A Chance Taken

I was drifting through dreams when consciousness began to tug at the corners of my sleeping mind. A dream of a giant man crushing me in a warm bear hug turned vivid by the need to breathe. I gasped in the dream, attempting to fill my lungs but as the sensation remained my dream flickered, and my eyes flew open. I had trouble adjusting to my surroundings. I was alarmed as I could not move, breathe, or speak. My nose, pinched tightly shut, was unable to pull in any air. Something warm was stuffing my mouth, keeping me from breathing that way as well. As my vision cleared, I realized what was happening. My mouth was full of Daddy’s massive, soft dick.  Eight flaccid inches filled my entire mouth. I looked up, past Daddy’s huge hand that pinned my nostrils shut, and saw him looking down on me with satisfaction. I laid on my back, on a firm mattress, still completely bound in rope, with my head tilted to the side. Daddy stood at the edge of the bed and had massaged his dick into my mouth while I was sleeping and closed off my nose to wake me up. What was even more impressive, he had somehow removed me from my hanging duffel bag without waking me. I searched Daddy’s eyes as I thought this, savoring the power imbalance between the two of us. Then I felt pressure build behind my temples. I still needed to breathe. I looked at Daddy with newfound desperation as he continued to smirk at me. I opened my mouth as wide as I could around his fat cock and attempted to breath air through it. Daddy just laughed at my predicament and pushed his dick deeper into my newly widened jaws. I coughed and sputtered at the surprise invasion of cock into the back of my throat. As my lungs began to ache Daddy finally released my nose from his grips. My nostrils, sore from the pinching, flared open and pulled in as deep a breath as they could manage. I lay there, frantically breathing through my nose with Daddy’s soft dick still jammed in my open mouth. As my breathing slowed to a normal pace, I looked back into Daddy’s eyes.

“Good morning.”

He chuckled.

“I like to start my days with some good head. Suck me baby.”

Daddy ordered in his deep voice. Still recovering from the harsh wakeup call, I started in as earnestly as I could, sucking and slobbering on his growing cock. I pulsed my head back and forth on his member, trying to give it as much action as I could in my bound state. Daddy must’ve sensed my struggles and reached down to resituate my body. He easily grabbed my torso, flipped me on my stomach, and moved my body so I was staring down the length of his dick. With this improved access, I really set to work. I wanted Daddy to enjoy the feeling of my mouth on his dick. I wanted to give him the best blowjob he’s ever received. Anything to secure my relationship with him. As I felt his cock balloon to full erectness in my mouth, I marveled at the quality of the man in front of me. Daddy stood so broad and tall, dominating my entire field of vision. His prominent muscles, wrapped in a thin layer of plush fat, were covered in soft hair that smelled of pine and morning musk. The trimmed bush of pubes that tickled my nose smelled the same, only stronger. The thickness of his dick matched his frame and soon was too much length for me to easily handle. I struggled to take as much of his dick into my mouth as I could, the tip knocking at the entrance of my throat while nearly six inches of fully erect man meat remained beyond my lips. At its full length, Daddy had to be 12 inches long, if not surpassing a foot. The girth of his penis was just as impressive. My mouth was stretched wide around his dick, not for deeper sucking, but of necessity. His dick filled the entire circumference of my open mouth. I continued to work his penis as best I could, bobbing up and down his shaft, pausing to slurp on his perfect mushroom head and slide my tongue up and down his piss slit. I was encouraged by shivers that erupted from Daddy’s spine and continued up his torso. He moaned and leaned into me, burring his dick in my throat, and running his hands on my back. I quickly relaxed my throat, accommodating the long rod that had forced its way in. Daddy’s hands stroked my back, sending shivers up my spine as well. His massive paws felt huge on my lower back. Again, the size difference between the two of us invigorated me and I began tightening and restricting my throat around the length of his dick. This caused deep moans from Daddy as he pushed even further into me. I struggled not to gag, but it was difficult. I had practice deep throating and I prided myself on being able to take dick down my throat with out so much as a cough, but Daddy’s dick was special. I had never had this much dick, that far down my throat before. I slowed my breathing and inhaled deeply from my nose. I regained control and again began working his shaft with my throat. Daddy seemed to love it, keeping his dick balls-deep in my mouth, my nose buried in his pubes and his sack pressed tightly against my chin. With Daddy leaning over top of me, his dick down my throat and his hands rubbing my lower back, I was in heaven. I was impaled on his monster dick, completely made mute by it. I doubt even a scream, if I was able to muster one, could have been heard through his thick dick. It was extremely hot.

Suddenly, Daddy stood straight and withdrew his long penis from my jaws. The feeling of his long shaft receding from my throat was indescribable. The sudden increase of air hurt my lungs, as I had grown accustomed to shallowly breathing through my nose. On my stomach, I struggled to look up at Daddy. I saw him stretch his broad shoulders and wide back before leaning back over my body, reaching for the bonds lashing me together. To my surprise, Daddy began unfastening my restraints. I stayed silent as he worked. It took him nearly as long to untie me as it did to bind me in the first place. As Daddy unwound the final wrap of the rope, he tossed it to the floor and turned back to face me. I remained on my stomach. Unsure of my next move. As I felt the seconds go by, awkwardness crept up on me, and I began to shift. I began to lift my torso, propping myself up on my elbows. This was met by a firm push back into the bed by Daddy’s large hands. I again lay their flat, waiting for his next move. It never came. As the minutes went by, I decided to try again. Glancing up at daddy, made difficult by his great height and my stomach orientation on his bed, I began to prop myself up on my elbows. Again, I was pushed flat into the bed. Daddy was testing me. Silently standing there, his dick now above my head as he stood at his full height, he looked down, not saying a word. I again let minutes go by, determined to pass his test. Finally, Daddy reached down, grabbing my chin between his thumb and index finger, and lifted to bring my eyes to his own. Daddy purred in his deep, melodious voice,

“Good boy.”

He then reached down and flipped me onto my back. Grabbing my torso, he moved me up the bed, away from the edge. I stared up at him as he mounted the foot of the bed, crawling up to where I laid. He smiled down at me on all fours, his arms supporting him on either side of my torso and his knees slightly behind my shoulders. He glanced at my hard cock. Perfectly average, I was not especially girthy with only 5 hard inches. Looking back at me with a smirk he said,

“Cute cock Baby. Not quite as impressive as mine though.”

To emphasize his point, he shuffled forward, traveling further up my body until his erect cock hung over my face, shaking his hips to make it sway back and forth. It looked heavy as it swung across my vision. Daddy continued to shake his dick back and forth as he repositioned. Grabbing my forearms in each hand, his full weight was supported by pushing me deeper into the bed. It almost looked like he was going to do pushups with me underneath him. As Daddy secured his weight, he began lowering his cock towards my mouth.

“Open.”

Daddy ordered. I did as I was told. Daddy slowly lowered his cock into my mouth, pushing all the way in until he reached the back of my throat. From this position, a rough throat fucking would be easy, and I realized that was his goal. Daddy pushed at the entrance to my throat, sliding past my mouth into my esophagus. I relaxed as much as I could, to handle the onslaught of his massive penis. He slowly pulled out again, resting the tip of his penis on my lips. To satisfy him, I kissed and licked at the tip of his head, giving him the affection he deserved. As I kissed his tip, he pressed into me, separating my lips and sliding into my throat again. After a gentle start, Daddy began increasing the speeds of his thrusts, pushing all the way in with each. Daddy’s dick was so long It reached parts of my throat no other dick has. At certain thrusts he kept his cock buried deep into my throat. I again took these opportunities to tighten my throat around his cock. I could tell he enjoyed this. I enjoyed it as well. Even the feeling of his heavy balls resting on my closed eyelids was comforting. The scent of his crotch was intoxicating. Daddy continued to throat fuck me like this for some time. At moments, I struggled to swallow down his full length. As experienced as I am, his dick is just so much longer, so much more invading than any other I’ve taken. Daddy seemed to enjoy these moments of struggle though, pausing each time to allow me to adjust. He was gentler here than I had experienced him before. He was leading up to something, I was sure of it. Eventually, Daddy began taking longer pauses to remain down my throat. It got to the point where I struggled for air around his dick and through his balls, which rested over my eyes and nose. As Daddy let me fight for air, I began to struggle. I attempted to lift a hand to tap out, but I was firmly held in place by his weight on my forearms. His massive hands wrapped entirely around my lower arms and his full weight made any attempt of moving impossible. Yes, I was untied, but just as helpless as ever. Daddy relished the struggle as I began to squirm under him. I was able to breath but only weakly and the prolonged effort of holding his dick in my throat was steering me dangerously close to dry heaving. To make my situation worse, Daddy began gyrating his hips, twirling his dick in circles inside my throat. Impaled on his dick, my head bobbed around in awkward movements, following the circling of his hips. Daddy continued this torture for minutes. It took all my will power not to harshly gag on his penis. I concentrated all my effort on relaxing my throat, and even then, I was fighting the clock. Daddy was taking pleasure in pushing into my throat even deeper, covering my nose entirely with his ball sack. This finally cut off my breathing. I tried to breathe in through my nose, but the soft loose skin of his sack tucked inside my nostrils, blocking any air from getting through. I began to really struggle, which I’m sure was comical to Daddy. He effortlessly held me to the bed and continued to gyrate his hips, turning my pathetically weak head in circles with his dick. I lasted as long as I could before nearly blacking out. Somehow, as he always does, Daddy knew just the right time to allow me air. He pulled his long dick from my throat and as it left my mouth I gasped in deep breaths of air. My vision, which I hadn’t even realized had darkened, returned in sporadic spots of light. My chest heaved up and down for minutes before returning to normal. In a show of domination, Daddy rested his dick on my brow between my eyes as I regained my composure. When my breathing returned to normal, Daddy again ordered in his rumbling voice,

“Open.”

This time, Daddy was not gentle. He entered my loosened throat with one quick thrust and began fucking my face with intent. His hips pistoned into my face deeper and faster than I thought capable as he turned my throat into his own fuck toy. I struggled to keep up. The removal and insertion of his dick at such a fast pace made a gawking sound that I could not control. Daddy seemed to love it. Soon, as experienced as I am, I was gagging and sputtering on his dick. Unable to move or even turn away from his dominating dick, I just fought through it. After nearly 10 minutes of this assault, I felt his pulse quicken and his body tense. His hands shook as he gripped my forearms. I knew what was coming. I prepared myself as best I could as Daddy ground into me even harder. In a final push, Daddy leaned into my face deeper than he yet had and moaned dramatically. His body tensed followed by a releasing quiver. I could feel his dick buried inside my throat twitch, followed by a roaring release of cum. At least it felt that way. Daddy leaned into me roughly as pump after pump of his thick cum was shot down my throat into my waiting stomach. I managed to swallow every drop of his juice, surprising even myself that I did not choke on any of it. Daddy’s load was thick and full and as he slowly pulled his still twitching dick from my throat, it felt as though I just downed a full glass of milk. Daddy, finally releasing my arms, slumped on top of me, his torso easily covering my much smaller one, in a classic 69 position. His legs open around my head, with his warm, wet dick laid against the side of my face, I couldn’t move, again pinned to the bed. Looking up at the ceiling I tried to catch my breath and worked my jaw back to normal. It had been widely stretched by Daddy’s thick cock. Daddy began kissing and nibbling at my leg while we laid there. It was a nice break. The feeling of his full weight on my body, although difficult to fully breathe, was comforting, like a weighted blanket. Eventually, Daddy lifted himself off me and stood from the bed. I watched him as he smiled down at me, a warm expression in his eyes. He offered me a hand, the first gentle, non-sexual interaction we’ve had. I accepted and he pulled me from the bed to stand in front of him. Again, I was in awe by his sheer size. Standing naked in front of me, my eye level was only at his upper abdomen, below his pecs. His dick was level with my chest, and I was close enough to feel the warmth radiating from it. His legs were nearly as long as my body and definitely as thick. One thigh was as wide around as my chest. I looked upward to Daddy’s handsome, bearded face to find that he was staring back at me with a contented smile.

“You did a great job baby. You’re really quite good at swallowing Daddy down.”

The compliment made me blush and I beamed with a giddy smile. Daddy laughed and reached out to grab my chin. He affectionately stroked under my chin with his index finger as he searched my eyes, looking distantly thoughtful.

“Are you ready for the main event?”

Daddy asked. My eyes grew wide with excitement. I nodded my head.

“Alright baby, why don’t you get ready. Bathroom is right through that door. I’m gonna get in a quick workout and then I’ll join you in there.”

I was thrown off by Daddy’s tenderness at first. This past night has been extremely fun and sexually rewarding, but Daddy had only exhibited dominant behaviors. This change of pace was startling. I enjoyed it though. The affection that poured from his expression as he looked down at me… It made me feel safe. I nodded at Daddy before turning towards the bathroom. I stepped towards the door before a large hand clamped around my wrist and pulled me around.

“Don’t forget this.”
Daddy pulled me towards him forcefully and fit the ball gag back into my mouth. I felt my dick pulse at this rough handling. He dragged me around as if I were as light as a rag doll. Then, pulling me by the wrist towards a dresser, he grabbed a small, golden padlock in the shape of a heart from one of its drawers. He turned me away from him and fastened the lock to the clasp of the ball gag. As I heard it click into place, I knew Daddy intended to maintain control of me, even as he allowed me to shower and prep for the upcoming fun.

Daddy tugged on the lock to make sure it was secure and then leaned low over my shoulder to look into my eyes. He smiled and kissed me on the cheek, instantly causing my face to flush.

“Alright baby. Go get ready.”

As I again stepped towards the bathroom, he playfully gave my full ass a smack from behind, whistling as it bounced in reaction. I laughed into the ball gag and headed to the bathroom.

“Leave the door open.”

Daddy ordered. I did and watched him turn back towards the main living room for the home gym. In the bathroom, lined neatly on the counter were all the materials a bottom would need to prepare for a night with a top. My eyes went to the mirror, and I saw myself, naked, locked into a ball gag, as happy as could be. I looked ridiculous. But I was in heaven.