Pain and Pleasure for Sadie's Sweet Bottom

Guiding Sadie's personal growth through tears and orgasmic moans

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Age gap | BDSM | Kink

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Darling Sadie was washing the after-dinner dishes in the kitchen, wearing her short skirt that didn’t quite hide her sweet panties. She was topless and wore a fun little pet collar with a tiny bell so we always knew her whereabouts. The bell gave a high-pitched tingle and ding while she washed the dishes, dried them, and put them away.

Collette was reading in the living room and I found myself lurking, watching Sadie clean and knowing that she had to also study for finals. College was just demanding enough for her.

She had been under our training for several weeks and seeing her bend, then reach high was mesmerizing. A look of innocence with her lively eyes and yet she embodied a decadent sluttiness, too.

“I’m proud of you, Sadie,” I said, stepping forward and laying my hand on her panty-clad ass. She was giving us the gift of her submission.

“Thank you, Daddy.” She glanced over her shoulder and smiled. She had earned the right to call me something endearing and intimate instead of the more stiff and formal Sir or Master.

Living together in a relationship eventually reveals who you really are and hiding your true self becomes difficult. The truth extended to a Dominant-Submissive relationship like ours.