City Of Need

9 💜 Queen

I can't stop thinking about Katarina. Is she OK? Is her Dom looking after her? Is she sad, lonely? Heartbroken?

'Can't we do something for her Daddy?'

'Violet, I've already told you she needs to live her own journey. There's nothing we can do until she decides what she wants to do.'

I bite my lip, stare at the wall. There must be something we can do. I don't know why you're not helping her more. Of all people you're the one with the white knight tendencies I don't know how you can leave her with him.

'I know what you're thinking little one and no I cannot save her, only she can. You need a distraction from this ruminating. Maybe a night out would help.'

My ears prick up at that. 'What kind of night out, Daddy?'

'The kind where you wear a collar, and I attach a chain to it, Little One.'

My mouth falls open. A pet party. You mean a pet party. My pussy pulses at the thought.

You smile, 'Yes that's right, Violet. A pet party.'

'How do you do that? How do you know what I'm thinking?'

'I don't Little One. You're just really easy to read.'

'No I'm not,' I huff. 'Only to you.'

You laugh and say, 'Good job you're not a poker player, Little One. You'd be naked by now.'

'Wanna bet?' I challenge.

Thirty minutes later, my clothes are strewn on the floor next to me, and I am completely naked. You are still fully dressed, and if I lose another round of poker the only thing left to remove will be my earrings.

'Are you cheating?' I ask.

'Strike one, Little One. Do not question my morality.' You actually sound quite annoyed, and I'm already losing anyway, so I decide to stir the pot.

'I bet you are cheating. Have you got cards hidden up your sleeves?'

Your jaw tightens, and you say, 'Really? You really want to play this game, Little One? That's strike two. Be very careful with what you do or say next.' You bite the inside of your mouth. A sure sign that you're trying to bite your demons back.

I shuffle the pack, look you in the eyes, and say, 'Should I count them? Make sure they're all there?'

'That's it, Violet,' you say in a roar, and you're on me. Hands against my shoulders, pushing me backwards till I hit the soft cream carpet, then rolling me over, pulling my hands behind my back. You grab one of my stockings off the floor, wrapping it around and around my wrists, tight.

I'm flat underneath you, my chest pressed into the carpet. Not struggling. Delighted at how this evening is turning out so far. Wondering what would happen if I pushed a little more.

'Don't even think about it, Violet.'

'What Daddy? I don't know what you mean.' I take a few seconds, building the drama, then say. 'It's ok Daddy. I know you'd never cheat.'

You hand loosens its grip on my wrist and you lean down and kiss the side of my face. I push my face against yours, and say, 'Except for tonight. Tonight was a one off.'

'What the fuck?' You hiss. 'You really are pushing this.'

'I don't know what you mean.' I say and a giggle escapes my mouth.

Your hand is gripping my arm, pulling me up to my feet, as I laugh. You're pulling me towards the basement door. Then you open it, and still holding my arm, walk me down the stairs.