Bought by a Billionaire Daddy_When a daddy dom bids at the slave auction by S. L. Finlay

Author:S. L. Finlay [Finlay, S. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-24T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

One can look back on their own story and see something odd there that they didn't see at the time. But then, Daddy's behavior could always be dismissed by myself as a simple act of him not wanting to dwell on his own loss and throw himself into something else rather than deal with the difficult lot that life had just given him. He was that personality type after all - the giver who was most interested in growth of himself and those around him - so it made perfect sense in that context that Daddy was more concerned with making me grow than he was with his own private sorrows.

There was a clearer line between slave and master for a while, however. Daddy obviously needed his space as every night for a few weeks, he had me sleep in the little room rather than in his bed. That sucked for me, but I realized was more to do with Daddy and what he was dealing with than it ever had to do with me. I knew not to take it personally.

In those weeks, Daddy had me do a lot of introspection. On top of the reading I was to do, Daddy also had me start a diary. He got me to write down all of my dreams - the crazier, the better, he'd said - and then I was to take those dreams and share them with him. I was to tell him about all of the things I dreamed about as if he could make every single one of them come true. He told me to write in my diary as if I was talking to him and he were a genie, ready to grant any wish.

When I asked if it would matter if my dreams went against one another, such as a desire for novelty and a desire for the familiar would for example, he told me I was over thinking it. This first phase was about discovery. I should write whatever I liked. If I'd always dreamed about my own pet unicorn, he told me I should write that in there.

Going back to my diary the first few times, I wrote simple things like that I'd always dreamed of visiting Paris and I'd always wanted to meet my favorite author and hear from them about how they wrote the wicked things they wrote, and what their process was really like.

The day that I went to share those dreams with Daddy after he had finished work will be one that sticks in my mind forever.

Daddy had a long day starting at four AM when he had visited some conference rooms at the airport and had a meeting with a visiting executive who had come in from overseas specially for Daddy's meeting with him. The meeting was short, so the executive could jump on another plane, but it was from that meeting that Daddy begun his day filled with meeting. By the time Daddy got home at

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