Neither of us said anything. Then she started to cross the den toward me. I held my hand up."Stop. Grab a chair and sit over there by the TV."It surpr...sed her. I could read it on her face. She was expecting to come over, kneel at my feet, cuddle for a moment and then started the kissing which would lead to the bedroom. But it wasn't going to happen.She took a deep breath."I know ... Lyle ... I know I acted like a complete shit out there tonight. You don't need to read me the riot act. Everybody. ‘Thank you, Daddy.’ Little One said. ‘I like it when you tell me, I’m pretty.’ Daddy poured wine into his glass and looked across the table at Little One. She looked at him through her long black lashes, her head down slightly. He wondered what she was thinking. Was she thinking of him. What did she think of him? Little One smiled at him. She seemed to always smile. Could she be happy here with him? She would sleep under his roof tonight. Daddy knew he would lie awake and stare at his ceiling. She was hungry, and as the night wore on, increasingly thirsty. When the next morning finally came, she was totally exhausted. She waited in terror as it got lighter and lighter outside.Finally the cell door opened and Guard Annikki, accompanied by two male assistants came into the room. One of the men unlocked her chains. He pulled her to her feet and held her roughly while the other tied her hands behind her back. Guard Annikki said nothing, but her cruel smirk made it obvious that she had. I'll stop if it does." OK. It doesn't hurt."He tried again, pushing harder. Well lubricated with his pre-cum, the pink lips stretched open as he pressed into her and somehow enclosed the bulbous head. He was in, about an inch.Snowy let out a grunt, taking in the new feeling. She felt gorged and stretched."Does it hurt?" No. It feels kind of funny, but it doesn't really hurt." She gripped him tightly."Good. Now I'm going to put it in a little more. Keep looking at the camera.Danielle had ensured.