I shook my head, "yes, I understand," I mumbled. "Yes, what?" he grunted. "Yes, daddy," I whispered as he got up off his knees and licked his lips as he grabbed me by the hair and pulled it roughly. "Get dressed, I want to take you somewhere," he demanded. "This late at night?" I asked curiously. "What, don't you trust me?" he smirked. Ryker was already outside of the bathtub, he wrapped a towel around himself and walked into the bedroom.
I climbed out of the tub, wrapped myself with my bathrobe, and walked into the bedroom where Ryker was standing. there was an outfit laying on the bed. A button-up see-through shirt, a crimson red mini leather skirt, some fishnet stocks, and a pair of my converse. "This is what I want you to wear, okay?" he said as he walked out of the room. "I'
