The restaurant was elegant and dimly lit the kind of place where powerful men like Daddy took important clients. Crystal chandeliers, soft classical music, and tables spaced far enough apart for private conversations.

I sat across from him wearing a beautiful black cocktail dress that hugged my curves. Underneath it, I had nothing on except the items Daddy had chosen for me:

The thickest plug yet — stretching my ass deliciously with every shift in my seat.

A powerful remote-controlled vibrator buried deep in my pussy, currently on the lowest setting.

Daddy looked devastating in a tailored black suit, completely at ease as he studied the wine list.

“Comfortable, babygirl?”...