Daddy Dom

Havermouth, Present Time

Aislen took her time with her preparation for Talen’s arrival, pin-curling her hair in order to get the maximum baby-doll bounce to compliment the Lolita dress, painting her nails glossy black, and applying her makeup to make her look as doll-like as possible. She had a suspicion that she’d tapped into Talen’s DaddyDom/little fetish, quite by accident, but now that she had come to realize it, she planned on having fun with it.

And with his many toys.

She found a vase and arranged the flowers in it, setting it onto the dresser in the master bedroom, before setting out a range of candles, using their wax to fix them to the furniture. She wriggled into the underwear and the Lolita dress and was breathless and aching with lust at the front the door when the front windows lit with car headlights.

She threw open the door with a grin that faltered as she saw Heath walking towards her. He stopped dead on the gravel and looked her over, his expression shifting from pen