Page 83 of Take Me, Daddy


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I swallowed nervously.

“Stand up for me, little girl,” he instructed.

I stood up, suddenly feeling like my legs were made of jelly. The change in position renewed the soreness of still being plugged and I whimpered quietly.

“You look so beautiful, my little girl.”

His gaze traveled up and down my body leisurely, as if he was really enjoying the sight of me.

He stood up and strode over to me. His hand slid inside his suit jacket, and he pulled out an envelope. He pressed it into my hand. With confusion, I flipped it over, not finding any kind of label. I reached inside and pulled out a sheet of paper. I paused when he cleared his throat.

“Daddy took care of something for you and there will be no arguing over this, little girl. Understood?”

I nodded.

“I want to hear you say it,” he demanded.

“I understand, Daddy,” I corrected, feeling small, hopeful, and adored.

“As of a week ago, your marriage to Trevor DeSoto is annulled, but that’s not all. A restraining order has been signed against him, meaning he is not to set foot near you. His picture has been circulated with my men and with the Boston police department, as well as my contacts within the FBI. He will never bother you again and if he tries anything at all, I will handle things in a much more permanent fashion,” he continued.

A massive sense of relief poured over me.

“Thank you, Daddy,” I breathed. I couldn’t begin to explain how much that put me at ease, but I didn’t need to. I knew that he understood.

“Now that we’ve dealt with the past, little girl, let’s talk about the future.”

Suddenly, my stomach clenched with anxiety. He took my left hand in his and raised it to his lips. His kiss was gentle.

“Daddy is going to claim your last virgin hole tonight, but before we leave this restaurant, he’s going to claim something else,” he continued.

I stepped from one foot to the other, my hands instinctually going to my aching backside. I could still feel the heat from both his hand and the paddle through the dress.

“Daddy is going to claim you as his wife.”

He reached into his suit jacket again, pulling out a small blue velvet box. I gasped as he flipped it open to reveal what had to be a five-carat diamond solitaire in an elegant platinum setting. Before I knew what was happening, he was reaching for my left hand and sliding the ring on my finger.

He didn’t ask my permission.

He didn’t need to because good little girls didn’t get to question what their daddies decided for them.

I loved that.

CHAPTER19

Leah

By the time we came back home, I couldn’t keep still. The weight of the ring on my hand was heavy, but the knowledge that Daddy was going to fuck my bottom very soon had my stomach in knots. I was aroused and sore all over, unable to decide whether I was afraid or looking forward to such a shameful taking.

As he led me into the bedroom, though, I realized it didn’t matter.

It was going to happen either way.

He stood me in front of the bed, kneeling before me as he pulled off my shoes. The slight change in height made me feel so small, even though the heels weren’t very tall. Just as he had dressed me, he stripped me. His movements were slow and purposeful and soon I was naked before him wearing only his ring and the plug.

He pulled me close to him, winding an arm around my back and his hand around my throat.

“This isn’t a punishment, little girl. This is claiming.”

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