Don't Leave Me Out!
"L-Like this, Daddy?...Is this enough?" Bella asked as she let out some drool from her mouth that dropped onto the only remaining red spot on Camila's breasts, knowing that she had no other option in front of Kafka, who wouldn't take no for an answer.
This overbearing quality of his should've made her disgusted with him, as she hated to be looked down on by the men in this world. But for some reason, she found the way Kafka forced her into certain things that she was against not to be that bad, as he always seemed to know his limits and knew just where the line was for her to actually be offended. And the things he made her do always led to rather intriguing scenarios that she had never experienced in her rather monotonous life, which even kind of made her look forward to what he was going to say next since there really wasn't a dull moment with her mother's boy toy around, and she thought her mother was lucky to snag such an interesting person to play around with.