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She looked at him with those big eyes and shook her head. He didn’t want to make her burn or worse, suffer that fiery sensation on his dick so he wouldn’t but the threat was fun.

“Then be a good girl,” he told her, tapping first her nose and then the binky strapped into her mouth.

Precious little thing nodded and then he dumped her on the bed. He’d debated getting a framed four poster like he had at his townhouse but ultimately decided not to. Sometimes he regretted it, but he’d made sure to install plenty of attachment points on the frame that were hidden by the mattress. Mostly did the trick, and they would today.

He set to work, fastening a delicate chain harness around her hips and very tops of her thighs, buckling cuffs onto Lil’s ankles and wrists, and then clipping the ankle cuffs to a spreader bar so her feet were wide apart and her knees were bent.

She could still close her knees though and that wasn’t acceptable. But he could remedy that right quick. He drew her to the edge of the mattress and fastened the spreader bar to the bed before circling more thick cuffs around her thighs just above her knees and using lengths of rope to make sure her legs were forced wide apart. There, that was better.

The best, actually, because her pretty pigtails were spread out over the coverlet in black swirls, her tits were framed by the unbuttoned top of her onesie and the flaps that snapped at her sex were splayed open. Between that, the paci gag stuffed in her mouth, and the metal plug buried in her backside, the picture he’d painted with her as his canvas was downright obscene and made him impossibly hard.

As gorgeous as she was all bound and helpless, he wouldn’t render her entirely powerless. No, Vance held up a finger so she’d know he’d be right back and retrieved something from a drawer where he kept some of his toys. When he got back, he pressed a ball into her hand and shook it, a harsh jangling noise cutting the air.

“You need to stop or you need a break, you shake that real hard or throw it.”

She nodded, and he squeezed his fingers around hers. He’d do it periodically throughout the scene to keep it in the back of her head. Lil wasn’t shy about using her safewords which was great—eased his mind that she was truly enjoying everything they did or was consciously accepting it to please him—but this was different from how she usually told him. A little reminder never hurt anything. If anything, he hoped it would tell her how much he cared.

It was easy to say when they were Daddy and little but he wasn’t sure if she realized how much it extended beyond that for him. Nor was he sure she was ready to hear that. It’s not that he wanted her to be miserable but it would stroke his ego a little if it didn’t seem quite so easy for her to send him on his way come Sunday night.

Time enough to fret about that on his drive back to Clover City in a couple days. For now he grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed and tossed it on the floor so he could drop to his knees and get his fill of Lilith’s very core.


Tags: Honey Meyer Erotic