I unclipped the lead but left the collar in place around her neck. She stayed on her knees, waiting for the next instruction. I told her to finish stripping right there in the kitchen. She removed the skirt and the torn panties and the stockings until she was completely naked except for the leather at her throat. I stood behind her, one hand resting on the hot red skin of her ass, two fingers sliding easily back into the hole I had just used, the other hand cupping her bare breast and feeling the rapid beat of her heart. “This is only the beginning,” I told her, voice low against her ear. “You’re mine for as long as you choose to stay. You serve me, you do as Daddy says, and I’ll give you exactly what you’ve been needing all along. Are you sure you want this?” One tear slipped down her cheek. Her answer came without hesitation, clear and certain in the quiet kitchen. “Yes, Daddy. I’m sure.” I
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