Like a ring… Porn sex I shuddered, fighting my orgasm. “What time is it, Daddy?”
“Almost nine.”
“Six hours?” I gasped. “Melody wants to be a good girl for her Daddy. I swallowed it, my body trembling. None had any idea he had taken my cherry in a dressing room at the mall. The men gathered, their dicks hard. I was so bad.”
He grinned at me and the paddle swished. To have cum splattered on your ass.”
“Yes, Sir,” I panted, trembling, so close to cumming and yet denied my release. He grabbed his duffel bag—holding his toys, the collection of BDSM gear from the house—and slung it over his shoulder with ease. Cum splattered my sides, running down to my breasts. And today, at the dungeon, I would show not only Daddy that I was his good girl, but other Master’s with their sex slaves. How cute. I clenched down on his dick. Each one brought a momentary sharp awareness to my body. Daddy gave my hand a squeeze. I was so thirsty. The trip passed in a blur. My head swam as rushed into subspace. And as I screamed, as I tossed back my head, I knew I could stop it at any moment. I would be his good girl. Daddy hefted me in his arms. He had more than a few floggers, some
