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I shake my head in denial. “No. Never.”

It’s the truth. I would never give myself so completely to any other man, no matter what.

“Only you, Daddy.”

He slides his hands down my sides, grips my hips on either side, and pistons his hips forward at a brutal pace. “Mine,” he groans loudly as we both come undone.

Pulling out of me, he sets his expectations for the night. “We’re going downstairs. I cannot be gone for the entire night. When I’m sitting, you will not kneel beside me. You will sit on my lap. When I go to the stage, you are to be seated in a chair. If any man approaches you when I cannot be there, you are to tellhim you’re mine. During dinner you will sit beside me and when we leave, you’re coming to your new home with me.”

I look at him in shock and he chuckles lightly, “You’re mine now and I won’t have my baby girl living in a rundown motel. Besides, I don't want to be away from you. I want to go to sleep inside you and wake up the same way, every night. Don’t move.”

He walks over to the far wall that has a black chest of drawers and pulls out a container that I can’t tell what it is until he’s closer.

Sex wipes.

The embarrassment is instant as he pulls a few out, “Spread your legs for me.”

“I can do it.”

He arches an eyebrow. “Do as you're told. I will not have those animals downstairs smelling your arousal. It’s only for me.”

I do as he told me to and don’t bother telling him when I’m around him, I’m in a constant state of arousal. It is beyond my control, and he won't have control over it either.

He wipes the disposable cloth three times in a downward motion and grins at me. “There you go. My dirty girl is now clean. Until later. Get dressed.”

CHAPTER 22

SIN

Itried to give her the rules for the night because I don’t believe in punishing a submissive if they don’t understand the expectations. If she entertains other men while I’m busy, she will be punished. The pain will be excruciating. Her tears won’t save her. Only her safe word will stop me from caning her beautiful ass. I am well aware that she was only on Hunter’s lap to get to me. There is no doubt in my mind that it wouldn’t have gone further than it did. I still don’t like what she did, but I trust her. She needs to understand if she pulls a stunt like that again for any reason, the punishment will be severe.

Once we’re both dressed, I take her hand in mine and we walk downstairs. Belinda stops us as we step onto the last step. She glances at my girl with a look of disgust before looking at me. “So this is why I couldn’t find you to sign the catering bill?”

I arch an eyebrow at her. “Is your hand broken? You suddenly don’t know how to sign a piece of paper?”

She crosses her arms over her chest. “It’s been taken care of. Sin, can I speak with youprivately?”

The way she bites that last word pisses me off. And now is the time to nip this attitude in the bud, because I know exactly what her problem is.

“Belinda, this is Kierra and you can say whatever you need to in front of her. You should get used to seeing her around.”

She looks at Kierra like she’s a clump of shit on the bottom of her shoe. “Yeah, I know her. She signed up to sell herself like a whore.”

I glance to my left and see my girl lower her head like she’s filled with shame and I will not allow that.

“You will never speak like that about her again. And you’ve just kissed your bonus goodbye. Fucking apologize.”

With an obvious bite, Belinda says, “Sorry.”

I pull Kierra in close to me. “She’s mine and I’m hers. I’ll be collaring her soon, so like I said, get used to her presence. She isn’t going anywhere.”

Belinda isn’t a bad person, but she likes to control things around here because, mostly, she is in charge. And she’s had this fascination of being my submissive for years. I know she’s jealous of Kierra, but she’ll have to deal with it because my beautiful girl isn’t going away.

Placing my finger and thumb under Kierra’s chin as Belinda huffs away in annoyance, I lift her head, “Speak freely, baby girl. Say whatever is going through your head.”

With an expression that suggests she bit down on a strong lemon, she glares at me. “You fucked her.”

Wrapping my hand around her throat, I chuckle as I lower my lips to her ear. “I have never touched her, baby girl. In the future, if you have a question, you may ask it, but there will be no further accusations. I will be completely honest with you, as you will be with me. I will hide nothing from you, including my past.”

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