The Present

Daddy presented me with the most wonderful present Saturday night. As you can see in the picture below, it is a tack bra made just for me. For those of you who may not be able to decipher the picture very well, it is a bra with many tacks distributed evenly throughout the cups. I had actually read about such a thing recently and was very turned on by the idea, but didn't have the nerve to actually ask him for such a bizarre thing. He had apparently also had the same idea planted in his head by another source and had been kicking around the idea of making one for me for some time. He admitted that he didn't actually think I would be willing to wear it. He was most decidely mistaken!

He made a trip out Saturday afternoon indicating he needed to procure something for this evening, then spent an inordinate amount of time in his office "preparing" the items he had purchased. I assumed it was something for me and something sexual in nature as our son had plans to spend the night at a friend's which generally means we are free to engage in all manner of spanking and debauchery once our daughter is asleep.

Once I had the little one down, I went to our bedroom where he had an outfit laid out for me...bra, panties and silk robe. For some strange reason, I had a sense/hope that he was making just such an item for me even though we had never had any discussions about our mutual desire for me to wear a tack bra for him. When I saw a brand new bra laid out on the bed, my hopes grew. I literally squealed with delight when I picked it up and confirmed my suspicions.

I carefully strapped it on, and well, it was uncomfortable, but in a very erotic sort of way. The tacks pricked my breasts deliciously. I felt them bite into me as I gingerly moved about.

"You know I'm going to make you wear that all day one of these days." Daddy announced with an evil little smirk on his face.

"Ok," I agreed hesitantly.




The evening continued in a most erotic fashion. Jay was free to spank me as he saw fit... he chose his hand and a paddle this particular evening. He pressed me down into the bed with one hand as he paddled me with the other. I moaned in sheer ectasy as the tacks bit into the delicate flesh of my breasts as he set my ass on fire.

Somewhere in the midst of the session, Daddy paused to snap the picture of my red ass that you see below. The bruise is actually left over from our play session in the closet earlier in the week.

I was such a happy little girl afterwards!