My anal muscles were gripping the slim silicone rod in rhythmic pulses. I couldn't control them. Couldn't control anything. The pacifier lay abandoned somewhere on the sheet, and my mouth hung open, drool pooling on the pink cotton printed with yellow ducks. The same ducks I'd stared at while Daddy assembled the crib. The same ducks that now blurred into watercolor smears as my vision swam.
"Daddy—" The word came out broken. "Something's—I'm going to—"
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An innocent daughter obeys her father's call to his study, where his careful words and lingering glances begin a slow, tender corruption she doesn't yet realize is going to become her world of pain and pleasure. For all ddlg, pet master story lovers this is for you.
On her wedding night, a naive bride consents to her husband's desires, unaware he will train her as his masochistic sex slave.
An innocent daughter obeys her father's call to his study, where his careful words and lingering glances begin a slow, tender corruption she doesn't yet realize is going to become her world of pain and pleasure. For all ddlg, pet master story lovers this is for you.
On her wedding night, a naive bride consents to her husband's desires, unaware he will train her as his masochistic sex slave.
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