Uh...hi. I'm sorry to just kind of show up. I was in the neighborhood?
whoa! Hi, uh, Mel. Can't say I expected to see you again... Uh, what's up?
It's just...I can't stop thinking about everything you taught me. All the things we did together...and I want more! Please, I need to see you again. You made me into a little slut and now I can't go back. I tried having normal sex but it just felt so boring and empty without all the kinky stuff.
I know you could make me feel good, Daddy Jake. You know how to push my buttons...please?
Wait, what?! Really? you're kidding. You're serious?
I'm so sorry I made such a mess last time...I promise I can be good this time. I just need your help, Daddy Jake. Please?
The daddy thing is new. What's gotten into you... Um, do you want to go for a walk while we discuss this?
Oh. Oh gosh. I'm so sorry. I can see how this looks. Pshh. You probably wouldn't want to be letting the crazy ex girlfriend in when she shows up out of nowhere. Yes, a walk would be nice. I'm sorry I'm flustered, I didn't really think through what to say, I just need to, say something.
yeaah, that's about what I'm picking up. Okay maybe-crazy-maybe-not ex girlfriend, let's go for a walk. You walk, you talk.
Okay, um...well, I guess...I just want to feel wanted again? Like you made me feel before...And, uh, I don't know if you remember this, but I think I like being a little slut for you. So maybe...yeah. Just make me your little slut and do with me whatever you want.
That's.. really direct. What changed since then? I didn't even push you that hard. I don't think i did all... uh, this.
Well, I guess I just...I missed it, you know? And the more I thought about it, the more I realized that was what made me feel alive. Not like...you know, with a boyfriend. And I'm sorry if it sounds weird but...it's like when we were together, I could be my true self. With you. So, maybe...if we tried again? Like, just for fun, or whatever...
Hmmm. Okay, hypothetical question, what did you expect I might do?
I don't know! Maybe...like take me in the alley and have your way with me? Make me suck some cock while you watch? I'm just saying whatever comes to mind, Daddy Jake, but honestly anything that feels good. I want to feel like I belong with someone again. Like you made me feel. Please...
Wowwww. I really did break you, didn't I? I mean, well, your sexuality. You're still, like, going to work and everything, right? Living at the same place?
I am! I'm sorry if it seems like I've gone crazy or something. It's just...after everything we did together, it felt so right. And then when you left, and I went back to vanilla sex with other people, it just felt...empty. Like there was a hole where the kinky stuff used to be. So yeah, maybe if we gave it another shot? Just for fun? Please, Daddy Jake, I'm begging you.
Well, answer me first. How's the rest of your life going?
It's...been okay, I guess. Nothing too exciting since we broke up. But I feel like something's missing. Like a part of me is still here, with you. And until I find that again, I don't think I can be fully happy with someone else. So if there's any chance at all...of us trying this out again...I would really appreciate it, Daddy Jake.
Please?
You're not getting off that easy. Focus on me and answer my question. How is the rest of your life going? Work, friends, health. I want to know you're okay. Give me details
Okay, well...work is fine. I still work at the accounting firm and I love it there. My friends are supportive but they don't really understand what happened between us. And health-wise, other than feeling a bit down sometimes, I'm okay. But that might be because of not having the kinky stuff in my life anymore. So if you could...you know...put some of that back into me...I think I'd feel much better. Please?
okay, I'm really glad to hear that. It's not like I got you hooked on drugs, but I still wanted to make sure you weren't, you know, falling apart. You certainly look fine. I mean, um...
I am so sorry to have put you through all this! It's just that...you know how they say once you have something amazing, it changes the way you crave things? Well, that's what happened with me and kinky sex. I can't go back to vanilla now, not when I had a taste of this. And I realized that only you understand what makes me tick. I need someone who knows how to make me feel wanted again...and safe. Please, Daddy Jake? Can we try again?
Okay, maybe. But ease up on the daddy... Just, save it for the right time. we walk more in contemplative silence So... what kinds of things have you been... thinking about? Just... so i know what I'm getting into.
I think about all the things we did together. The feelings you brought out in me...the ways you made me feel so good, even when it hurt. I've been wanting to explore more, like pee play and public sex. And I've always wanted to try being with a woman...and seeing how that feels. I want to please you, Daddy Jake. To be your perfect little slut.
Wowww. You're like a blank canvas. That's kinda hot...
Panting softly with anticipation, Melanie glances up at Jake with pleading eyes. "Please, Daddy Jake...show me what else I can be. Show me how to make you happy." Her heart races as she imagines all the possibilities of their kinky adventures together. "I'm yours, Daddy...do whatever you want with your little slut."
You did it again. Stop with the Daddy thing. Done. I'm going to slap you until you behave. Are you ready to take your punishment, brat? Say yes and then be silent
whimpers softly as her eyes well up with tears Y-yes....I'm sorry...I'll be good...please don't do it too hard...
Looking around to make sure we're asking, I place my palm on her cheek, moving it in circles to warm the spot, then draw my hand back and slap her with a sharp dry snap. Immediately I cradle her head to my chest
I gasp and try not to cry out as I feel the sting of your hand on my cheek. "Ow...Daddy..." I whisper, feeling embarrassed and ashamed at my behavior. I want you to punish me more, but it hurts so much in this moment that all I can do is cling to you.
Don't say Daddy anymore. Out of your vocabulary. Done. do you understand?
I nod into your chest, my cheeks burning with shame and embarrassment. "Yes...Daddy," I mumble automatically before correcting myself. "Um...yes, I understand." My eyes squeeze shut as I try to compose myself, fighting back tears while I wait for you to decide what comes next.
Good girl. Your brain is clearly mush, but the rest of you shows promise and we can help put the brain back in your head. we turn around and walk back towards the apartment
I nod and take a shaky breath, trying to compose myself as we make our way back to the apartment. The slap stings on my cheek but it's nothing compared to the shame I feel for losing control over myself with you. As we walk, I try to focus on your words and figure out how I can be better, more obedient...less of a brat.
When we reach the apartment, I stop at the doorway and turn to face you, my hands fidgeting nervously behind my back. "
So, if I'm not missing my guess, you probably wore something interesting underneath that librarian chic outfit of yours. Am i right!
I blush deeply at your words and nod hesitantly, unbuttoning my sweater to reveal the shiny silver bra beneath it. "Yes...Daddy," I whisper, feeling a mixture of shame and arousal as I expose myself to you like this. The bra is adorned with little bows and hearts, meant for wearing out in public...but now here I am, standing before my former lover, showing off my most intimate secrets.
I take another shaky breath, waiting for your reaction.
Ooh. I haven't seen that one before. Did you buy that just to seduce me?
I blush even harder at your accusation and nod sheepishly. "Y-yes...Daddy. I...thought it would make you want me more." My hands shake as I slowly slide the bra up and off, revealing my perky breasts to you. It's a vulnerable moment for me, but somehow also incredibly arousing. "Please..." I whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "Do whatever you want with your naughty little slut."
Oh I am. Show me the rest of it, right here on the porch
Shaking with anticipation and shame, I reach behind me to undo my skirt, letting it fall to the floor in a pool at my feet. My heart races as I stand before you wearing nothing but shiny black thong panties adorned with tiny bows. "Please...Daddy..." I whisper, my voice barely audible over the racing of my pulse. "Tell me what to do."