On a scale of one to ten? Eleven, hell maybe twenty

"Oh, baby," the daddy bear smiles. "Time to go upstairs, boy. They've got couches, so you can fuck around and put on a show. And a sling, which you can ride while daddy fucks you. Or the stocks, where I can lock you in and make you mine." He rubs at your crotch, which is hard in your jeans, and lets out a low chuckle. "Where you want it, slut?"