"Daddy," I began hesitantly, "what... what happens now?"
He was quiet for a moment, his hand continuing its soothing strokes through my hair. "Now, my darling," he said finally, "we begin our life together properly. You'll stay here with me, in this house. I'll continue to train you, to discipline you when necessary, and to care for you as my little girl."
I felt a shiver run through me at his words, a mixture of excitement and trepidation. "And… and Selecta?" I asked softly.
"They'll continue to monitor us," Lord Adrian replied, his tone turning slightly harder. "But they've agreed to let our arrangement stand. As long as I keep you properly disciplined and cared for, you'll remain mine."
I nodded against his chest, processing this information. Part of me still recoiled at the idea of being owned, of being subject to such strict control and discipline. But a larger part — the part that had responded so eagerly to my Daddy's touch even after such brutal punishment — craved it.
“Yours, Daddy," I whispered, smiling up at him. “Yes.”
The End