Shit. Half the business he did was with the Russians. We grew up on those streets and it made us what we are. Who we were. I won't apologise for that....For who I am. We were the Princes for fucks sake. Jimmy did his thing and I did mine. I've put a lot of bad fuckers down. In prison or in the ground, but I am a bad man. Make no mistake about that." So what now, Bumfelt?" asked Stone, eyes flicking to her holstered weapon on the kitchen counter. "You gonna kill me?" "What? Fuck no," snarled. How am I going to get him to ever touch me again while she is here father." I asked softly, while trying not to cry."You can do this," He growled at me, making me shudder in fear. "I will call later and talk to Jason and Chris, if they know what is good for them, they will have her leave." What about the rogue attacks?" Don't worry about them, I will call them off, you know I only wanted to make them hurt. Especially him for what he continues to do to you. By the end of the night he will be in. I sat down on his lap and ran my hand down towards his cock and gently rubbed it. He was semi hard, I continue to run my hands up and down his thighs as he took a box and handed it towards me. I opened the box to reveal a black pair of panties with a cute little bow at the back. My eyes lit up with joy and excitement, "Thank you so much daddy." I said as I turned to straddle him. I kissed him on the cheeks and gave him a big hug. He whispers in my ear, "I've also got one more thing, I think. There are no limits, this gives you the power to control reality itself with mere words.”‘Why are you giving me this power?’ My thoughts seemed tiny in the all-encompassing nothingness that was this place. How did I speak anyway? I don’t have a mouth so, whatever, this was probably a dream anyway. And if it wasn't, this kind of power would basically make me a god, with my actions having no consequences and my words controlling reality on a whim. There had to be some sort of price for this..