Wes’ voice said. “I’ll let you sleep in today, but you should have made me breakfast, and tomorrow you’ll do that or there will be consequences.”He had already woken her twice, with gentle backrubs and encouragement to get up and start the day’s work, but she had remained immovable, really just out of force of habit. Unless there were detention-center guards threatening her, she always slept in.“Just be sure to do the dishes and the rest of your chores before I come back from the workshop for lunch, alright? I can get lunch for both of us and then we can start the sauce for dinner together before I go back out.”“Okay,” Ashley mumbled from the covers. She realized she hadn’t said daddy only a split second later, and she almost corrected herself. She could feel Wes still standing there, as if waiting to hear her say “Okay, daddy.” But she decided not to say it, though she didn’t feel entirely sure why. Really, though the soreness she felt down below had a delicious, submissive quality to it, and though her heart still seemed full of gratitude for Wes’ having agreed to take her in, Ashley also felt that probably it would be good to restore some balance.Wes finally left, closing the door behind him.
