Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
Essie extended the container out to him. “Daddy…”
“Hold on to that for a minute,” he told her before she could finish.
Zander sat on the bed, drawing her between his legs. He set the plug next to him before wrapping his powerful hands around her hips. “Lying will damage our relationship. Even small white lies add up to create a wall between us.”
The truth of his words rattled her. “I didn’t mean to be bad. I was so curious, and I hate that I can’t get into the nursery to explore.”
“I can see that. Did you think of asking for an update? I would have told you how the cleanup was coming.”
“Or you could have told me,” she whispered.
“Or I could have told you,” he agreed. “Daddies can learn as well. I’ll keep in mind that you’d like more information. You’re so busy, I didn’t want to add something else to take your mental energy.”
“Does that mean you get a plug too?”
“No.” Zander picked up the device by his side and held it up. “Why are you wearing this?”
“Because…” Essie hesitated. “Because I lied?”
“Yes, Little girl. You made up several stories,” Zander reminded her.
“And that’s bad,” she agreed. “But I didn’t know I could ask questions.”
“And now you do. I have a feeling you were aware that lying is bad.”
She couldn’t argue with that. “Yes, Daddy.”
Zander unfastened her pants and pulled her panties and slacks down to her knees. “Over my lap, Little girl,” he directed, guiding her into place over his thighs.
Still gripping the lubricant bottle. Essie dangled over his legs. Her fingers and toes barely brushed the ground, making her feel precariously perched, but Zander’s powerful forearm on her lower back held her steady. He wouldn’t let her fall. Essie bit her lip. Torn between embarrassment and arousal, she didn’t know how to act.
He rubbed his free hand over her bare bottom. Essie’s face flamed hot as she imagined his vantage point. “Daddy,” she whined.
“What a beautiful baby I have. I’ll take that now, Essie.”
He plucked the container from her fingers when she offered it to him. “Good girl. Relax, sweetheart. I’ll always take care of you.”
Essie covered her face as she did the exact opposite of his instructions. She automatically clenched her buttocks. Maybe he would give up if he thought she was too tight. He spread her bottom cheeks easily despite her efforts. She heard a click before a cool drizzle landed on her small entrance. Essie jumped at the feel of his finger spreading the liquid across that nerve-rich area. A squeak slipped through her lips when that fingertip pressed inside.
“I’m sorry you lied, Little girl, but Daddy needed to know that your bottom is so narrow. Thank goodness I found these dilators. You’ll wear these regularly to widen this passage.”
“No, Daddy,” she wailed. She wanted to hate this completely, but the sensation of his fingers gliding in and out of her did funny things to her. Soon, her inner thighs were wet with her slick juices. Without meaning too, she lifted her bottom up to meet his next stroke inside.
“That’s better. Good girl. Maybe you’ll decide you like Daddy’s touch on your bottom.”
She shook her head vigorously, not trusting herself to answer aloud.
“Hmmm….” Zander didn’t sound like he believed her. He removed his finger and immediately pushed the rounded nose of the metal plug against her rosette. Slowly, he inserted the device. Essie reached back when he got to the widest part.
“None of that, Little girl,” he corrected her. He quickly captured her hands in his large grip and pinned them against the small of her back. She wanted to struggle, but he held her too firmly. Calmness settled over her as Essie accepted his power over her. A secret part of her treasured Zander having total control. A moment later, the plug settled into her tight opening. The larger metal flange held it securely in place, stopping the device from sinking further inside.
Essie shivered from the cold metal filling her. She stayed as still as possible as Zander rubbed her spine.
“Okay, Little girl. Let’s get you on your feet.”
She peeked back at him, horrified. “Aren’t you going to take it out now?”
“Twenty minutes. I don’t want to interrupt your work. I’ll come down to your office and retrieve the plug then.” Zander helped her up on her feet as she gasped in reaction to the sensation of the intrusive implement moving inside her. He restored her panties and slacks in position before standing to kiss her.
As he walked to the bathroom to wash his hands, Essie stood gaping at him. Surely, he didn’t expect her to walk down the stairs wearing this and then sit at her desk for the rest of the time—if she could even make it to her office before twenty minutes elapsed.