The dining table was set like something out of a luxury magazine crystal glasses, fine china, and soft candlelight. I sat across from Daddy wearing nothing but the black silk robe he had chosen for me and the leather collar locked around my neck.

Under the robe, the medium-sized plug was still firmly seated in my ass, and a new remote-controlled vibrator hummed gently inside my pussy on the lowest setting.

Daddy looked perfectly composed in his black shirt, sleeves rolled up to show his strong forearms, while I was already squirming in my seat.

“Eat, babygirl,” he said calmly, cutting into his steak. “You’ll need your strength tonight.”

Every...