“You’ll wear a plug for me underneath your wedding dress. I want that pussy bare and your ass full when you recite your vows to me.”
“And if I refuse?” I sassed back. I knew full well that I would obey him, but I wasn’t going to make it easy on him.
“Then you’ll get to wear a bright red bottom underneath it, too,” he said, smirking as his arms squeezed me tight.
“Looking forward to it, Daddy.”
I smiled and hid my face in his chest, but he gripped my chin and forced me to look up at him. He kissed me, soft and gentle, a passionate lover hidden among all the hard edges of surviving in a world like ours.
“Maybe I’ll use my belt, little girl.”
“Maybe you should, Daddy.”
I couldn’t ask for anything more perfect.