Birdie's POV

I slipped on a red summer dress after getting out of the shower, knowing Dad and Uncle Theodore would enjoy seeing me in something pretty like this. I never dressed up, but for them, I wanted to be pretty.

I didn’t get to wear lots of dresses. I didn’t have a reason to. But tonight, I wanted them to have something nice to look at. Something to tease them with before they got to strip me.

My pussy was already aching, and I wished dinner would be over already. I heard voices ...