Arab Dom Alpha Daddy

We met on Grindr a couple of years ago. First-time daddy took me to Kabab Restaurant for a quick dinner. He paid for my bill and kissed me before we end of the date. My small Asian dick was so hard all time because daddy looks extremely mainly with his thick black beard and classic wood-based cologne. Typical Arabic handsome man. And I know daddy has a huge dick because when I got the kiss from daddy, he pulled me over gently, and my left hand ‘accidentally’ landed on his bulge. Daddy twitched when I did that. He looked at me straight in the eyes when I walked away. 

Then I haven’t heard from daddy for a week. We kept text messages back and forth every day, but he never said anything about meeting up. That was October in Toronto. And I felt lonely and needs to have a strong man holding me when I go to sleep. 

Exactly a week after, daddy texted me with a different tone saying, “ get your ass ready tonight cause daddy is coming to your place tonight.” He was usually really sweet and nice, I was shot when I got the message. But automatically I said, “ yes daddy!” I guess I am a slutty whore for him right at the beginning as I knew my place where is always going to be inferior. 

That night, I did a whole spa routine to make sure my skin was soft and my ass was stretched and wet. I was wearing nothing but a jockstrap as I was told. Waiting by the door on fourth. My heartbeat was so fast as my mouth was dry. I heard the footstep approaching. I left the door unlocked as one of the instructions I was received from daddy. He stepped in with his size 10 Christian Loublitine loafer where my eyes were going up from there. When I made eye contact with daddy, daddy slapped me across the face and said, “Bad boy, Where the fuck are your sneakers as I told you to wear tonight.” I was trembling and said in a very low voice, “ sorry daddy I fooooorgot.” 

Daddy was furious as I could hear his deep breath. He sat down on the bench by the door. I was looking down afraid he was going to kick my ass. He lifted my head from my chin using the tip of his loafer where I can smell that smelly sheer socks he has been worn all day. Just when our eyes met, a big stinky manly wad landed on my face. Then I felt a big rough hand rubbing the spit all over my face. I heard the daddy say, “ next time remember what I told you exactly, I don’t want this to happen again, you hear me? I paused and said, “ yeeee…”. Before I finished the sentence, another spit and a big slap on me. “ when I told you something you must say yes. There is no room for you to argue or think, understood?” He said in a deep and firm tone. “ yes sir”. Without missing a beep I said it. “good boy, your night is just about to start.”