My Fantasy Life… (#NSFW, 18+)

The other day in therapy, my therapist asked me to describe my fantasy life.  I will be honest and say that I LOVE my life with Daddy.  He is my person, my best friend, my life partner.  I cannot imagine my life without him so in some sense, I am already living my fantasy life…. I’m married to my best friend, we have a beautiful home, fluffy puppies as companions, good jobs… I have many blessings in my life, which also include my Dynamic with Sir. 

And sometimes…it is fun to fantasize.  As I am sure you (my kinky friends) can imagine, my fantasy life includes LOTS of discipline and spanking.  In my fantasy world, I live with a very Alpha man.  He is highly intelligent, successful, and works from home.  We have a beautiful house on a high cliff in Maine, overlooking the sea (I know how to dream big 😊).  I also work from home part-time but have quite a bit of time to serve my dominant man and care for him and our home.  Oh, and I have a turret room facing the sea, set up as an art room (I dream really big 😊).

I feel a bit embarrassed to admit that I fantasize about doing his laundry.  Being his dominant self, he often dresses me in nothing but one of his button-down shirts and skimpy panties and requires me to keep the shirt unbuttoned for his viewing pleasure.  I imagine him finding me in the laundry room, critiquing the way I am ironing his clothes.  He tucks me under his strong arm, lowers my panties, and spanks my bottom cherry red for my carelessness with his shirts.  After, he kisses me on the forehead and tells me to leave my panties down around my thighs until I am finished ironing.  He will be back to double-check my work on his next break.

In another fantasy, I am serving him his afternoon coffee.  He is on a zoom call, so I am careful to keep quiet and stay off the screen.  As I start to leave, he snaps his fingers and points, indicating that I am to crawl under his desk.  He keeps a fluffy bed there for me (okay yes, it’s a dog bed…but I’m not referring to any pet play here- not my thing) and often has me lay there, massaging his feet during his meetings.  I take my place under his desk, carefully rolling down his socks and removing them, and massage his feet extensively.  This brings me an enormous amount of pleasure…the privilege of doing this for him.  When I am done, I kiss the top of each foot lightly, expressing my love to him.  Suddenly, I hear him snap his fingers again.  He has unzipped his pants and I see his cock is hard.  I know what to do from there.  I cradle his balls in my mouth gently.  I am careful to keep my head beneath the desk.  I worship his cock, running my tongue lightly from his balls to the tip of his head.  Soon, I hear his laptop close.  He sits back and allows me to take him in my mouth fully.  He hands are in my hair now, controlling my movements, and soon he cums.  I swallow, licking him clean, smiling up at him.  He tells me that I am his good girl and that I may nap at his feet during his next meeting.  From his desk drawer, he removes a collar and gold chain.  He attaches the collar to my neck and secures my chain to his desk.  He kisses me lightly on my lips.  I curl up at his feet with sheer bliss.

BLUSHING.

I can’t believe I shared all that with you!  I will say that I did not share all those details with my therapist…just the part about the dream house and dream Dom. 

Thank you for reading…and I would love to hear about your fantasy life 😊

XOXO,

nora