Age-play Stories

I’d been sitting cross-legged on the floor in a pastel pink lace bra and matching panties, a thin pink ribbon around my throat like a collar when he came in. I quickly closed up my laptop, not wanting him to see what I was looking at. Pictures of pretty coloured ribbons… There was a game Daddy liked to play. He’d tell me to lie still while he decorated me with ribbons. Sometimes he just tied my hair up in them. Or tied on...