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Daddy's paddle sings through the air, meeting your flesh with a brutal, beautiful force. His British accent, laced with dirty talk, urges you on as he breaks you in, making you his. The room is alive with the sounds of your cries, his commands, and the wet, hard smacks of flesh against wood. He spreads you wide, taking you in, claiming you as his own.