It was my and daddy’s first anniversary. Daddy told me to follow him that he had a surprise for me and wanted to give me my anniversary gift. Curious what it could be, I gladly followed daddy, a little confused when we ended up in our back yard where there was a St Andrews cross and a bed. We had a huge private backyard. Daddy leads me to the cross, blindfolds, and ties me to the cross. He started to spank me, slowly hitting harder as he did.
One Daddy feels I am nicely warmed up; I think another pair of hands on my ass. Whoever is helping daddy is spanking me on one cheek while daddy spanks the other. After a bit, they switch to paddles. Next, it’s floggers, which is only Daddy. Daddy whispers in my ear happy anniversary, baby girl. Then he goes back to flogging me. When I feel a sharp sting and know it’s a whip from the feel of it, I think it’s daddy’s friend David. Then he whispered in my ear happy anniversary, love, and I know for sure. Continue reading “My First Anniversary”
Dirty little secrets are my favorite. So, you’re a man’s, man. As a result, you’re a respectable gentleman to the outside world. Think of the consequences if your wife or boss finds out your dirty little secrets. They would never look at you the same again. Are you a closet faggot or a pantie-wearing sissy boy? You’re afraid you’ll be considered a pervert or less of a man if they came out.
