Three months had passed since that intense night when Daddy first claimed both my holes at the same time.
I stood in front of the full-length mirror in our master bedroom, slowly turning to examine my reflection. The black leather collar remained locked around my neck, the small silver ring catching the soft golden light. It had become a permanent part of me now — I rarely took it off, even when we occasionally left the island for short trips. Under my elegant silk dress, I wore the medium-sized plug deep in my ass and the remote-controlled vibrator nestled in my p***y. Both were currently off, but I knew Daddy could activate them at any moment.
My body had changed beautifully over these months. My breasts were fuller, my hips softer and rounder from the way Daddy fed me and f****d me al
