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“Firstly, while we are in this room, you’ll call me ‘daddy.’”
“Will I be your babygirl?” Her voice is barely a whisper, like the idea makes her shy. The bold woman who grabbed my cock is nowhere to be seen.
“Yes, you’ll be my babygirl. Is that okay with you?”
She quickly nods but doesn’t say a word. It’s like now that we’re having a real conversation about what will happen between us, she’s shutting down. That won’t do.
“I need to hear your words, babygirl.”
Desire flashes in her eyes at the term of endearment. Yeah, she likes it.
“That’s okay with me… daddy,” she says hesitantly.
It takes Herculean effort to not fling her down on the bed and fuck her senseless when she calls me that. A lesser man would come in their pants at how the word sounds on her lips.
“Are there other rules?” she asks meekly.
“No coming without permission.”
“That’s not fair,” she says indignantly. “What if I can’t control it?”
“Then you’d be my naughty little girl, and naughty girls get spankings,” I say with promise.
“That doesn’t sound like much of a deterrent.”
I chuckle darkly. “There’s more than one way to punish you, babygirl. And I’d be happy to try them all.”
A shiver runs through her at the promise in my tone.
“I guarantee you won’t like all of them.”
“How do you know?” she asks curiously.
“Because hardly anyone likes being dragged to the edge of orgasm over and over only to be denied time and time again.”
She shudders. “That sounds horrible.”
“Definitely would be more fun for me than you. So what’s rule number two?” I ask.
“No coming without permission.”
“Good girl,” I praise.
“What’s rule number three?” she asks.
“Always be honest with me. If I can’t trust you to be honest, I can’t trust you to tell me if I do something you don’t like. Can you be honest with me?”
She pauses longer than I expected over the question. I figured this would be the easiest rule to follow. It makes me wonder if there is something she’s already being dishonest about.
“I’ll tell you if you do anything I don’t like,” she eventually replies.
That’s not exactly the response I wanted, but it’ll have to do for now.
“If you agree to my rules… strip.”
I take two steps back, giving her space to obey or decline.
She reaches for the hem of her dress with zero hesitation and pulls it off over her head. Her blonde hair falls down around her shoulders in a silky wave. I lick my lips as I take her in. She’s wearing nothing but black lace.
