Vignette was standing before the mirror. She was wearing her bridal dress, a white gown with taffeta skirt billowing about her long legs and a shoulder less one with a sweetheart neckline.
It was her daddy’s choice.
The thought made her n*****s hard and p***y clench thinking how he would react seeing her in this dress.
The door to her room opened. It was daddy and she knew it.
“Baby girl,” his husky voice rasped as he saw her standing there in her wedding gown.
“How do I look Daddy?” asked Vignette as she smiled at him looking at him in the mirror.
“You look gorgeous sweetheart, just like always. You look like Princess,” said the handsome man in his forties as he walked towards her, towards his submissive slave. He continued,” You look like Daddy’s Dirty Princess..”
“Ohhh Daddy!!”
