Page 45 of Ruin Me, Daddy

“That’s my girl. My beautiful fucking goddess. You were such a good girl for me, Silver. But I’m going to have to hurt you again, just a bit, okay? Once we get those clothespins off, we can go have a snuggle. Sound good, baby?”

“Oh, Daddy, no,” she whined, her tone so pitiful he actually wished he could spare her the pain. “I don’t want it to hurt anymore.”

“I know, baby.” Cupping the back of her head, he drew her up for a kiss, claiming her lips as he pulled the first of the pins from her breasts. He drank in her cries as he freed her from her torture, until the last of the pins had been returned to his bag.

“There we go. All done, baby. All done.”

He made quick work of releasing her from the restraints as one of the Dungeon Monitors approached. After a quick, murmured discussion, he agreed to have his bag stowed at the front desk where he could retrieve it on his way out. The DM pointed him toward a series of numbered doors behind them, letting him know he could use room three for up to an hour.

Sweeping Silver up into his arms, he carried her down the podium steps and through the slowly dispersing crowd toward the doors.

The lights in the room were dim, but they were enough for him to see the couch in the middle of the room as well as the small refrigerator along the opposite wall.

“Daddy’s going to put you down for just a few minutes, baby.”

“No! Don’t go!”

Poor babygirl. Accepting that he wasn’t going to be able to let go of her without a fight, he crossed the room to the fridge and juggled her in his arms so he could open it and retrieve a couple bottles of water. On the counter beside the fridge sat a basket of candy, so he grabbed her a couple packs of the chocolate peanut butter cups she favored.

Settling on the couch with her on his lap, he placed the water and the chocolate on the cushion beside them and reached for the neatly folded blanket on the back of the couch. She whimpered when his knuckles brushed her nipples as he tucked the blanket around her.

“Sorry, baby. I’m being as gentle as I can.”

“Hurts.” Another whimper when he was forced to jostle her a bit as he reached for a bottle of water.

“I know. It’ll feel better soon.” Twisting the cap off the water, he lifted it to her lips, tipping the cool liquid into her mouth as she drank greedily.

When she’d drained the first bottle, he grabbed one of the packets of peanut butter cups and opened it. Her eyes lit with pleasure as he fed her that first bit of chocolate.

“A girl could get used to this,” she said with a sigh after she’d polished off the first pack of peanut butter cups, her head falling to his shoulder. “Thank you, Sir.”

“It’s my pleasure, baby.” They sat in silence for a while, and he savored the sensation of her on his lap, cradling her close as she came down from her high.

“You didn’t fuck me.”

Chuckling at her confused tone, he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “I did not. Are you disappointed?”

“A little. Mostly just wondering why.”

“Because this wasn’t about me, baby. It was about you, and all those big feelings you’ve been keeping locked up inside you.”

A frown tugged at her lips when she sat up to face him. “Is that what all that business was with the tears? You… what? Thought I’d feel better if I cried a bit?”

“That was part of it.”

“What was the other part?”

He couldn’t help but smile as he brushed a stray curl from her face. “You look so beautiful when you cry for me.”

Her eyes widened a bit at that. “Oh.”

“I know. I’m a horrible, sadistic man.”

“No. Well, yes,” she corrected with a shaky laugh. “It’s just, nobody’s ever told me I look beautiful when I cry. And nobody has ever planned an entire scene around me and my feelings.”

‘Nobody’ being Ace. She’d never played with anyone else enough to build the kind of trust a scene like that required. Anger flared in his chest, but he deliberately tamped it down. “Are you feeling better?”

Tilting her head a bit, she seemed to give the question some serious consideration. “I am, yes. I’m definitely feeling lighter than I was. Thank you.”

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