Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
She reached up to pull the mic extension down from the headset and spoke into it. “Books, please.” She giggled again. It wasn’t necessary to be so polite to the device.
“My pleasure, Olivia. I have a wide selection of books. You can choose by genre, author, or title.”
Olivia was grinning from ear to ear now. Listening to books was not the same as reading them herself, but it was better than never reading again. “Do you have anything about overprotective Dominant Daddies?” She was sort of kidding. That answer was far too specific, but she couldn’t resist asking. After all, she wondered if this lifestyle she’d fallen into was a thing other people knew about and read about.
“Of course. There are many authors who write books about Daddy Doms and Littles. Would you like me to choose one for you?”
Olivia was shocked, partially because she was surprised this device was so smart and specific but also because she hadn’t expected to find out there were books about Daddies. As far as she knew, nothing like that had been available to her in the valley. “Please.”
After a few seconds, the kind woman inside the tablet spoke again. “I’ve downloaded a book by Paige Michaels called Eloise’s Daddies. It appears to be banned from some venues, so I pulled it from the author’s website. When you’re finished, you’ll have the option of rating the book. You can also begin to personalize your collection with me by choosing from several options, including show me more books like this one or select more books by this author.”
Olivia was stunned. “Okay. Thank you.”
“My pleasure. Would you like me to start it now?”
Olivia was so excited she completely forgot where she was and that her Daddy would have heard her talking. Did she really care? Nope. She glanced unseeing in his direction and continued. “Yes, please.”
The device informed her of a variety of instructions she could use while reading: pause, stop, rewind thirty seconds, start over, go to the previous chapter, etcetera.
Crawling over to the beanbag, she curled onto her side and pulled the blanket over her. The only thing that would make everything more perfect would be if she weren’t wearing a soaked diaper. She wasn’t about to ask Daddy to change it, though. It was humiliating enough that he’d insisted she use it. She wasn’t ready for him to remove it.
Parting her legs slightly to keep from pressing against the thickness of the diaper, she realized she was lying to herself. The reason she didn’t want her Daddy to change the wet diaper had nothing to do with him finding out she produced urine like all living beings. It had everything to do with the fact that changing her meant strapping her to that table, spreading her legs, and making her pussy throb from the mortification.
There was no reason to be embarrassed that she had wet herself. That was his fault. He could have taken her to the bathroom like she’d asked. Her embarrassment stemmed from the way her body reacted to being restrained and exposed.
The book began, and Olivia was transported into a world she’d known nothing about before today. A world where there were Dominant men like Damon who took care of their women in exactly the way Daddy intended to take care of her.
She immediately got caught up in the story, squirming almost from the first page. There were books that featured characters living in relationships like the one she’d just discovered…
Olivia was deep into the book when she jolted out of her private world by a hand landing on her head. She froze for a moment, wondering what to do about the book until she finally remembered. “Pause, please.”
The audio stopped playing, and she removed the noise-cancelling headset. She hadn’t heard her Daddy approach at all.
“I hated to interrupt you, Little one, but dinner is ready, and I know you have to be hungry. How about if I change your diaper so you can eat?”
Olivia was breathing heavily from the intensity of the book. She felt flushed. Did he notice?
And then she reminded herself she was supposed to be angry with him, so she crossed her arms and pasted on her furrowed brow and pouting lips. “Can I have panties?”
He chuckled. “Little rebel, you are going to challenge me every day for the rest of my life, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she answered without hesitation.
His laugh made her salty as he leaned in closer so his face was inches from hers. “Okay, I’ll make you a deal. You can wear panties for the rest of the evening if you admit you were listening to a book about Daddies, and it made you squirm.”
She gasped. Her mouth fell open.
Daddy gently took the headset out of her hand and set it on the shelf with the tablet. He reached under her arms and lifted her out of the enclosure next.