Dick (Strap-On)

Miranda reached into her drawer and pulled out a strap-on. “I guess it’s dick then,” Miranda said.

“Not so fast, cheerleader,” Jack said. “I’m not about to get pegged by you.”

“You just said that I could choose,” Miranda said.

“But I never said that I’d be receiving it,” Jack said.

“But…”

“Be a good girl and hand daddy the dick,” Jack said. “Or, am I going to have to punish you?”

Miranda smirked at the idea of fighting for dominance and wondered if she should give in or risk being punished.