Morning Rituals

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Sunlight filtered through the heavy curtains of Daddy’s master bedroom, casting a soft golden glow across the large bed. I woke up slowly, my body deliciously sore in ways I was starting to crave. My ass still tingled from last night’s intense claiming, and a pleasant ache lingered between my legs. The leather collar remained snug around my neck a constant reminder of who I belonged to. I was lying on my side, completely naked, with Daddy’s strong arm draped possessively over my waist. His warm breath tickled the back of my neck. Even in sleep, he held me like I was his most prized possession. I shifted slightly, and the movement caused a small whimper to escape my lips. The stretch from taking Daddy’s c**k in my ass for the first time was still fresh. Daddy stirred behind me. His hand

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