(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/RosalieAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Rosalie Assad</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Rayn's house after leaving the Emperium, soon to be on the Galaxy<br/><strong>With:</strong>Rayn Assad, Callie Shaw, Nonami Kitagani<br/><strong>Restrictor collar:</strong>1<br/><br/><br/>Rosalie smiled and leaned into her father's tender caress. She was happy she'd made him so proud, but she was still a bit stunned at her reaction. The girl's attitude....it'd made her snap. Her daddy had only ever needed to discipline her that one time, and she always behaved for him because he'd saved her from a life of abuse. She was lucky, and showed her love and gratitude by being a delight to Rayn's eyes rather than a nuisance. She saw he'd sent a text to one of his colleagues and leaned back in the car seat. His lips to her forehead made her smile. "Thank you daddy.." she said softly as they drove on. She didn't dislike parties either, wondering if daddy might ask her to perform. She liked to practice belly dancing when permitted, and from the way her daddy reacted each time, clearly he enjoyed it as much as she did if not more. She lurched forward with each sudden stop, but she did not complain. She knew why he was doing it, and she had a feeling that the ungrateful cunt in the trunk did too.<br/><br/>When they arrived home she got out and went inside, knowing they had to get ready. She walked inside and almost turned her head, but again, she knew what was going on and knew better as she happily went inside and to the bedroom she and her daddy shared. Every night was heavenly, falling asleep in his arms. Sometimes if she were lucky, they would fall asleep together with his cock still buried in her pussy. Often, those mornings were quite glorious too. His home was a little paradise, just far enough away from things to give them privacy and allow them to really get away from everything while still being close enough to go out if he chose for them to do so. She watched as he walked inside the wardrobe to begin getting his attire ready. She was always excited to see what he would choose for her, and when she had the option to choose for herself she would sometimes spend more time than she had trying to decide. Fortunately, daddy was patient with her unless they were very pressed for time. Then he would usually give her a subtle hint to hurry up.<br/><br/>She was very loved, and it showed in the quality of the clothing and accessories that her daddy got for her. Not only did he dress himself well, but he made sure his daughter looked her very best. It would reflect poorly on him if she looked anything less than perfection, and that always made it far harder for her to choose the best outfit. But she always managed to do it, and seeing his smile always made her feel so pleased. She stood by, obediently awaiting daddy's choice when she saw him reach for then hand her a package. She looked at it, then at him as her eyes lit up. "For me? Oh daddy..." she said, opening it as he told her it was a reward for her doing such a good job at catching that whore who tried to escape. It was gorgeous, a sheer black top with bangles, and a matching two-panel skirt. It was made just for her, with elegant, subtle dots on the belt. "It's so beautiful...thank you daddy!" she said, unable to stop herself as she jumped into his arms, hugging him tightly.<br/><br/>She didn't have to be told twice, as she darted off to put on her beautiful costume. It felt so sumptuous against her skin, the feel of it gliding across it made her shiver a little. Her daddy knew what would look and feel best on her, and also what would excite her too. She came back in, but not before doing a little twirl in front of a mirror in the hallway. She smiled, hoping he would like it on her as she walked back into their room and sat on the bed, watching her daddy coming out. He was dressed sharply as always, and always looked good to her. The look in his eyes told her that there was a strong possibility she would be moaning his name later in high decibels. "I'm glad you are pleased daddy....thank you for my present. It's so beautiful." she said, those sultry lips in a beautiful grin.<br/><br/>When they arrived at the party daddy had been invited too, she saw the slave from the store finally removed from the sweltering trunk. The girl was surprisingly free of bruises from the stops and starts, and looked as if any longer in there, she might very well have melted. But, she'd brought it on herself. All she had to do was behave and this wouldn't have happened to her, but she chose to make the situation for herself. She stood silently, head bowed as she saw daddy force the girl to the ground, kissing his shoe.<em>She doesn't even deserve to do that...</em>, Rosalie thought to herself, as she turned and saw the redhead again. She felt a light blush to her cheeks, Callie was quite beautiful, and she admired the vibrant hue of her hair.<em>I wonder if daddy would like me as a redhead?</em>, she thought, then smiled. She liked her hair as it was but she would change it if her daddy ever asked her to.<br/><br/>She walked on board with her beloved father and Callie, with Nonami forced to crawl on the ground. She stood silently, being a beautiful accessory on her daddy's arm unless spoken to. She was always quite good about being respectful and sweet. She smiled as her daddy greeted the host of the party with a charming peck to the hand. Sometimes she did feel a bit of jealousy, but she knew it was unfounded. When she was introduced, Rosalie bowed her head and then smiled with those gorgeous lips of hers. "Rosalie is very pleased to meet you and is very happy to be allowed to be here ma'am." she said, always in top form when it came to being pleasant. Her smile was genuine and soft.<br/>