Damian entered the room, his eyes darkening with hunger as he took in the sight of Clara. He was already shirtless and only had his black tight black pants that did little to hide the bulge of his thickening cock.
Clara had her back turned on him, giving him a decent view of her butt plug. However, his eyes strayed to the black box on the bed with the label 'Pleasure tools' boldly written on it. He finally understood why she looked so shy from the beginning.
A mischievous smile bloomed on his face as he asked;
"Can I make you my play thing tonight?"
Clara nodded, her cheeks flushing. "Yes, Daddy."
Without hesitation, Damian circled her slowly, his fingers trailing over the lace of her bra, then down to the thong. He hooked a finger under the strap and tugged, making the plug shift inside her.
Clara gasped, her pussy clenching at the sensation. Damian smirked and walked up to the box on the bed, pulling out a pair of soft leather cuffs.
