Page 97 of Filth: An Erotic Daddy Dom Romance
It all felt so surreal, as I stood there looking over the article again, thinking how in just a few short hours literally everything had turned around. All the bullcrap Skipp had pulled -for reasons I’m sure I’ll never understand– I’m happy to say was now no more. Instead, all people could talk about from what I could see of all the likes, comments, and reposts the article had already gotten since going live a few hours ago, was Hudson’s amazing heartfelt speech last night, and how well handled he’d dealt with all the rumors surrounding him and his, quote-unquote ‘’mystery lady’’ where below the main article was a full frontal picture of me posing in my ceremony dress, and next to it, a separate article section with the sub-header ‘’Who is the mystery lady Taylor Wainwright…’’ where it went on to detail the ‘TOP 10 Things You Didn’t Know…’’
It was so exciting!
And would you believe, both our social media followers had now doubled, almost tripled overnight! All in all, it was the most splendid thing to wake up to, and I had the luxury of sliding back into bed with my amazing boyfriend, who not only proved his love for me in his endless search across the city until he found me again, but had also made up for everything that had happened in the most romantic way ever.
To say I loved this man was something of an understatement, because I was irrevocably in love with him for what I already knew would be forever.
HUDSON POV:
To say I was in love with this woman was something of a weak understatement, as I cruised us by the river on our way home from our date that evening, listening with a continued smile as Taylor sang her heart out to a song she claimed to love on the radio, even if it was only the bars of the chorus she knew. The love that burned in my heart for her was unmatched by any feeling I’d ever had for a woman. It was exciting, different, and with an eternal flame that no matter who tried blowing it out, would continue to burn into forever.
These past few weeks had taught me a lot about myself, and a lot about Taylor too. I admired very much the way she stood up for herself and what she believed in, and while it took a vivid preview of the broken heart I’d be left with if I ever lost her, deep down I felt it was needed for me to learn who the real people in my life were that I could trust. And it goes to show time plays no factor in that, where we can indeed fall in love with people we just met, and that will be the love that lasts a lifetime.
TAYLOR POV:
I sat knelt on my knees in the center of the living room, listening to the evened paced steps of Hudson’s feet as he walked around me…
‘’Daddy wasn’t happy that you ran away from him like that’’ he said buckling in the last restraint of the leather cuff he’d placed around my neck, before walking around behind me and sweeping my hair back over my shoulders as he stood over me shirtless.
‘’What can I do to make daddy forgive me?’’ I said looking innocently up at him, and watched with a shivered bite of my lip as Hudson’s firm muscled chest rose and fell with a heavy breath, before walking with the same evened pace back around in front of me again.
Apart from our little elevator fun we had yesterday, we hadn’t fucked true ‘Daddy’ style since I returned back home with him, and with Hudson’s deep sexy blue eyes fixed down on mine, and his hands lowered south ready to open up his leather belt buckle, there was no denying how submissively hungered I was for him to dom me again.
I watched now from my knelt position as Hudson unbuckled his leather trousers in front of me, and began slowly lowering down his zip…
‘’Do it for me’’ he said all of a sudden, releasing his hand midway down the fastening, and with a naughty smile I reached my own up to finish undoing him…
‘’I don’t think so princess’’ he said abruptly stepping back from me, and I watched with curious eyes as Hudson’s hand reached inside his back pocket, and out came a long silver chain that dropped in length to the floor by his feet ‘’…this time you get to earn it’’ he said with a stern dominant gaze in my eyes, and reached forward securing one end of the chain into the hook on the leather neck cuff I was wearing.
I felt my heart beating hard, but not in the way one should when being punished. Rather in a way one would when being punished by a man who knew exactly what he was doing in the bedroom…
‘’Crawl to me kitten, show daddy how bad you want it…’’
‘’Yes daddy’’ I obeyed placing my hands forward onto the soft carpeting beneath me, where I began crawling at an even pace towards him in the tight black lace lingerie pushing my breasts up, and bouncing my ass out behind me, following in the direction daddy was leading me with his chain.
I hungered for his dick to be inside me, I wanted to lick him from the V-line up, along with every other naughty image that flashed through my mind. And I in that moment felt my lips actually saliva when seeing daddy reach his hand down, and grip tight around the thick outline of his cock which he naughtily shook at me, making my knees begin crawling faster.
‘’That’s right kitten, into the bedroom with daddy you go...’’ he said with a sexy side grin that shivered me excitedly, as he continued leading me by the chain inside our bedroom...
As soon as we were by the bed I was carefully released out from the leather chain, where my tongue licked eagerly over my lips ready to give Daddy the deep blow job I was hungering for, as he slid his leather belt out slowly from his trousers.
‘’Daddy meant what he said that you have to earn back his trust’’ and I bit my lip hard when seeing him suddenly reach under the pillow on the bed, and pull out from under it a long leather whip before standing me upright in front of him ‘’walk to the dresser’’ he instructed, and I walked in my tall heels over to the dresser like he wanted ‘’give me your hands’’
‘’Yes daddy’’ I said holding my hands out to him, and stole a nervous hungered glance up at his face as my wrists were bound tight by daddy’s leather belt.
‘’Now…turn and lean over the dresser with your eyes looking through the mirror at me’’
‘’Yes daddy’’ I replied, and I could already feel my warm vaginal moisture leaking my inner thighs, as I turned and leaned over the dresser looking through the mirror first at myself, then through it up at daddy.
I watched his fingers smooth down the thick leather material of the whip, before standing up close behind me with a stern look on his face through the mirror…
‘’You know what you did was wrong’’
SPANK!
‘’You left daddy feeling very lonely when you disappeared’’
SPANK!
