For the first time since school started i was tired. Everything was beginning to build up. I came to Andrew's place later than usual. I had a hearing with the committee on a few stuff, seeing my father pays most of the stuff- like the prom, home coming which is in two weeks, the pep rally and of course the senior road trip.I walked in when the clock stroke seven. I yawned and went to my room, undressing myself before going into the bathroom, showering- do the normal routine.

Fifteen minutes later i walked out with a red facial mask and my hair in rollers to curl my hair. It was time to treat myself. Sitting down i removed my black nail polish and began painting it on my nails. When that was done i moved down to my feet but a sound startled me. "Good evening, Miss. Coma."

I looked to the open the door seeing Sir, he was now dressed in a pair of running shorts and a white v-neck vest, his hair all messy and sweaty. I licked my lips and smiled. "Sir." I whispered and lowered my head once again. God, i looked horrible now. But it seemed he did not care how i look. I am grounded so i can't go out- or even to Jane's, Maybe i can slip out Friday to the house party... I am sure Sir was not going to be at home this weekend- i mean it was the weekend after all.

He walked in and sat down on my bed, pulling my foot up to his leg making me gasped softly. He grabbed the nail polish and began to paint my toes, uh... "How do you feel about anal?" I chocked on my own saliva when he uttered those words. "Mm?"

I wanted to pull away but he was really good at what he was doing. "I- i never tried it before sir." I admitted softly, beginning to remove the rollers from my hair. "I am sure it hurts."

He chuckled. "Will you try it?" I gulped and nodded shakily. "How do you feel about pain?"

What now? "Correct me if i am wrong, but there is different kinds of pain- which one are you referring to?"

"Spanking,whipping," My eyes grew wide. "You know pain and pleasure."

"Why would i let someone do that to me, i am not a slave. And sure enough we are not in the early centuries where i am a pet."

He arched his brow. "I asked how you feel on that subject, not your opinion on it." He pushed my foot away and grabbed the other. "And you signed a contract, so it is non negotiable." Wait... what? "What do you like calling me?"

"Sir, i guess." I shrugged. When he finished with my toes he pulled out an envelope. "Shall we go through this over Chinese? I bite down on my lip and nodded. He eyed me but did not say anything and i quickly removed my lip. "Good girl."

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Two or so hours later i walked into his study, like he demanded. I was wearing my red satin pajama's and my slipper. Face clean and my hair was in a high bun, making my curls fall down my shoulders. I sat down in front of the desk. Andrew walked in with a pair of skinny black jeans and a white plain shirt, barefoot. "Chinese." He said, handing me my take out box. He sat down in his seat and opened the envelope. "Let's start with this, where are you planning on going to college?"

Uh.. "Stanford. Here in LA." i said and began to eat slowly, putting a noodle into my mouth. He nodded and pulled out a note book, beginning to slide his finger to and fro on the large tab. "I was actually thinking of going to Princeton."

He did not answer, he just made notes, eating as he did. "Are you okay with anal and vaginal fisting." And there i lost all my taste in Chinese food.

"No-no!" I protested. "Hell no." I could not help but laugh. "Your fingers yes but not your whole hand."

He gritted on his teeth and marked it off with a red pen. "Is sex toys accepted?"

"Sex toys?" I asked with confused expression, and i had no idea this was in the Non-disclosure.

"Vibrators?" He asked. I shrugged and nodded. "Dildos?" What's the difference. I nodded again. "Nipple clamps?" I arched my brow but nodded as well. A small smile formed on his lips. "Suspension, Hanging on a rope from the ceiling? Wait... WHAT!.


My mouth parted."For what possible reason?"

"For my pleasure." I really want to satisfy him even though i have no idea how to do that. I nodded and tried to take a bite from my food. "Bondage: rope, handcuffs?" I nodded once more. "Role playing?" Dumbstruck hit my face. "I love uniforms, school girl is my favorite." I whimpered as i felt the wetness returns, "Maid, police woman." I gulped hard and nodded again. "You will have sex- with me and only me. Got it."

"Yes- yes, i get it." I stammered.

"Anything i should know about your sexual orientation?"

My whole body stiffened. "I am straight, but i would like to experiment." A smirk formed on his lips. "With a girl."

"We can do that, i won't touch any girl unless you want me too, but if you want i will record it. Keep it in my secret stash for my entertainment."

Fuck this, i have to ask. "Are you a dominant?" I blurted out.

He looked up and shrugged. "There are many sort of dominants, i am a daddy dom." A what now? I have to Google it. "Now, we have everything out of the way; i would like to fuck you into the next Sunday, but i won't so you can go to bed. We can start your training this weekend. Go." I pulled myself up and walked out of the study. Going to my room i slammed the door shut. Instantly going to my laptop i hit up the search engine.

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After an hour, my eyes were wide. "Daddy DOM is more important to the life and happiness of his girl than the traditional Dominant or Master and their submissive. He interacts with her in the subcategory of “Daddy” within the lifestyle of Dominance and submission (D/s). In this specific DOM/sub subcategory the male dominant is called “Daddy”, and the female submissive (sub) is called “girl”, “little girl”, or “babygirl”,. To be crystal clear, in no way does a Daddy DOM or his Little Girl support roleplay incest or encourage pedophilia as part of the Daddy DOM lifestyle. Most Daddy DOMs and their girls prefer to avoid the term “daughter”, which implies incest." I read, playing with my hands. "Oh. My. God."

Notes

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PS: i did not want to take the aspect of fifty shades of grey because it is used a lot, so i tried something different. If you are uncertain about this, you can always Google it. I am sure i will lose a few readers, because of this, but just to be clear, the relationship entitled daddy dom has nothing to do with incest or what so ever.

I did my research before publishing this story and i know my fact.

So i hope you enjoy it. Lemme know what you think...