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Let’s Play With My Toys
Cum play with me, please?
The new idea I had boiling in my brain had me almost trembling with excitement. I knew you’d be home any moment, and I knew you’d be expecting me to greet you at the door with a smile. I was feeling an intensely invigorating thrill over changing it up a bit.
I hurriedly rushed to the bedroom and laid out my assortment of toys. Everything in order on the bed, from my small, purple bullet, to my largest wand, speaking a silent invitation to my dominant Daddy. Surely, you would approve of this.
I heard the door swing open as I finished my final touch. Wearing your favorite red lingerie, the hem barely grazing my smooth mound, I stretched out on the bed with my knees pulled up and separated just enough to set the ideal mood. I heard your heavy footsteps wandering from room to room, trying to figure out where I had gone. I remained entirely silent, as the finishing touch had been a piece of duck tape across my lips, silencing me for the time being. On the tape, I had taken a red Sharpie and written, “Fuck Me, Daddy.” The little hearts surrounding the pretty request had delighted me.
Finally, I heard you stop outside the closed bedroom door, and I breathed hard through my nose as I anticipated your reaction to me. The door swung open as I raised my arms above my head, toying with my hair…
