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)
She shuffled across the living room and through the open kitchen to the corner that had been assigned for timeouts. Keeping the yellow material wadded in her fists, she faced the corner and parted her feet.
Hayes pulled out a kitchen chair and sat to watch her. It wasn’t necessary for her compliance. He did it because knowing he was behind her heightened her need. He also did it because there was nothing sexier than watching his Little girl’s naked bottom all red and angry while she submitted to him.
Rylee didn’t cry because that wasn’t the nature of their spanking sessions. It never had been. Some Little girls wailed and carried on when their Daddies spanked them. Not Rylee. She enjoyed the dynamic, and she got off on submitting to him. For her, this was foreplay. Later tonight, he would praise her and show her how much he fucking loved her.
As soon as she started to tremble, it was time to end the timeout. He didn’t want her to become uncomfortable, nor did he mean for her corner time to seem like actual punishment. It was only meant to give her time to catch her breath after a hard spanking and rein in her arousal.
“Come here, Little one.”
She turned around and padded toward him. Normally she would still be wearing her dress. The fact that she was holding it in a wad in front of her was his way of shaking things up a bit. It worked. Her little nipples were hard as rocks.
He spread his legs, encouraging her to step closer without saying a word. As soon as she was between them, he took the dress from her and set it on the table. “Clasp your hands behind your back, Baby girl.”
A soft whimper escaped her lips as she shuddered. So fucking sexy.
He stroked up and down her biceps several times before using one finger to draw circles around her nipples.
Rylee swayed toward him, panting.
“Look how pretty your breasts are, Rylee,” he commanded.
She lowered her gaze and moaned.
He didn’t dare tap her nipples directly. She was so turned on she would probably come from the simplest contact. But he liked the way she was breathing heavily from the stimulation. More foreplay.
Finally, he stopped, picked up her dress, and held it over her head. “Arms up, naughty girl.”
She lifted her small arms for him and let him slide the dress down her body.
“Diaper?” he asked.
“Yes, Daddy.”
She never turned him down when he made the suggestion. Her submissive side wasn’t rebellious enough to contradict him even though he didn’t mind her wearing panties if she preferred. She took his offered hand and let him lead her into the nursery.
When they reached the changing table, he lifted her into his arms and held her tight. “I love you so much, Rylee.”
“I love you, too, Daddy.”
It wasn’t the first time they’d exchanged those words, but it never got old. He truly adored her. Every inch of her.
Chapter Fifteen
Rylee sat in her highchair during dinner. She didn’t mind sitting with him while he ate. None of the foods he ate were yucky and stinky and therefore didn’t bother her. She liked that he didn’t make her eat, but tonight he carried a plate over to her and sat facing her as he put it on her tray.
“I’d like you to try eating a few things every day, Little one. I won’t ask you to eat anything you don’t like. Your formula has all the vitamins and minerals you need. But I’m worried about you not using your teeth and swallowing solids. Can you do that for me, Baby girl?”
“Yes, Daddy.” She smiled as she looked at the plate. He’d given her two triangles of peanut butter sandwich and diced apples. It wasn’t a lot of food, but it was enough to exercise her mouth as he was suggesting. He was probably right. Not eating solids at all wasn’t the best idea forever and ever.
After she took a bite, she slowly chewed and swallowed. “Do you think it’s true that maybe I’ll be able to smell a lie?”
Daddy sat next to her, ready to eat his dinner. “I suspect so. It worked in your trial, didn’t it?”
“Yeah, but that was just three silly things the girls said. What if it was a serious lie from one of the bears?”
“Well, you won’t likely be needing to solve a mystery like that on your own. I bet it would be a group effort. There are four of you with unusual powers now. Together, you’re going to be a force no one would want to face. The bears won’t know what’s hit them.”
“Do you think they can smell a lie, too, though?”
“Maybe, but here’s the thing. They can’t even have a conversation from a great distance without Molly listening in on them. When they get close, their telepathic communication even between themselves isn’t sacred from Olivia. Khloe will most likely know when they’re coming. If you’re able to scent even the most subtle of things, the rest of the girls will be able to corroborate.”