Day 7: Daddy Kink/Strap-on
Tally lay on the bed, her body trembling slightly with a mix of nerves and anticipation as she watched Sarah adjust the strap-on around her hips. The dim lighting in the room cast long shadows across Sarah's strong figure, but there was a softness in her eyes, a tenderness that made Tally's heart flutter despite the anxious knot in her stomach. This was a moment she had thought about for so long, but now that it was here, she couldn't help but feel the weight of it.
It wasn't the first time Sarah had touched her—Tally had felt her fingers and tongue, had been brought to the brink of ecstasy countless times under Sarah's careful guidance. But this was different. This was her first time with Sarah's strap-on, her first time fully surrendering her body to Sarah in a way that felt both exciting and terrifying.
Sarah's eyes met hers as she approached the bed, her expression soft but serious. "Are you sure, Tally?" she asked, her voice gentle as she sat beside her, her hand brushing a loose strand of hair from Tally's face. "We don't have to do this if you're not ready."
Tally's heart swelled at the care in Sarah's voice, her body tingling with the warmth of Sarah's presence. She was nervous, yes, but more than anything, she wanted this. She wanted to be Sarah's in every possible way, to feel the connection between them deepen, to surrender to the pleasure and the love that had been building between them for months.
"I'm ready," Tally whispered, her voice soft but steady as she looked up at Sarah, her eyes filled with trust and affection. "I want you, Sarah. I want this."
Sarah's eyes softened even more, a tender smile tugging at her lips as she leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to Tally's forehead. "Alright, baby girl," she murmured, her voice low and filled with warmth. "I'll take care of you. I promise."
Tally's breath hitched at the words, her heart fluttering as Sarah's lips trailed down from her forehead, pressing soft kisses to her cheek, her jaw, and finally, her lips. The kiss was slow, deliberate, filled with the kind of love and tenderness that made Tally's entire body relax beneath Sarah's touch. She felt safe, cherished, in a way that only Sarah could make her feel.
Sarah's hands moved gently over Tally's body, caressing her skin with a soft, loving touch as she slowly peeled away the thin fabric of Tally's nightgown, leaving her bare beneath the cool air of the room. Tally shivered, but not from the cold—from the anticipation, the knowledge that this moment was about to change everything between them.
"Just relax," Sarah whispered, her lips brushing against Tally's ear as her hands slid lower, her fingers teasing over Tally's breasts before moving down to her hips. "I've got you."
Tally nodded, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as Sarah positioned herself between her legs, the cool weight of the strap-on pressing against her inner thigh. Sarah's hands gripped her hips gently, her thumbs stroking soothing circles over Tally's skin as she leaned down, kissing her way down Tally's belly, her lips warm and soft against her skin.
"I'll be gentle," Sarah murmured, her voice filled with affection as she positioned the strap-on at Tally's entrance, her movements slow and deliberate. "But you have to tell me if it's too much, okay?"
Tally's heart pounded in her chest, her body trembling slightly as she nodded, her eyes wide with a mix of nerves and excitement. "I will," she whispered, her voice barely audible as she braced herself for the unfamiliar sensation.
Sarah's gaze softened even more as she slowly began to press forward, the tip of the strap-on stretching Tally in a way that made her breath catch in her throat. The stretch was unfamiliar, the pressure intense, but Sarah moved slowly, giving Tally time to adjust to the sensation.
Tally's fingers gripped the sheets beneath her, her body tensing slightly as the fullness of the strap-on began to overwhelm her. It wasn't painful exactly, but it was… different. She had never felt anything like this before, and the unfamiliarity of it sent a shiver through her.
"Breathe," Sarah whispered, her voice low and soothing as she paused, her hands still stroking gentle circles over Tally's hips. "You're doing so well, baby. Just breathe."
Tally nodded, her breath shaky as she tried to relax, focusing on the warmth of Sarah's hands, the tenderness in her voice. Slowly, her body began to adjust, the stretch becoming less overwhelming as she relaxed into the sensation. The discomfort began to fade, replaced by a growing warmth, a slow, steady build of pleasure that made her hips shift slightly, pressing herself closer to Sarah.
Sarah smiled down at her, her eyes dark with affection and desire as she began to move again, sliding the strap-on deeper inside her with a slow, deliberate rhythm. Tally's breath hitched, her body trembling as she felt the fullness of Sarah inside her, the stretch still present but now mingling with the pleasure that was slowly building inside her.
"You're doing so well," Sarah murmured, her voice filled with pride as she leaned down, kissing Tally softly. "I'm so proud of you."
Tally whimpered softly at the words, her heart swelling with love and affection as Sarah's slow, deliberate movements sent waves of warmth through her body. The stretch was still intense, but the way Sarah moved, the way she touched her, made it feel less like a challenge and more like a gift. Sarah was giving her everything, and Tally was ready to receive it.
"Daddy," Tally whispered, her voice trembling slightly as she looked up at Sarah, her eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and desire. "I… I need more."
Sarah's eyes darkened at the word, her grip on Tally's hips tightening slightly as her expression shifted from tenderness to something more commanding, more intense. "Are you sure, baby girl?" she asked, her voice low, her tone filled with dark promise. "You think you can handle more?"
Tally's breath hitched, her body trembling as she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, Daddy. Please."
Sarah's expression shifted, a slow, satisfied smile tugging at her lips as she pulled back slightly, her movements growing more deliberate, more forceful. "Alright, baby girl," she murmured, her voice filled with both affection and command. "If that's what you want."
With that, Sarah's hips snapped forward, driving the strap-on deeper inside Tally, the stretch and fullness making Tally gasp, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as the pleasure and intensity overwhelmed her. The burn of the stretch was still there, but now it was mixed with something else—something raw and powerful, something that made her whole body tremble with need.
Sarah didn't hold back this time. Her hips moved with more force, more purpose, each thrust pushing the strap-on deeper inside Tally, filling her completely. Tally's breath came in short, ragged gasps, her body trembling with the force of Sarah's movements, but the pain of the stretch had transformed into something else—something that made her feel alive, made her feel connected to Sarah in a way she had never experienced before.
"You're mine, baby girl," Sarah growled, her voice rough as she thrust harder, her hands gripping Tally's hips tightly. "All mine. Do you feel that?"
Tally could only nod, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as her body surrendered completely to the pleasure, the love, the intensity of Sarah's touch. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure and pain crashing through her, the stretch still present but now mingling with the overwhelming heat building inside her, making her feel completely consumed by Sarah.
"Tell me who you belong to," Sarah commanded, her voice dark and filled with need as she thrust harder, her pace increasing.
"You, Daddy," Tally gasped, her body trembling beneath Sarah as she felt herself teetering on the edge, the pleasure and pain blending together in a way that made her feel like she was about to break apart. "I belong to you."
Sarah's grip tightened, her movements becoming more forceful as she leaned down, her breath hot against Tally's ear. "Good girl," she growled, her voice low and filled with dark satisfaction. "Now come for me."
The command was enough to send Tally over the edge. Her body convulsed, her back arching off the bed as the orgasm ripped through her, powerful and all-consuming. She cried out, her voice filled with raw, desperate need as the pleasure overwhelmed her, the intensity of Sarah's touch pushing her higher, farther than she had ever been before.
Sarah held her through it, her hands still gripping Tally's hips as she continued to thrust, drawing out every last bit of pleasure until Tally was left trembling, breathless, and completely spent in her arms. Tally's body was limp, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath, her muscles still trembling with the intensity of the experience.
Sarah paused, her breath heavy and ragged, but her hands were gentle now as she carefully withdrew the strap-on, mindful of Tally's sensitivity. A soft whimper escaped Tally's lips as the last bit of fullness left her, and Sarah leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, her voice soothing and filled with love.
"You're okay," Sarah whispered, her hands caressing Tally's skin in slow, gentle strokes. "I've got you, baby girl. Just breathe."
Tally nodded weakly, her body still trembling but slowly starting to come down from the overwhelming high. She felt weightless, like her body had been unmoored, and yet Sarah's presence anchored her, grounding her in the warmth and safety of their shared space.
"Was that too much?" Sarah asked, her voice filled with concern now as she sat back slightly, her hands gently cupping Tally's face. Her eyes searched Tally's, looking for any signs of discomfort or regret. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
Tally shook her head, a small, blissful smile spreading across her lips as she reached up, her fingers brushing softly against Sarah's cheek. "No," she whispered, her voice still weak but filled with affection. "You didn't hurt me. It was perfect."
Sarah's shoulders visibly relaxed at Tally's words, her thumb gently brushing over Tally's flushed cheek as she leaned down, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to her lips. "I'm glad," she whispered against Tally's mouth, her voice filled with warmth. "But now I need to take care of you."
Without waiting for a response, Sarah carefully lifted herself off the bed, moving with practiced efficiency as she removed the strap-on, setting it aside before returning to Tally's side. Her movements were calm and deliberate, the usual authority of her demeanor softened by the tenderness she reserved only for moments like this.
Tally watched her, her heart swelling with affection as Sarah pulled the covers back, gently guiding Tally to lie down properly. The warmth of the blankets felt like a comforting embrace, but it was Sarah's touch—so gentle, so full of love—that made Tally feel safe.
Sarah reached for a cloth, dampening it with warm water before returning to the bed, her touch light and careful as she cleaned Tally's body, wiping away the slickness between her legs with slow, soothing motions. Tally's breath hitched slightly at the tenderness of the gesture, her body still sensitive, but Sarah's care eased any lingering tension.
"You're so beautiful," Sarah murmured as she worked, her eyes filled with affection as she looked down at Tally. "Do you know that?"
Tally's heart swelled, her lips curving into a soft smile as she reached out, her fingers brushing against Sarah's wrist. "I feel safe with you," she whispered, her voice still soft, her body relaxing further under Sarah's care. "I always do."
Sarah's expression softened even more, and when she was done cleaning Tally, she set the cloth aside and climbed back into bed, pulling Tally gently into her arms. Tally curled against her, her head resting on Sarah's chest, her ear pressed against the steady rhythm of Sarah's heartbeat.