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Tentatively, Janice extended her arms, offering herself up completely. Rusty took a pair of soft restraints from a nearby shelf, the fabric smooth and gentle against her delicate skin. As he wrapped them around her wrists, Janice marveled at the care he took to ensure her comfort.

"Too tight?" Rusty asked.

"No, it's just right," Janice assured him, feeling the security of the restraints in place.

Janice's heart raced as Rusty stroked her bare skin, his warm breath tickling her ear as he whispered affirmations. "You are so strong and beautiful, my wonderful girl."

She shivered at the sound of his voice. Each word from his lips ignited a fire within her that seemed to grow with every passing moment. Her insecurities, so deeply rooted, began to fade under Rusty's gentle guidance.

"Thank you, Daddy," she breathed, feeling a swell of emotion.

Rusty smiled, his hazel eyes filled with love and understanding. "Now, let's explore your body together, sweetheart."

He helped her lie down on her stomach on the cushions and started with light touches and caresses, his fingertips tracing delicate patterns along Janice's exposed skin. She bit her lip, suppressing a moan as the sensation intensified.

"Does that feel good?" Rusty asked, watching her closely.

"Y-yes," she stammered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment at her vulnerability.

"Good girl," he praised, sending warmth flooding through her chest.

His fingers danced along her shoulders, her spine, her hips, awakening parts of her she had never known existed. She felt present in a way she never had before. Her trust in Rusty grew with each caress.

"Rusty . . . Daddy . . . I love you," she whispered, the words spilling from her heart.

"I love you too, my forever girl," he murmured, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "Always have. Always will."

As Rusty's fingers traced tender patterns on her skin, Janice felt the last remnants of her inhibitions crumble away. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to become fully immersed in her subspace, a place where she could be free to express her innermost desires without fear of judgment or shame.

"Your skin is so soft," Rusty commented, trailing his fingers down her arm. "I could touch you forever, my beautiful girl." Rusty’s fingers pressed harder now, and he began to massage away the tension in her neck and shoulders.

“Mmm,” she moaned. “I can see why Snickers is so into this.”

“You give the animals so much care,” Rusty told her soothingly. “And now it’s my job to make sure you get the care you need, too.”

“Mmm,” Janice moaned again.

Rusty somehow knew exactly which parts of her needed to relax, and his fingers contained all the magic she needed to make that happen.

In her heart, she knew that Rusty was not only tending to her physical needs but also nurturing her spirit. The emotional healing they both sought seemed within reach, as long as they remained open and honest with one another.

“I’m going to start introducin’ some new elements now, Janice,” he told her.

“New elements?” she asked mischievously. “That sounds . . . exciting.”

Suddenly, Janice felt a tingling sensation as Rusty trailed a delicate feather down her spine, causing goosebumps to erupt on her skin. She giggled softly, marveling at how such a simple touch could elicit such an intense response from her body.

"Does that feel good, little one?" Rusty asked gently, his voice filled with amusement and tenderness.

"Y-yes, Daddy," Janice stammered, her breath hitching when he ran something harder and sharper over her flesh. She was pretty sure it was a pinwheel—she’d seen one of these in the Maple Cabin, but Rusty hadn’t used it on her before. She gasped.

“Is that okay, sweetheart?” Rusty asked. “It’s made of plastic, not metal, so it can’t hurt you.”

“Yes,” she moaned. “It’s more than okay. It’s . . . it’s scary, but good.”

The contrasting sensations of the soft feather and the spiky pinwheel created a symphony of pleasure within her.

"Your body is so responsive, my sweet girl," Rusty observed. "I want to make you feel as alive as possible before I claim you.”

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