I smile, staring at the mirror, twirling in my little dress. It’s pink, like my collar, frilly, but short, barely covering my ass. I wear no panties, but my pink gemmed plug is snug tight in my ass. I’m not wearing a bra either and my pierced nipples strain against the fabric, soft on my skin. I’m not wearing my heels, Daddy says I don’t need them today.

I head away from the mirror, and out of my little room. I suck softly on my thumb, calm and comforted by the simple action. In public I’d feel uncomfortable, but this is a safe space for me. Instead I find my Daddy, working on a motorcycle part. He’s busy, but I’m clingy and he smiles and kisses and hugs me, despite clearly wanting to finish what he’s doing.

I should let him work, but I don’t, forcing myself on his lap. He smells of hard work and sweat. It’s the best smell in the world. I wiggle my butt, and to his credit, he works on it longer than I’d expect. Then finally, he grabs my head and kisses me hard, calling me a tease. I laugh, and tell him I just want Daddy’s attention. He then slaps me, very hard, and shoves me on the floor. Daddy smiles darkly, saying I now have it.