything you pulled my leash and choked me with it so hard i could feel reality melting away to nothing but darkness and the sound of my own heart beating.

"Is that what you wanted, my needy little slut?" 
I looked at you with a slightly blurred vision, and smiled.
"Yes daddy, thank you".

Our friends will never know why we're always late

"You have 10 minutes to get ready, slut".

He said and closed the door behind him.

Of course i never learn, that sometimes it's better to keep my mouth shut, and said quietly that 10 minutes is not enough time.

apparently not quiet enough because he heard me...

I already knew what was coming before he opened the door and looked straight in my eyes.

"No problem baby, you now have 5 minutes. keep complaining and i'll make you go naked"

I lowered my eyes to the floor

"I'm sorry daddy..."

He chuckled for a quick second and left the room once again.

4 and a half minutes later i was ready and walked to him with my public collar in hand.

"Knees. Now."

I obeyed.

 
My eyes were shining when i looked at him.
Everytime i looked at my daddy...

He took the collar gently from my hands and locked it around my neck, Not breaking eye contact with me the whole time.

I adore the feeling of the cold metal on my warm skin... The constant reminder that i'm his.

He then grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled hard to "help" me get up.

Instead of letting go, he only tightened his grip on my hair, and slipped his other hand under my white tennis skirt to give my butt a hard squeeze.

a soft moan escaped my lips when he gave me a long kiss that ended with him biting my lip hard enough to make it bleed.

I hate the taste of blood but i was so turned on i couldn't care less.

"I wish we could stay so i can make you bleed a little more"

"What do you mean daddy?"

"Just be patient baby, and i promise you'll find out when we'll be back home."