"So, Laura," Torsten said, leaning against the arm of the sofa, his fingers curling around my throat in a caress. Gently, he lifted my chin and regarded me, relishing my arousal as he tightened his grip. "Are you going to be a good little girl for me?"
"Always for you, Daddy," I whispered, "always."
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