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She pinches her brow on a squint. “I thought it was a choker. There’s a difference.”
I nod at her fire. “There is, but it is in fact a collar. That’s a symbol of ownership.” I stall, reaching down to try to soothe the pain in my dick with a few strokes, lubing up the head with the stream of precum dripping from the slit. “Now crawl here.”
I nod at the spot in front of my feet.
She doesn’t move, as I expected. My pulse turns to rapid fire as she challenges me with her eyes.
“You can’t own people. That’s slavery and I’m sure you realize that’s illegal.” She tosses her head back, making her tits jiggle as the pink of her nipples does battle with the top edge of lace on the cups of the bra.
“Your father does not need a lecture from a little girl on legalities. I’m quite aware of the law and I’m quite aware that I break it often, if and when it suits me. As my daughter, your job is to do as I say. You can do that, can’t you?”
She gives that a moment of consideration before she shifts her weight on her knees, bringing one forward, then a hand, then a knee back and forth until she’s cat crawling forward, making my heart fucking sing.
“That’s a pretty little kitty. You are a good actress.” My dick twitches and I fight away the fear that I’ll never get myself all the way inside her. “Now, sit up like you’re begging, and pant… You’re a dog now. You like dogs don’t you, baby?”
Another moment of hesitation, but it resolves faster this time and pride swells in my chest when she shifts back onto her heels, hands up like little paws and her tongue lays out over her bottom lip.
Pant, pant, pant.
Her cheeks flush a deep red that matches her lipstick as she acts the part and this man that’s here with her isn’t the man that walked into her house the day before yesterday. I’m having fucking fun.
Fun.
The closest I’ve come to fun in decades is torturing assholes that mistreat their pets.
Now, here I am with a pet of my own.
Fucking weird but I’m so fucking turned on by her obedience and her willingness to do what pleases me, I’ve got visions of white chapels and happily ever afters.
“You want this, don’t you? You want your treat.” I fist my shaft, aiming the head toward her outstretched tongue as she nods with excitement in her eyes.
What kind of young beauty would do this for a man as old as her father with enough bulk to know that I should be hitting the gym more often?
A beauty that’s getting paid.
The thought comes unbidden. The old cynical Dietrich coming to the fore momentarily. But I push him back. This is real. It’s not just a transaction.
Her smile fades as though she’s read my mind. I swallow back my own insecurities for the moment. I’m claiming her as mine. Worthy or not, she’ll never know another man’s touch.
“Lick it,” I grunt in an attempt to distract myself from the other train of thought.
“Like a dog?” She breaks character and I consider that for a second.
“No. Like my daughter.” I blurt it out without hesitation, the full force of my deviant fantasies coming forward. “I raised you, didn’t I?”
A flash of doubt crests her face as lust and darkness do battle in my core, my thoughts starting to scramble.
Is it too much? Too far?
She answers for me. “Yes. But, I don’t know how to do it.”
“You want me to teach you?”
She nods, her hands dropping to the tops of her thighs, eyes lighting up like the fourth of July, and I don’t give a shit that I’m paying her right now.
She flutters her lashes as she stares at my face, waiting for instruction.
“After I give you a quick lesson on helping Daddy relax, I’m going to tear into that soft teasing gash of yours. I want you to know what it means to be owned by me.”
