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Lillian sat attentively at her Master's side as he screamed into the phone. "I'll cut your puny little cock off and shove it down your throat! Don't fuck with my money!" He snarled. "Oh, is that so? Well then you better be prepared, Freddy, cause I'm comin' for you." He growled before hanging up and slamming the phone down in aggravation.
Lillian looked up at her Master with a fierce desire in her eyes. Hearing him talk like that made her pussy ache. She loved when Daddy took control, and she loved watching him beat people's ass even more. She squirmed at his feet, knowing that he would be leaving soon to take care of this 'Freddy' guy. She didn't know what he did, who he was, or what kind of connect he was- she never pried into Daddy's business. She just knew that he was causing problems, and needed to be dealt with.
Lillian watched Rayne clear the dishes from the table from her spot at Daddy's feet. She sized up Rayne's curvy figure, in her skimpy clothes that Daddy had bought. She squirmed even more, thinking that Rayne would have to satisfy her tonight since Daddy would not be home.
Lillian looked up at her Master with a fierce desire in her eyes. Hearing him talk like that made her pussy ache. She loved when Daddy took control, and she loved watching him beat people's ass even more. She squirmed at his feet, knowing that he would be leaving soon to take care of this 'Freddy' guy. She didn't know what he did, who he was, or what kind of connect he was- she never pried into Daddy's business. She just knew that he was causing problems, and needed to be dealt with.
Lillian watched Rayne clear the dishes from the table from her spot at Daddy's feet. She sized up Rayne's curvy figure, in her skimpy clothes that Daddy had bought. She squirmed even more, thinking that Rayne would have to satisfy her tonight since Daddy would not be home.