Breathe

Today is going to be a long day. I am at a work conference. The kind where they want to provide you time to eat and network.

But I don’t want to network. I want to read Daddy’s words.

I like using my words, but sometimes Daddy’s are so much better. I read them and my brain turns to mush. I think he knows how he affects me. He knows when I get quiet, it is not that I do not make a sound. It is that the sounds are not coherent.

It is a sigh, it is my gasping and catching my breath. It is that moment of pleasure in the silence. He can quiet me like no other.

His words take my breath away. Now I want his hand to and his cock to follow suit.