He looked down at me. I made my eyes extra wide and adorable. Look, I know it's an evil superpower; Daddy has told me as much. But it's not like I'm using it to get him to rob banks. I'm using it so he'll fuck me. Win-win. Totally.

He shook his head, reached across the stove and turned the burner down on low. "It's your fault if dinner is inedible," he said.

Then he turned around and put his hands under my shirt and on my naked ass. I squealed as he lifted and placed me on the island in the middle of the kitchen.

Daddy adjusted one of the...