Humming, she made sure to take all of Daddy's cock into her throat before slowly pulling out so he had the chance to enjoy as much of her mouth and throat as possible. She loved him and his cock, thus she focused all her attention on giving him as much pleasure as possible.

(Well, maybe part of her attention was on their surroundings in case someone decided to get stupid and attack Daddy.)

She might have balked at the frilly dresses first, being forced to put aside her club clothing and the second hand rags she had worn as her own "style", but she hadn't mentioned it because Daddy wanted her in such outfits. It didn't take long for her to realize that Daddy was more attracted to her in those sweet dresses than in the trashiest of clubbing clothes. That had banished the last of her hesitation in those early days. Now, she only wore such outfits when she had to go on a mission in a club.