Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33104 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33104 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
He sees my distress in my eyes and rises from where he’s sitting. After rummaging in the backpack, he pulls something out and comes to my side of the blanket. As he sits next to me, I see he has two wrist cuffs in his hand. He takes my bottle and sets it aside before attaching my wrists to the cuffs. He lifts my bottom off the blanket and slides a strap under me.
I’m still confused, but I relax when he attaches both cuffs to the strap. It’s just long enough to give me the same sense of restraint I have in my crib.
Daddy smiles down at me and holds my bottle to my lips. “Drink the rest, baby girl. Daddy will be right here when you wake up.”
I stare into his eyes while I suck the nipple, relaxing as the formula fills my tummy. When I start to drift off, Daddy pinches my nipple like he always does to keep me alert. I arch my chest toward him and moan at the shock and the pleasure, then I resume suckling.
When I wake up, Anabel is sitting up on the blanket playing with a doll. She glances at me when I whimper as I come awake. I realize my arms are still trapped to my sides as I start to lift one.
“I hope I didn’t wake you,” Anabel says. “I was trying to be quiet.”
I shake my head. “You didn’t.”
Daddy comes to my side and sits next to me, his palm on my belly. “Do you feel better, baby girl?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He rubs my tummy, making no move to detach my wrists. I know why. He’s not going to release me until I fill my diaper. I do so immediately. I’ve peed myself with Anabel before. So has she. I’m over it.
“Good girl,” he says as he leans down to kiss me.
I’m not even embarrassed as he removes my diaper. He wipes off my sensitive skin and leaves me naked on the blanket while he detaches my arms and puts the restraints away. I’m so grateful he thought to arrange something like that. I don’t think I could have fallen asleep without the cuffs. They’ve become part of my routine.
“Roll over so I can see your bottom, baby girl.”
I do as I’m told, and Daddy palms me in several places. I know he’s checking to see how I’m doing after the spanking. He has always done this. It’s not unusual. He finally pats me on the tush. “Still pink. I swatted you hard.”
He rises, helps me to stand, and then he cups my chin and tips my head back. “You’ll think twice about disobeying me after spending a day with that sore bottom, won’t you?”
I nod. “Yes, Sir.” My bottom still stings, Partly from the sunscreen.
After getting a new swim diaper, we head for another side of the park and spend two more hours on water slides and in the wave pool. It’s exhilarating. The best day ever.
Later that night, I try not to think about the fact that I have to see Dr. Morgan in the morning. It’s just a follow-up visit. Hopefully he won’t need to see me naked, but I’m not counting on that.
After my bath, Daddy carries me to his room and tosses me onto his bed dramatically, making me giggle. I scramble back to the center while he strips, revealing every inch of his glorious body to me. I love these moments together. Special times when I’m not really Little.
When his cock is free, he strokes it. I crawl over to the side of the bed and take it into my mouth. He groans as I cup his balls and suck him deep, hollowing my cheeks out as I slide almost off him. One benefit of being bottle fed for two weeks is my jaw is stronger.
I’ve seen some Littles with pacifiers, including Anabel on occasion. They must have incredible skills with a blow job.
Daddy pulls me off eventually, growling. “I don’t want to come in your mouth, Melody. Lie back.”
I do as I’m told, spreading my legs apart so he can climb between them. His fingers go to my pussy. I’m already soaked. He fingers me there and holds my gaze while his fingers stray down to my tighter hole.
I suck in a gasp as he teases the entrance. I’m used to him pushing a finger inside me every morning, so it’s not foreign, but that’s not the same as doing so while we’re in his bed about to have sex. He eases his finger into me and starts to fuck me with it. “I’m going to want to take you here one of these days, Little one.”
I nod, unable to respond otherwise. It feels so good. I don’t even mind that he plans to put his cock inside my bottom. I bet it will feel good.