Watch – Playing with My Toy for Daddy to Watch

In the dimly-lit chamber of our castle, I stand before the ornate mirror, my reflection flickering in the candlelight. My fingertips trace the curves of my body, the silk robe slipping off my shoulders, pooling at my feet. The air is heavy with anticipation as I reach for the intricate toy that lays on the velvet cushion before me.

I know he is watching, hidden in the shadows, his presence a tantalizing heat against my skin. The toy glistens with promise, a magical artifact imbued with ancient powers that respond to my deepest desires. As I press the button, a soft hum fills the room, sending shivers down my spine.

I close my eyes, surrendering to the sensations that ripple through me