In return, he bought her several pretty collar style necklaces that would give her a similar feeling to his hand being there that she could wear while it was being cleaned. She liked them, but they weren’t his padlock and they both knew it. Which reminded him of the gift he’d snuck into the bag before they left.
“Get a closer look at them, daddy’s got something else for his baby doll,” he said, giving her a quick kiss before heading into the bathroom and opened his bag to get the long thin box.
“What’s that?” Megan asked, her eyes lighting on the box as she turned his way hearing his footsteps.
“Your anniversary present,” he said with a smile as her brows lifted a bit. “The swimwear is for daddy first and foremost, you know that baby doll. This is all for you.”
“Can I open it, daddy?” she asked, and he nodded, holding onto the box so she could take off the lid, then flip open the velvet beneath it. Her little gasp made his cock harden wanting her desperately and he gave her a quick kiss as she lifted the new choker from the lining.
“I know technically the tenth anniversary is supposed to be tin, but there was no way I was going to buy you a tin necklace. Instead I went with platinum—which has tin in the word,” he teased pulling a full, amazing laugh from her as her eyes glanced over the choker and the delicate pink etching on it that was made to look like a tied bow with trailing ribbon. “Turn it over,” he added when she looked back up to him with a huge grin.
“Daddy!” she gasped at the inscription he had engraved there. He had it made by someone that was enmeshed in a similar lifestyle, so they didn’t think it strange—the design or the engraving. “I love it. It’s perfect,” she gushed launching herself into his arms and he held her tight, his lips pressing into her forehead before fluttering over each eye as she held onto him tight.
“You can wear it with daddy’s padlock, and it will match in color, or you can just wear it whenever we take the padlock in for cleaning, you can decide,” he said, smiling fully when she held it up for him, lifting her hair out of the way as she turned towards the mirror in the space.
“I wouldn’t want to wear it all the time. The pink would likely fade if I did, but I love it, daddy,” Megan said, smiling as Ryan buckled it, his lips kissing her neck as he let it rest against her skin. “I love being daddy’s property.”
“I know you do, baby doll and daddy fucking loves that you’re my property. That’s why I had it engraved and if the pink fades, I can take it back to Micah and he’ll make it good as new,” he stated making her smile even more knowing who made it.
“I was wondering if you had to argue or were questioned why you wanted ‘Property of Daddy’ engraved in it,” she teased, laughing when he gave her neck a nip. “Careful, you’ll leave a mark and wasn’t it daddy that said he didn’t want anything marking my body?”
“Permanently marking it,” he growled at her, giving her neck another little nip. “Much as I’d love to put property of daddy all over my baby doll’s body, especially pointing towards my little pussy, I like you going out, wearing just enough to keep you covered, looking so fucking innocent that no one would have a fucking clue just how filthy I fuck my baby doll.”
“Mmm, well, then if you don’t mind something not so permanent, I might have just the thing to satisfy us both,” she mused, sending his brow upward this time. She leaned up, giving him a quick kiss before digging into her luggage, coming back with a little box. “Cassie might have given me these after our last vacation,” she added opening the box to pull out a little package of markers that sent his brow even higher. “I mentioned that you kept shooting me down whenever I suggested getting a tattoo and she texted me a few weeks later that next time we stopped in town I should check the mail. So when we were there, I found these.”
He took the box, a hint of a smile crossing his lips as he read the package. “Washable tattoo markers for skin…”
“And since the bikini bottoms you got for even our public plans are high waisted, I could give you a hint of what I was thinking about, but you won’t have to worry about it being permanent,” she suggested and nodded.
“We’ll do our public plans today then, because I have some very dirty ideas of my own of what to put on your skin with the other and just in case they don’t wash off straight away, I won’t have to worry or scrub too hard before we do the public ones then,” he stated, and she didn’t argue at all.
She grabbed up the new outfit, including the clothes to wear over the bikini, then headed into the bathroom with the marker. Writing on her lower belly was harder than she thought it would be, but it didn’t look too bad, and thankfully, she knew enough from cheerleading to know to write it backwards, so it was legible for Ryan to read it. That wouldn’t be until after he took the bikini bottoms off her though and she slipped into them and the top, adding the white sundress over it leaving both necklaces on after braiding her hair into two long pigtails.
“Damn baby doll, you look gorgeous,” he groaned when she returned to him, slipping into the little white lace flats that he’dgotten out for her and they went to get something to eat before heading to the beach, enjoying the sunshine and warmth for a bit.
The water was perfect, but even more so was Ryan fucking her hard in it, while others were on the beach unaware of it. She’d wondered why the leg holes of the swim bottoms were so loose, but since they weren’t likely to show anything, it hadn’t bothered her one little bit. Now, she knew it was so Ryan could easily slide them to the side to fuck her and she loved it and him even more.
“Are you going to tell me what you put on my sweet little baby doll’s skin?” Ryan asked as they made their way back to their bungalow late that afternoon, his lips pressing kisses to her temple.
“Daddy really wants to know?” she asked, and he nodded, making her giggle a bit as she hurried back towards the shower. “Guess you’ll have to stop me quick to find out, daddy!”
She’d no more than gotten the shower turned on when Ryan grabbed her, turning her away from the water, then whipped the dress over her head, leaving her in just the bikini once more. He shucked his own clothes, leaving him completely naked, and she let out a teasing little grin, before dropping down to lick the tip of his hard cock, distracting him while she uncapped the pen. He let out a little grunt but didn’t stop her as she scrawled down his cock ‘baby doll’s only’.
“Always, Meggie,” he promised and fuck, she loved that nickname just as much as his baby dolls.
“Daddy wants to see what’s on his baby doll?” she said, unclipping the bikini top quickly, letting it drop before doing a little spin around, showing him she hadn’t touched anything there, not that it would be easy to reach her back anyway, but she stayed facing away from him as she slipped the bottoms off, happy to see that the water hadn’t smudged the ink as sheglanced down her front. The markers claimed it required soap to remove and that they were water resistant, and she could see that much was true.
“Megan…” he said, his voice deep with warning and she turned back to face him after kicking her feet free from her bottoms.
“What do you think daddy?” she questioned, running her fingertips all around the top and sides of where she’d marked herself.
“Meggie! Are you…you’re sure?” he asked, and she nodded, giggling when he swept her up into his arms, moving them into the warm water as his mouth claimed hers, his cock sliding deep inside her, making her moan.
“Daddy, please,” she cried as he drove her straight up to the ledge, his body pulling away from her slightly making her quiver.
“Come for me, baby doll, let daddy fill your sweet pussy up again,” Ryan urged her, feeling her body tightening up as she tried to hold off on her orgasm. He didn’t want that at all. He wanted her coming over and over, her body so relaxed that it would certainly take his deposits and make them a baby.
Those three little words written on her belly nearly sent him blind. That ‘deposit for baby’ the sexiest thing ever.