PRISCILLA
"Welcome, baby," I said in a sing-song voice as I raised my hands heavenward.
"You f*****g w***e!" Tristen snapped behind me.
I turned around lightly and noted that Tristen was glaring right at me. I smirked at him as I flipped my hair across my shoulder. "If you think that insulting me would make me change my mind about what we are about to do, then you thought wrong. So, can we stop this act because I know you want me badly," I said easily as slowly touched my breast through my shirt.
Tristen moved over to me, kicking the slippers to the side as he grabbed me by the ass. "I told you I would be in charge. So, you simply have to do as I say, and we won’t have a problem."
I smirked. "Yes, Daddy," I said darkly.
He growled as he flung me on his shoulders easily. Tristen moved
