I drop my skirt down around my ankles and step out of it, heart beating fast. I’m blushing like crazy and although I know he can’t see it yet, he’s going to ask me to turn around any second.

And I want to. I want him to see it. But I’ve never felt this before, never had something… up there. I’ve never had something up my ass.

“Show me,” he says, just like I knew he would.

Slowly, I turn around. He lets out a soft groan as I show him the little white and brown fox tail protruding from my ass.

“Fuck,” he says.

I look at him over my shoulder. The plug is surprisingly comfortably, curved with a slim front and a flared base. The tail part is connected to the base, so it hangs down between my legs like a real tail would. It’s short and fluffy and actually really cute.

He steps closer to me. “Bend over.”

I do as he asks, spreading my legs and bending forward. I support myself with my hands on the front of the sink as he grabs my ass and slaps it.

I gasp and bite my lip. He smirks at me. “You like your little tail?” he asks.

“Maybe,” I say.

He runs his hands down along it, tugging it slightly, sending a chill down my spine. “I think you look fucking sexy with that up your ass,” he says softly. “You like it, don’t you?”

“Made sitting difficult,” I say.

He smirks. “That’s just part of the fun.”

I bite my lip as he grabs the tail and slowly pulls it back. I can feel the plug sliding out, but he pushes it back in, fucking my ass a little. He reaches around and grabs my chin and throat, pulling me back against him as he slides the plug in and out of my ass, gripping the soft tail portion in his fist.

“I’ve been thinking about fucking this cute little ass ever since I spanked you,” he says softly. “I want to feel every single inch of you.”

“You can,” I say back. I’m surprised that I like the feeling of the plug fucking my ass. I like that he’s gripping me hard and sliding it in and out, taking me, making me his. It’s a strange sensation but it sends pleasure rolling through my skin.

“Spread wider,” he commands, and I obey, opening my legs. He drops down to his knees and lifts up the tail.

I feel his tongue start to explore me. “Jacob,” I gasp, and then I moan as he finds my slick pussy.

“Just like I imagined,” he says. “Dripping wet and delicious.” He laps at my pussy from behind, licking every inch of me.

He reaches up and grabs my hips, spinning me around. I keeps my legs spread, my back pinned against the sink. He grabs the tail and slides it in and out again as his tongue sucks and licks at my pussy from the front.

I grab onto his hair. My legs are shaking but I don’t care, pleasure fills me like nothing I’ve ever felt before. He’s fucking my ass with the plug and sucking my pussy masterfully, alternating lips and teeth and tongue, sucking and sliding along my soaking clit.

He sucks me and I gasp, head tossed back. I can’t believe we’re doing this in the bathroom of a restaurant where anyone might hear me. I struggle to keep my moans under control, only letting out the softest noises possible, but he’s relentless. He takes two fingers from his free hand and slides them up inside of my pussy as he nibbles my clit and fucks my ass.

Everything is filled, every fucking hole, and his tongue laps up my clit faster ad faster. “Oh my god,” I moan. “You have to stop. I’m going to come.”

“Do it,” he says to me, not slowing down. “I want to taste you come in my mouth.”

“Fuck, Daddy,” I moan. He fingers me deeper, two fingers sliding knuckles and all, moving faster as he tongues me. He presses the plug up my ass and I’ve never felt so full before, so utterly controlled. I don’t think I could move even if I wanted to.

I’m at his complete mercy. I grip his hair, moans escaping my lips, and I feel it come on. I feel the orgasm wash over me as he finger-fucks my pussy, fucks my ass with the plug, and licks my clit up, sucking and lapping fast.

“Fuck, Daddy,” I moan again as the orgasm wrecks me. I can barely keep myself standing and when it finishes, he releases me, letting me lean up against the wall. He smirks as he stands up, licking his fingers clean.

“Good girl,” he says. “I’m proud of you.”

I laugh, shaking my head. “You’re crazy.”

“Get dressed,” he orders. “We’re not finished.”

I stare at him, sweating slightly, totally flushed. “The… tail?”

“Leave it in,” he says, and without another word, he leaves the bathroom.

I stand there alone for a second before locking the door again. I quickly wash up the best I can before putting my skirt and panties back on. I stand in front of the mirror composing myself before following him back to the table a few minutes later.

When I arrive, he stands up and tosses a couple hundred dollar bills down. I gape at it.

“Big tip,” he says, leading me away from the table.

We go out into the night and he calls his car. Not long later, we’re pulling up in front of that same beautiful house I’d been to before.

“This is where you live?” I ask him.

“Yes,” he says. “Home sweet home.”

“It’s really nice,” I say, following him up the stoop.

“Thanks. Can’t take credit, though. I had a decorator.” He pulls the door open and we step into the familiar place.

I look around again, picking up new details I hadn’t seen before. A closet to the left where he hangs up his jacket. French doors to the right, leading to another room, shut at the moment. And a hallway twisting further back into the house.

“This way,” he says, leading me upstairs. He takes my hand and pulls me along. “I’ll give you a tour another time.”

“Okay,” I say, doing as he tells me. We move upstairs and back into the same room I was in the other night.

He pushes open the door and turns on the light. It’s just like I remembered: big canopy bed, single chair by the side. But this time there’s a large bureau pushed off to one side.

He leads me over to the bed and pulls me down on top of him as he sits on the edge. I straddle him, feeling the weight and the heft of the plug in my ass as he pulls my hair back and kisses me deep.

This is our third kiss, and it tastes even sweeter. Maybe because I know what’s going to happen, but I can’t help myself with him. Every new moment is better than the last.

He releases me and his lips slide down to my neck. “Are you nervous?” he asks me.

“Yes,” I admit.

“Why?”

“Because…” I trail off, not wanting to say it.

“Because you’ve been picturing this for so long,” he says. “And you’re worried it may not live up to what you’ve been dreaming.”

I pull back and look at him. “How did you know?”

He smirks and kisses me softly. “I can read you,” he admits. “And maybe I had that same thought myself.”

“Dreams can be better than reality,” I say to him slowly.

He grins. “You’ve never had me yet then.” He pulls my hair back, making me gasp.

He’s right. I haven’t actually felt his cock between my legs. I haven’t been fucked. But he has gotten me off, once without even touching me. Earlier he so masterfully worked my body, pushing all my buttons, walking me to the edge. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten off that fast before, well, except for the time in the subway. But I’ve never had a man get me off so easily with just his fingers and his mouth.

Slowly he unbuttons my blouse and pulls it off my skin, letting it drop to the floor. He unhooks my bra and pulls it off before kissing my breasts, teasing my nipples with his tongue. He breathes me in and kisses my lips again as soft moans escape my lips.

I reach forward and push him back. He smirks as I unbutton his shirt, my fingers fumbling, but soon I get it off. He sits up slightly to toss it aside and I marvel at his chiseled chest and abs. I run my fingers down the lines between his muscles and he laughs softly.

“Not what you expected?” he asks.

“No,” I admit. “Even better.”

He suddenly stands up, lifting me so easily in the air. He puts me down and I feel the tail press up against me, pushing the plug deeper. He pulls my skirt and panties off, leaving me naked, just the tail dropping down between my legs.

Slowly he unbuckles his belt and pulls off his slacks. He folds his pants and tosses them over the back of the chair as I watch him. His cock is thick and large, pressed up against his black boxer briefs as he walks back over to me, a small smile on his face.

Instead of stopping, he moves over to the bureau and pulls open the drawer. “I’ve been thinking about what I want to do to you,” he says to me. “Do you know what I decided on?”

“No,” I admit.

“I want to tie you up. Make you unable to move a single muscle.” He pulls two long black strips of cloth out of the drawer and looks at me. “Could you handle that?”

I stare at him and shake my head. “I don’t know.”

“I don’t think you can, not yet,” he says, walking toward me. “We have to work to that. But we can start with something fun.”

He stops and bends forward. He grabs my hair and pulls me to my feet before turning me around and pushing me forward, bending me over.

“Look at that cute fucking tail,” he says and then he slaps my ass.

I gasp and look over my shoulder. “Daddy,” I say, eyes wide.

He slaps my ass again, a smile on his face. He grabs my wrists, forcing me down onto the bed, and quickly he ties them together. The ropes are made of silk, soft but firm against my skin, and he ties me up expertly. When he’s finished, he turns me around again and forces me to my knees.

He steps back and admires me. “Good,” he says. “Very good. Look at you. Hands tied behind your back. Cute little tail hanging down between your legs.” He pulls off his boxer briefs, his thick, enormous cock in his hand as he strokes himself.

He walks up to me and grabs my hair, tipping my chin up. I open my lips as he slides his cock into my mouth, pressing it deep down into my throat, making me gag.

He groans and slides himself out. “That’s a good girl,” he whispers. “I want you to suck your Daddy’s fat cock.”

I take him into my mouth again, sucking him hard, making him groan. I can feel the plug up in my ass as I move forward, taking him deeper into my mouth and throat. He’s huge, the biggest cock I’ve ever seen in my life, and it drives me crazy that I’m tied up like this, on my knees in front of him. I feel so helpless, and that only makes it feel so much better.

I suck him faster, getting greedy and wanting every drop from him. I press forward again, feeling him slide into my throat, and I love the groan that slips from his lips as he presses me even further.

I gag again but I don’t back down this time as he releases my head. I let him fuck my throat and mouth as I press further down, wanting to take every single thick inch.

“God damn, girl,” he groans. “You’re fucking impressive.”

I pull back and slowly tongue his tip, tasting his salty precum as I look up in his eyes.

“Get up,” he says. He helps me to my feet as he takes me over to the end of the bed and shoves me over again. He slaps my ass and pushes the tail up, showing off my glistening wet pussy.

He slides the head of his cock along my slit as he slaps my ass. “I’ve been dreaming about this pussy…” he says softly before pressing himself inside of me.

I gasp, shocked at the size of him and amazed that I finally feel him. I’ve never had something in my ass and my pussy before, and it’s almost too overwhelming. He slides himself nice and deep, slowly getting me used to the feeling, before pulling the plug out of my ass.

I gasp as it leaves, pleasure and pain welling up inside of me.

“Don’t worry,” he whispers. “I’m not done with that pretty hole.”

He grabs my bound wrists and slowly starts to fuck me, big cock whipping into my pussy. I look over my shoulder at him, watching his thick, muscular body slam into me, and pleasure rocks through my skin.

I can’t think as he works deeper and rougher into me. He slaps my ass hard as his cock roots between my cheeks.

“This is what I pictured,” he says to me. “Even when you were my student, I wanted to bend you over my desk and fuck your little virgin cunt. You were a virgin back then, weren’t you?”

“Yes,” I moan. “I was a virgin for you, Daddy.”

“Fuck,” he groans. “I regret not taking you back then. You would have given me anything I wanted, wouldn’t you?”

“Anything,” I repeat, short gasping moans escaping my lips. “I’ll give you anything now, Daddy.”

“I know you will.” He grabs my hair with his other hand. “You’re a good fucking girl. You’ll do whatever your Daddy wants.”

He fucks me harder, pulling my hair back, making me groan. Pleasure rolls through me in waves and I can’t breathe before he finally lets my hair go. I feel him thrust deep into me and then I watch as he presses the plug back into my ass.

I groan, loving the feeling of his cock in my pussy and the plug in my ass. He fucks me with the plug, sliding his cock in and out slowly, letting me take them both at the same time.

“I want to fill you up with my cum,” he whispers to me, leaning over my body. “Think you can take it? Every single drop?”

“I can take it,” I say to him, leaning over my shoulder as he kisses me.

He leaves the plug in as he starts to fuck me rough. I clench my hands, gripping the velvet rope as he rocks into me, pounding and slamming against my ass.

I can feel pleasure building up in my core as I picture him taking me like this. I wish I could watch him fucking me, his big, muscular body dominating my petite frame. He’s being so rough with me, fucking me like this with my ass filled up, the little tail pressed up. He’s splitting me in half and we both know it, but I don’t care. I want it so badly.

I start to rock my hips, getting into it, and I can tell he’s close. He grunting, fucking me faster, and I want it. I want him to come inside of me. I twist my hips and press back against him as he rips harder and harder into my pussy, long rough strokes, filling me up.

I can feel my orgasm come on faster than I thought possible. He slaps my ass and pulls the plug out as the orgasm starts building, my moans getting louder.

“Go ahead, girl,” he groans. “Come for Daddy.”

I come hard, the orgasm ripping through me. And just as it peaks, he shoves the plug back up my ass, pushing the pleasure even further. Tingles run down my fingertips, and I swear I think I nearly black out, but he doesn’t slow down. He doesn’t give me any mercy. He grabs my wrists and fucks me even harder.

And he comes not longer after, our sweating bodies pressed together. I can feel his hot cum fill me, spurting deep inside my pussy, making me scream out in pleasure.

When he’s finished, he slowly cleans me up. First he takes out the plug, and then he unties me. There’s a bathroom through one side door, and together we get into the shower and wordlessly clean each other. We kiss and caress each other, gently and almost lovingly. When we’re done, we collapse into his big bed together, his arms wrapped around me.

I didn’t expect any of this to happen tonight, but I’m buzzing with pleasure and I can feel a seed of desire still ringing inside of me. I keep thinking about the way he handles me, rough and direct, taking what he wants when he wants it. This is the kind of man I’ve always wanted, the kind of man I’ve always needed, but never knew it.

“Are you going to keep doing what I ask?” he whispers in my ear, the room dark, his body close.

“Yes,” I whisper back, and I know I couldn’t answer any other way.

Even though this may be a mistake, I’m so deep into him I can’t do anything else.