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Mike paused, his initial disappointment morphing into understanding. Then, with a sassy yet affectionate twist to his lips, he quipped, "Well, obviously, he can't sleep without his superhero by his side, can he?"
Joe, unable to resist, leaned in to give Mike a tender peck on the lips. Hand in hand, they bid us goodbye.
As they left, I set about tidying the room, while Lina played nearby with her toys. Every so often, her gaze lifted from her playthings to me, a silent offer of help mingled with the understanding of our roles. She was to immerse herself in the joy of her Little space, and I, as her Daddy, was to ensure everything else was taken care of.
Finally, with the living room returned to its pre-party state, Lina crawled towards me, her movements exaggeratedly slow, her hand dramatically pressed to her forehead. "You must be so tired, Daddy. Maybe you should just go to bed and leave me here, facing the perilous night alone," she declared, her voice dripping with theatrical distress.
I couldn't help but chuckle at her antics. "Oh, so the great damsel in distress thinks she can handle the 'perilous night' without her knight? I doubt the villains of sleepiness and bedtime will be so easily vanquished."
Her wit was quick to return, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Ah, but you forget, dear knight, this damsel is more than capable of tricking those villains into another round of play. Or perhaps she'll just charm them into submission."
Shaking my head, my smile broadened at her playful retort. "You're so silly sometimes, princess."
Suddenly, the air felt thick with unspoken desire. I stole glances at her, taking in the curve of her lips, the flush on her cheeks, the way her eyes sparkled with anticipation. It was clear that she was aroused, and a thrill ran through me.
"Lina," I said, my voice husky, "are you turned on?"
She met my gaze, a shy smile playing on her lips. "Yes," she whispered, "I am."
“What do you want?” I asked.
“I want you to…” She hesitated for a moment, her eyes wide with uncertainty. "I've never been handcuffed before."
I felt a surge of excitement. "Really?" I asked, my heart pounding in my chest. "It's okay," I reassured her, "I'll be gentle."
She nodded, her lips parting slightly. "Okay," she whispered.
I took her hand in mine and led her to the bedroom. Then I slipped the handcuffs around her wrists, securing them tightly. She shivered slightly as the cold metal touched her skin.
"Now, what do you want me to do with you?" I asked, my voice low and husky.
She looked up at me, her eyes dark with desire. "Do whatever you want," she whispered, "I'm yours."
My mind raced with possibilities. I imagined running my fingers over her body, exploring every inch of her skin, tasting her lips, feeling her soft moans against my ear. I wanted to make her feel incredible.
I started by gently caressing her face, tracing the outline of her lips with my finger. She closed her eyes and sighed, her body relaxing against mine. I moved my hands down to her neck, feeling the soft skin beneath my fingertips. I leaned in and kissed her, my tongue exploring the sweet depths of her mouth. She kissed me back, her hands fumbling with the buttons of my shirt.
I broke the kiss and pulled away, my eyes scanning her body. She was breathtakingly beautiful, her curves accentuated by the soft light of the lamps. I couldn't wait to touch her.
I started by unbuttoning her blouse, revealing the soft swell of her breasts. I cupped them in my hands, feeling the weight of them in my palms. She moaned softly, her head falling back against the pillow.
I lowered my head and kissed her breasts, my tongue swirling around her nipples. She arched her back, her body trembling with pleasure. I could feel her excitement building, and I knew I had to take things further.
I unzipped her skirt and slid it down her legs, leaving her in only her panties. She spread her legs slightly, inviting me closer. I hesitated for a moment, savoring the anticipation.
Then, I slid my fingers inside her panties, gently exploring her most intimate parts. She gasped, her body convulsing with pleasure. I moved my fingers in and out, feeling her tighten around me.
I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, and I knew I had to stop soon. But I couldn't bear to pull away. I wanted tomake her come, to make her feel the incredible pleasure that I was feeling.
I quickened my pace, my fingers moving faster and faster. She cried out, her body arching against mine. I felt her climax shake her body, and I came along with her.
We lay there for a few minutes, catching our breath. Her body was still trembling slightly, and I could see the afterglow of pleasure in her eyes.
"What do you want as a reward for being so good?" I asked, my voice hoarse.
She looked up at me, her eyes still glazed with passion. "Spank me," she whispered.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I could bring myself to do it. But then, I remembered the way she had looked at me, the way she had given herself to me completely. I knew that she wanted this, and I wanted to give it to her.
