“Get into position little one.” He said. Her pulse raced throughout her body.
It was playtime.
She undressed from her cute pajamas quietly, leaving on her cotton knickers. She kneeled beside the end of their bed, her head down and her knees apart. He sat at the top of the bed waiting at the edge,
“Come here.” She crawled to him, just as she had been taught, sitting back on her knees, she looked up at him with wide eyes filled with anticipation. His eyes had turned the deep brown they always did when he was aroused, filled with a fire that needed to be quenched.
“You’re mine, little girl.” His voice was harsh, but underlying the harshness was love, devotion, and passion that was all completely hers.
He yanked her up harshly, bending her body over his knees, rubbing her round backside softly,
“Do you know why I’m doing this?” She shook her head softly not daring to look up at him, unaware of the crimes she had committed this time.