Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
My face heats as I shudder. My pussy floods with arousal at his promises. I had no idea I was such an exhibitionist until we came here, but it turns out I love the way Daddy controls me. It makes me so hot I can hardly contain it.
“Who decides when and where to expose you, princess?”
I swallow. My voice is wobbly. “You do, Daddy.”
He pulls his shirt off, taking his time. His hands go to his jeans next. “We’ll also go to the clinic when we’re on the island. I think my Little girl will benefit from an enema once a month. I’ll set it up with Dr. Pedersen. A standing appointment for a full exam and cleansing once a month. I’ll make sure we see different doctors and nurses each time so that my Little girl experiences the humiliation she craves.”
I can’t breathe, and I’m about to come from his promises alone.
Daddy sets his hands down on either side of me, not touching me. He holds my gaze. “The thought of having your bottom filled and being forced to empty it in front of people makes you so horny you’re about to come, aren’t you?”
I slowly nod. I won’t lie to my Daddy again. And why would I want to? He’s offering me the world.
Finally Daddy reaches a hand between my legs and strokes through my folds.
I moan deeply. It feels so good.
“Stay still for Daddy. We’re still on the island. When we’re here, you will fully submit.” His words are soft and deep and so sexy and demanding.
His cock is bobbing in front of him, and I can’t wait to have it inside me, but I won’t ask. Daddy’s in charge.
“Come on my fingers, princess. I want to feel your submission all over my hand.”
I do as I’m told, my orgasm rushing in hard, making me tremble and gasp as my body pulses against his fingers. He hasn’t even pushed one inside me.
“That’s my good girl. You want Daddy’s cock now?”
“Please, Daddy,” I breathe.
He pushes my legs farther, lines up with my entrance, and thrusts home.
Home is the best way to describe it because I feel more at home when Daddy is inside me than any other time.
I don’t lift my hands to wrap around him because he hasn’t given me permission. I simply lie where he put me, stare into his eyes, and submit.
I love him so much. I’m the luckiest girl alive.
Chapter Fourteen
Three weeks later…
Melissa beams at me when I show her my journal. This is the second time I’ve seen her since I returned to the mainland. It’s also the second time I’ve brought Daddy with me.
Chase is sitting in the armchair across from Melissa. He has one leg crossed casually over the other. His elbow is on the armrest, and he’s rubbing his chin.
That’s not the best part though. The best part is that he’s smiling broadly because I’ve been such a good girl and he’s proud of me. He tells me every day.
Melissa is pleased too, and I know she’s greatly relieved now that she’s met Daddy and knows I’m in good hands. “This is impressive, Josie,” she says as she looks through my journal, reading my accomplishments from the past two weeks.
True to his word, Daddy makes me spend fifteen minutes every day learning life skills and documenting them. He also monitors me while I’m working. Doing German translations is a rewarding job that I’m good at, but Daddy makes sure I don’t do more than I should.
I don’t mind sticking to my working hours and then spending time learning new skills with Daddy because after I meet my goals, Daddy flips an imaginary switch and lets me be as Little as I want.
Since we’ve been back on the mainland, I haven’t been as young as I am on the island. I usually wear a diaper and play and enjoy myself in a young headspace, but it’s not the same as the total immersion and submission waiting for me at Littleworld.
We’ve also been to the Dungeon a few times. I’m usually more like a toddler at the club. I’ve played with Zia. Gabriel is always nearby. I think she’s in denial. One of these days I’m going to ask Daddy about it.
“I’m proud of you, Josie,” Melissa says as she hands me my notebook. “I bet your parents are too.”
I grin and nod from where I’m sitting on the loveseat. Daddy doesn’t sit next to me when we’re here. He says it’s better if I don’t lean on him while I’m talking to Melissa. I know he’s right, but I’d rather crawl onto his lap.
“Mom and Dad are very pleased,” I tell Melissa. “They’re going on a three-week cruise next month.” I bounce in my seat. “I’m so happy for them. So glad they can finally get away without having to worry about me. And you know what else?”