You have been quick. ‘I’m your little girl, right, Daddy?’ You are eager. You kiss me hard. Your tongue enters my mouth deeply. ‘I love you so...much, Daddy’ you whisper. ‘I’m your little girl, right?’ That pet name, ‘Daddy,’ – it does its magic. It spurs me on. ‘Yes, Konikochan, you are my wonderful little girl.’ ‘I’ll always be your little girl, right, Daddy?’ ‘Always, Kiki.’ You begin to shudder. I know this is the moment. It’s time to remind you. ‘You belong to me, little girl. Say it.’ ‘I. He had not been sure how it would work out– the printed cards were stamped on the back with the intricate holographic logo of the School for Social Expression. He had never used the cards before, just had heard a presentation on them in the school. Atka’s friend had picked one up and looked at it idly, flipping it back and forth to see the pattern changes. Dean had been pleased to note that she had begun to lose her train of thought as she tried to make sense of the almost hypnotic. ”The girl whirled round and I felt something sharp pressing just below my ribs, but I didn’t look to see what it was because the girl’s hood had flipped up and I saw her face for the first time.“You’re ... you’re an orc!” I stammered, on seeing the pig-like snout and the two vestigial tusks protruding half an inch upwards from just above her upper lip.“And you’re a human so I should kill you,” she snarled.I noticed her extremely pale skin, almost white with very little green at all. I wondered. I felt a shiver run through me as I pictured her in a shimmering white gown, smiling at me on her way down the aisle. It was a good way to start the day.When the alarm went off, she raised her head sleepily and I kissed her. “Morning Love,” I said softly.“Coffee...” she slurred and slumped back to bed.I grinned and reached for her sides, tickling her softly, making her shriek and jump, slapping me on the chest. “Shower and pants. Then coffee and breakfast,” I promised.I kissed her deeply and.