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“Yeah, I’m sure.” “You said you would be my toy, but toys break.” “Not me. So daddy, fuck me, please.” A strange look passes over his features as he releases them and unbuckles his pants. And I can’t help the gasp that escapes through my tiny lips.

“Every day you prove how much you want to be my perfect toy.” I snuggled against his chest, exhausted but glowing with happiness. “Thank you, Daddy… I love being yours.” He smiled and tightened his arms around me. “Tomorrow we’ll try something even more intense. I want to take you to a crowded festival with the toys on for the entire day. Would you like that challenge?” Even though I was tired, the thought sent a fresh thrill through me. “Yes, Daddy. I want to try it.” He kissed the top of my head tenderly.

During that time, Richard went abroad to negotiate deals, leaving the company in the hands of Ryan Mitchell, his nephew, and me. We worked 24/7, either at the office or handling business matters, only going home to quickly wash up and sleep before heading back to work the next day. Even though Ryan was older than I, I had already lived two lifetimes, so I handled many situations more smoothly. His attitude toward me shifted from treating me like a little sister to consulting me on everything. We became allies. One evening, Ryan and I came home to find a luxury car parked outside. Jessica stepped out wearing designer brands head to toe, with Brett right beside her. She was clearly here to sho