Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“I love the dress, Daddy. Thank you.”
He laughs. “Not that part, the other part.”
I blush. I’m not sure either of us was ready for me to say something so important, but it’s out there. I can’t take it back. “I love you, Daddy.”
His grin is huge. “You know what?”
“What?”
“I love you, too, Luna. I didn’t even know what love was until you came into my life. It’s not an emotion we’re used to on Venkoria. But now that I have my own pet human, I’m learning what I’ve been missing out on. Love.” He squeezes me tight.
I squirm in his arms. “You’re going to suffocate me, Daddy.”
He kisses me all over my face, ending with my lips. “Ready for more surprises, Little pet?”
I nod. “Yes, Sir.”
Daddy sets me on my feet and takes my hand. He lets me walk alongside him to the kitchen before lifting me into my highchair. While he buckles me in, he says, “Don’t go thinking I’m going to let you walk all the time. I’m not ready for that level of stress. Baby steps. But sometimes I’ll let you wear a dress and walk, as long as you promise to hold my hand. Stay by my side in case you lose your balance. No running or jumping or giving Daddy a heart attack.”
“Yes, Daddy.” My heart is soaring. I’m so happy, I think I’m going to burst.
It keeps getting better, too, because Daddy pulls some food out of the fridge and fills a plate that I quickly realize is for me. Small portions of some soft foods I’ve never seen before. I’m not familiar with anything they eat on this planet.
I swing my legs while he fixes a much larger meal for himself. By the time he sits at the table with both plates in front of him, my mouth is watering. I can’t wait to eat real food. The formula is good. The kibble is also okay. But I need variety. Those things are boring.
“Yamal assured me these foods are gentle and shouldn’t cause you to have an allergic reaction. We’ll try them one at a time.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I’m not surprised when he fills a spoon with something white and holds it to my mouth. I lean forward and take the bite. The flavor is unlike anything I’ve tasted before, but it’s good.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I nod vigorously.
He gives me another bite. I notice the spoon is smaller than the one he uses. My mouth is smaller than his. The second bite is even better.
Daddy is happy. He keeps smiling as he feeds me all of that food and then makes me rest for a few minutes before starting another one. This one is orange. It reminds me of carrots, but it doesn’t taste anything like that. It’s obvious that I’m never going to eat food I was used to on the space station. That’s okay. I’ll adapt.
When the orange food is gone, Daddy makes me wait again and drink some water. I actually love when he lets me have water. It’s so pure and refreshing, unlike the water we had on the space station. Finally he feeds me the last food. It’s green. I wonder if there is more nutrition in colorful foods here like on Earth.
He keeps a close eye on me at all times and seems relieved when I don’t break out in hives or go into anaphylaxis. He still makes me sit and wait while he cleans up from dinner.
I’m anxious for the next part of our evening. It better include nudity or I’ll lose my mind.
Finally, he lifts me out of the highchair. He even sets me on my feet again. He guides me to the living room and sits before releasing me. “Take a step back, Little pet.”
I’m surprised and leery as I obey him.
He lets his gaze roam up and down my body. “You’re so pretty,” he says softly. “It’s strange seeing you standing, and the dress makes you look very different from your other outfits.”
“I haven’t had pretty clothes in so long, I don’t remember them. Thank you for the dress. I love it.”
Daddy’s smile lights up the room, and he inhales deeply as his gaze lowers to my chest. “Do you know what I love?” His tone is deep and sexy.
I start panting and shake my head.
“I love that your dress doesn’t hide your little nipples. I love that they’re hard for me and that your pussy is weeping.”
Boldly lowering my gaze to his crotch, I say, “I love that when my pussy leaks, the front of your pants bulges.”
“I love the way you moan when I touch you.”
I grin. “I love the way you moan when you touch me.” There is some distance between us. It’s unusual. We’re nearly always touching. Even when I’m in my kennel, Daddy keeps me so close that he can reach through the slats and pet me. When I’m leashed, I’m often butted up against him.