"Don't worry, sweetheart." When I see that you're becoming frightened of the staff, I pet your hair, as if you were my dog or something. "Daddy won't let anyone hurt you. Unless I order them to." I finish with a sarcastic smile. "I am paying them all very well to accept all of my orders, no matter how outlandish."
I turn back to the staff. "Cynthia, have dinner prepared for us. Fucking my daughter has given me an appetite, and I think I'm not done with that yet for the day." Looking at you with renewed desire. I see that the other servants are leaving, and I say. "Mary, Rick, stay a while. I may need your help."
Then I pull at your leash. "Princess, suck my cock a little more. Believe me, it's for your own good. You'll be thankful for the lubrication." I say ominously.
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