He pulled me in close and kissed me very passionately. I decided to take lead and dropped to my knees to suck on him for a bit. It was really big and ...ntimidating and I couldn’t get it all down like I know he wanted. Brandon grabbed a handful of hair and pulled me to my feet. He put ran a finger around my lips and looked me in the eye “You can do it baby, I have faith in you” he said. Brandon put two fingers in my mouth and rubbed them on my tongue massaging its entire length. Slowly he put. "She was so cute. Her little head was cocked to one side, big brown eyes looking up at him. How could he resist? She saw his waiver. Then she pulled out the heavy artillery. "I luv you, Daddiiiieeee."That was cheating! Now he had to be firm. "Nope. Right now!" He tried to look firm, but knew he was smiling when he said, "Or else!"She had played this game before. Now her hands were balled up in to little fists pressed to her straight hips. Trying hard not to laugh, she said, "Oh yeah? Or else. Having sadly never had a professional photograph taken of her, she knew little of what to expect and shuffled her feet uncertainly, a slight but immovable smile brightening her thin face. Harold came to her, his warmth enveloping her as he neared, and positioned her to his satisfaction, guiding her with the gentlest of touches. Before she was quite aware of it, she found herself in the middle of her very first photo-shoot, turning and posing and moving her hand there and pushing her hair to. He had not appreciated her refusal to wear his collar and he was making sure she was getting her priorities right. Despite being a proud young lady she soon was reduced to tears, more from shame than pain but the pain did help along the way. In any case she was now much more receptive to the idea of wearing the said collard. He even had her putting it on herself, just abdicating altogether. Once the collar in place he put on her hands a pair of gloves with all the fingers tied together so has.