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Rock came to her front next and grabbed one end of the rope to trap her ankle on the outside of the chair leg. He used the other end of the rope to secure her other ankle.

She was panting when he finished. “Rock…”

He sat in a chair next to hers and dragged her chair so that they were knees to knees. “Is the rope too tight anywhere, Baby girl?”

“No, Sir,” she whimpered.

Fuck me. The way she saidSir…

Rock cupped her breasts gently and flicked his thumbs over her nipples.

She moaned and tipped her head back.

“My girl likes a bit of bondage.”

“I don’t think that was ever in question,” she responded.

He headed for the stove and dished up eggs, bacon, and pancakes, putting hers on the pink plastic plate. He filled the sippy cup with apple juice.

She was panting harder when he returned. “Are you going to feed me?”

“Yes, Baby girl. I’m going to feed you.”

“When I saidfeed me, I didn’t mean it literally.”

He chuckled. “You’ll be more careful with your word choice next time, then.”

She squirmed. “Rock…”

He set her plate down and stroked a finger over the soaked gusset of her panties, making her moan again.

“Rock!”

“I think I like having you tied down.” He held the sippy cup up to her lips. “Take a drink, Little Lyla.”

She twisted her head to one side and pursed her lips.

He chuckled. “Do you have any idea how Little you’re being right now?”

She narrowed her gaze and glared at him. It wasn’t in earnest, though. She was clearly fighting a grin.

He lifted her rubber spork and scooped up a bite of eggs. “Eating meals is a hard rule for Little girls. You’ll eat until I’m satisfied you’ve had enough. Then I’ll untie you and spank your bottom until it’s bright red. I want you to remember it for several hours.”

Her cheeks turned pink.

He leaned closer to her. “Yes, Daddy.”

She licked her pretty lips. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.” His heart soared. He might be using a bit of coercion to get her to play along, but he suspected submitting to him wasn’t something she was opposed to. She was just out of practice and needed some encouragement.

He lifted the bite to her lips, and his cock grew hard enough to bulge out of the top of his shorts when she opened for him and accepted the bite.

He stroked a finger under her chin. “Such a good girl.” This time, when he offered her a drink from the sippy cup, she accepted it.

In between feeding her bites, he ate everything on his plate.

Lyla managed to eat a good amount of food, considering the fact that she was so horny she couldn’t sit still. Rock loved every whimper and moan, every time she arched her chest or contracted her thighs. He loved how she lost her mind when he stroked her clit through the cotton of her panties or pinched her nipples.

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