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Perhaps it was wrong of her, to be feeling this way when she should have been grieving her best friend. But part of her simply needed to know thatshewas still alive, and she couldn’t imagine anything better than letting her Daddy work her over the way only he knew how.
“You’re going to feel a pinch, Ace. But this isn’t a punishment, so let me know if it’s too much, okay?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
As promised, a moment later something hard and cold clamped down on her nipple. She drew in a hissing breath at the sharp, stabbing pain.
Somehow, her clit interpreted the torture as pleasure and the need thumping between her thighs grew as he fixed the second clamp on the opposite nipple. It hurt just as much as it had when he’d used the clamps to punish her, but instead of stirring up those conflicting feelings within her, her mind was already beginning to quiet. As if the pain gave her something tangible to focus on, so she could simply forget everything else.
“You look so pretty with those silver baubles on your tits. I should take a picture.”
Panic locked around her chest at the lewd suggestion, and she immediately shook her head. “No!”
“Relax, Ace. I know better than that. But one of these days, I’m going to find an old film camera and get you all dolled up so I can have my own secret collection.”
The thought of being dressed up and posed like a doll was almost as humiliating as being called his little whore—and just as fucking hot. Not that she was going to tell him that, when he was already so sure of himself and the effect he had on her.
Did he ever doubt himself? Did he ever have those moments where he wondered if he was doing the right thing? Or if she might not enjoy what he had planned? Did he ever—
Both of the clamps were pulled down at the same time, tugging on her nipples and sending ripples of painful pleasure through her body.
“Ow! What was that for?”
“I asked you a question, but apparently your mind is somewhere else. Where did you go, baby?”
Though the question was layered with sweetness, she heard the danger lurking beneath the words. If he didn’t like her answer, or caught any hint of insincerity, she would pay for it. Dearly.
Honesty it was, then, and she could only hope he was satisfied with her answer. “I was wondering if you ever doubt yourself. You always seem so confident.”
“All the time, Ace. Especially with you.”
“Really?” The second sentence shocked her more than the simple admission. “Why?”
Strong, familiar hands cupped her face. “Because this matters. You matter, Mina. And I don’t want to fuck it up.”
“If you keep saying things like that, you’ll never get rid of me,” she joked. It was partially true, but she was afraid if she didn’t lighten the mood, she might say something she didn’t mean.
Or worse, something that she meant far too much.
“Who says I want to get rid of you? I told you already, baby, I’m yours until you’re sick of me. I would prefer forever, but I’ll take whatever time I can get.”
Tears soaked her lashes, and her mind scrambled for the right thing to say. Luckily, he took the decision away from her by pressing a hand between her shoulder blades, guiding her down so her face was pressed into the comforter and her ass lifted high.
“Do you remember when I plugged you before, Mina?”
“Um. Yes?”
“Good. I want you to breathe and push out like you did before. Daddy’s going to plug your bottom so you can take his cock tonight.”
Oh, fuck. Squeezing her eyes shut despite the blindfold, she braced for the intrusion. Cool liquid dribbled between her cheeks a moment before his finger breached that tight ring of muscle at her entrance.
“Relax, baby,” he said with a quiet chuckle. “I’m not trying to hurt you, but if you stay tense it will hurt.”
“It’s a little hard to relax with someone shoving a finger up your ass, you know.”
“I do know, actually.”
“Really?” The shock was enough to have her muscles loosening, her natural curiosity surging to the forefront of her mind. “When? How? With who?”
