Her breathing changed.
Still, she obeyed.
She didn't argue. Didn't ask questions. Maybe she didn't understand yet.
Why was she so calm?
I stared at our reflection in the mirror.
I took a deep breath, pretending her well-sculpted body and round, curvy figure a few inches from my c**k wasn’t doing anything to me.
I asked, watching her reflection in the mirror.
"Do you like what you see?"
Her body tensed.
She looked curious now. Wary, too. Like she was trying to figure out what game I was playing.
After a second, she swallowed and only nodded.
"Use your words." I demanded.
"Y_yes Daddy." She stuttered, gaze lowering.
"Good. Keep your eye on the mirror, now. Watch yourself as I spank your stubborn ass." I whispered, running my hands through her hair.
"Yes Daddy." she repeated,
