Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Rylee glanced around the room. “Don’t you have another bathroom?”
Her Daddy chuckled louder. “Such a sassy girl. Yes, but it’s pretty small for me to crowd into it with you and hold you over the potty while you pee.” He lifted a brow.
She inhaled deeply. “Okay…” The one word didn’t sound very respectful as it left her mouth.
His brow rose higher.
She licked her lips and tried again. “Sorry, Daddy.”
“That’s better. Now, I want you to relax and drink another bottle for me. You need to nap for a while. You’ll nap a few times between now and when you shift. I’m going to hold you in my arms. I’m also going to apply pressure to your bladder to help you pee your diaper. I don’t think you want to do anything to earn a spanking before you’ve even shifted for the first time.”
Her jaw dropped open.
He nodded. “That’s right. Naughty girls get their bottoms spanked.”
She clenched her butt cheeks together at the thought. Apparently he could shock her with something beyond the diaper. Why did the idea make her squirm?
Daddy slid the nipple along her lips again.
She let it into her mouth and started sucking, even though her stomach was doing flips.
He smiled at her. “Just so you understand, I’m aware that your own pheromones are not overpowering your senses. You’ve proven you can tolerate both smelling and tasting your own essence. It’s mine that is so potent that you find yourself in a frenzy. That doesn’t mean I can’t scent your arousal, Baby girl. I can. Sometimes I may say or do things to see how you’ll react. The idea of me taking you over my knees and spanking your bottom made wetness flood your pussy.”
She stopped sucking as all the blood left her face. On some level, she’d already known what he was saying was true, but pointing it out made it far more real. Also, it was mortifying that he knew how she’d reacted to the thought of being spanked.
Daddy jiggled the nipple. “Keep sucking, Baby girl.”
She tried, but her mouth wasn’t taking instructions from her brain yet.
Daddy was patient. He stroked her cheek and waited for her to resume sucking before he spoke again. “No need to be embarrassed, Little one. Many Little girls like to get spanked. Wait until you meet the mates of my friends. In recent history, six of my friends have joined with their mates. That’s six Little girls who frequently get together and wreak havoc to keep their Daddies on their toes. Do you know why they misbehave?”
She stared at him, wide-eyed, stunned.
He gave her a light squeeze. “Because the truth is they like having their bottoms spanked.”
The sucking stopped again. Her mouth fell open. She didn’t think she was breathing.
Daddy chuckled. “You’ll understand soon, Little one. I promise.” He jiggled the bottle again. “Drink. You need to rest. Your cheeks are pink from fever. Soon nothing is going to make any sense to you.”
She found the will to swallow, letting her eyes close. He’d given her way too much to think about. Her brain was overloaded. So was her bladder. She really needed to pee.
As soon as the bottle was empty, he removed it, but moments later another nipple was in her mouth.
She whimpered, not wanting to drink more.
“It’s just a pacifier, Little one. It will help you self-soothe. Try it.”
Rylee resumed sucking, shocked to find he was right. It felt good in her mouth. So had the bottle. He was right about a lot of things. Could he possibly be right about her enjoying a spanking, too? That seemed ludicrous.
Daddy set his palm on her stomach and pressed against her bladder. “You have to pee, Rylee. I don’t want to risk taking you to the potty right now. Don’t fight Daddy on this.”
She squirmed in his embrace, but he was persistent, and she knew he was right about this issue, too, darn it. She didn’t have the strength to sit on the toilet right now. If he took her to the bathroom, he would have to hold her over the potty himself. That seemed more mortifying than wetting a diaper.
Giving up the fight, she relaxed her bladder and peed herself. It should have been humiliating, and on some level it was, but Daddy was so pleased with her, showering her with kisses and praise, that it was difficult to bother caring about her embarrassment. If he wanted her to use a diaper, why should she care?
Chapter Nine
Six hours later…
“I’ve got you, Little one. Don’t panic. I know you’re confused. It’s the fever. You’re almost ready to shift. I promise it won’t ever be like this again. Only the first time.”
Hayes was holding his Little girl in his arms. He couldn’t stand to put her down, but he also knew he was only making her hotter. She was burning up.