Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
“What happens if I have to remind you about any of those things?”
“I lose a sticker.” So far I have not lost a sticker except for the one on the first day. I don’t like Daddy to have to reprimand me for breaking a safety rule, and as far as he’s concerned, wandering too far from him, straining against the leash, or not keeping my bladder empty are safety issues.
“Good girl. Now, what animal do you want to see first?”
“Zebras.” I’ve never seen a zebra before. I’ve been looking forward to seeing them ever since we arrived on the island.
I skip alongside Daddy as we enter the zoo. Seconds later, he waves at someone and stops to say hello. He holds out his hand. “Hey, Bentley. How are you?”
“Doing well. I heard you were sponsoring a Little.” The man named Bentley smiles at me and angles a Little in front of him. “This is Melody.”
Melody gives me a shy wave, which I return.
I try to be patient while Daddy talks to Bentley, and I’m relieved when we finally part from them and enter the park. Unfortunately, less than a minute later, Daddy stops to greet another couple—Anthony and his Little Anabel. Not thirty seconds after that, I meet Luca and Haley.
I’m exasperated as I realize my Daddy knows everyone on this island because he’s a nurse at the clinic. I wonder if we’re ever going to see any animals.
It takes us ten more minutes to get to the zebra exhibit, and when we do, Daddy stops me before we enter. He lifts me off my feet, holds me chest to chest with him, and sets his forehead against mine. “I’m proud of you, sweet girl.”
I’m startled. “For what?”
“For being patient. I know you didn’t want to stop and meet people, but you did so very politely, and for that I’m proud of you. I think you deserve a treat.”
I widen my eyes. “What kind of treat?”
“You’ll see.” He slides me back to my feet and nods toward the exhibit entrance. “Let’s go see some zebras.”
I love the zebras. They are even more amazing than any pictures I’ve ever seen. I also love the way Daddy squats behind me while we watch them. He keeps an arm around my waist and holds the harness very tight against my back.
It’s hard to focus on the zebras while he’s applying unnecessary pressure to my breasts and my pussy. His lips come to my ear, too, which always makes me tremble. He nibbles on my earlobe as he flattens his palm firmly against my tummy.
It’s crowded where we’re standing, and I seriously doubt anyone is paying attention to how erotic this is. Maybe others are having their own erotic moments.
“I know your bladder is full, Lacey. You haven’t peed since you got up this morning. It’s hard to wet yourself in public, but you have to learn to do so.”
I lick my lips. Hard is an understatement. I’m not sure how I’m going to pee myself while we’re wandering around the zoo. At home I’ve gotten used to it. I don’t have any other options. Plus I like it when Daddy changes me. But I nearly always pee when I’m lying in my crib or in the playpen, not when I’m standing.
Daddy rubs my tummy, making me more aware of my bladder. “No one is paying attention to you, sweet girl. Besides they all have the same rule. Littles who don’t wet their diapers regularly end up in the clinic. Do you want to know what Dr. Morgan does to ensure Little girls keep their bladders empty?”
I shake my head. I do not want to know. I hope I never find out. Instead, I squeeze my eyes closed, block off everything around me, lean back against Daddy’s chest, and focus. It takes a while, but eventually I wet myself. A lot. Enough to leave me with a heavy diaper between my legs.
Daddy palms it. “Such a good girl. Doesn’t that feel better?”
“No it feels icky,” I tell him.
He chuckles. “I wasn’t referring to the wet diaper. I was referring to how it feels to submit to Daddy.”
“Oh.” Yeah, he’s right. That part I do like. I hope he doesn’t take away one of my stickers.
“Come. Let’s go get you changed.”
I look at no one, and I’m beyond grateful we don’t pass anyone else Daddy knows on our way to a changing station.
After Daddy cleans me up, we head to the giraffes. After that, we see the polar bears. Next are the alligators before Daddy declares it’s time for my treat.
To say I’m excited is a huge understatement as we head for a concession stand. I wonder what kind of treat he’s going to get me. There are a lot of people sitting at outdoor picnic tables. Most of the caregivers are eating burgers or hotdogs and fries. Most of the Littles are in highchairs either eating soft foods, finger foods, or taking a bottle.