You don't get to tell him just yet.

You hurry downstairs to be in the hall before Daddy comes in. Quickly you drop to your knees, taking a moment to sort your hair and the loincloth. You make sure that your leash is nestled across your exposed cleavage and pooling invitingly on the floor before folding your hands behind your back and arching your spine. You want to adorn your face with a sultry look, or maybe one of humble submission, but it's a fight to keep the beaming smile from your face you're so excited. Well, Daddy coming home has been much more exciting ever since your birthday, ever since he started fucking you and became the sole pillar of your world, but you can't help the extra thrill of the news growing in your womb and the expectations of what your costume might do to him.

Then the door opens and he walks in filling the whole of your adoring gaze, and he stops dead in his tracks as he takes you in. Your honey-colored skin prickles under his sharp gaze and your already slick kitty heats up making you want to squirm and rub your thighs together. You can't help but push your breasts out further, wanting to display yourself for your Daddy, wanting to entice the Father of your children.

"Welcome home Daddy," you smile, giddy under his domineering gaze. You've always liked it when older men would glower at you like this, their eyes roving over your young flesh with the threat of violent sex, and now that Daddy has shown you what lies behind that look, the memory of reality intensifies your excitement tenfold. "I have ..."

But Daddy cuts you off. One strong hand reaches down and covers your mouth, his grip is tight and almost suffocating. With the other he seizes the chain you left pooling on the ground and wraps it about his hand, pulling it tight enough that he tugs at your neck and weakens your balance.

"Your posture is good, but a **** requires permission to speak." He lifts his hand away and you stay silent, heart hammering in your chest. "It seems I will have to teach you some etiquette tonight, and perhaps punish your mother for failing to instruct you properly."