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)
I’m trembling at his words. I can’t keep my hands at my sides. I set my palms on top of his, willing him to touch me more intimately. I don’t even care who’s watching at this point.
“Hands at your sides, Baby girl. You don’t come unless Daddy allows it.”
I whimper again, louder. This time, the sound coming from my mouth causes me to glance up. Elijah and Petra are not here anymore. I spot them in the water. No one has heard what Daddy is saying but me. He has spoken in a very soft voice all this time. No one’s towel and umbrella is close enough to us for them to hear or realize he’s driving me wild.
“You’re so turned on,” Daddy continues. “Aren’t you, princess?”
My breath hitches, but I give a slight nod.
“When you asked me to spank you in a private room at the Dungeon the other night, were you this turned on, Baby girl? Were you afraid if I bared your bottom or more of you to the room, everyone would find out you were an exhibitionist?”
My face heats to the point of combustion. Is what he’s saying true? I try to think back. I hadn’t thought I was ready to be exposed to voyeurs the other night. It’s not something I’d ever done. Until Daddy, few people had ever seen me naked. Not since I was a baby. Rarely even my mother.
I’ve considered myself a private, modest person for many years. I thought I would be mortified if anyone saw me naked, especially my boobies or my pussy.
Maybe what I really thought was that I would get aroused and that would be the mortifying part.
I’m breathing heavily as Daddy puts more sunscreen on his hands and rubs it into my back and my legs and lastly my bottom—which is entirely unnecessary.
He parts my cheeks. His thumbs graze my tight hole, the very spot he penetrated to make me come earlier. He won’t do that here will he?
“Stay very still, Baby girl. Daddy is going to put a small plug in your little bottom before I slide your swim diaper on. No one will see. You’re concealed between my legs.”
I grab his thighs, digging my nails into them. I know what a plug is. I’ve seen them at the Dungeon. We’ve never discussed this though. I didn’t know Daddy had such an interest in my bottom. Nor did I know I did until today. I didn’t know he owned plugs or brought them.
I want this though. I want to feel the plug stretching my bottom while I play. I want to feel his ownership. Our little secret. Only Daddy will know why I’m squirming.
I clench my bottom instinctively when the tip of the plug touches my naughty hole. I think it’s glass. It’s covered in lube. Daddy swirls it at my entrance for a moment before pushing it home.
A moment later, he holds my swim diaper up in front of me. “Step in, Baby girl.” His voice is so deep and sexy. His chest is against my back. He keeps bumping into the plug.
It feels heavy and tight inside me. It feels like possession. It feels like my submission. It feels like his control. His dominance. It drags me into a younger age, as if that’s possible.
Daddy pulls the swim diaper into place and whispers. “There we go.” His hand flattens on my tummy, his fingers grazing my boobies. “That’s my good girl. The plug will remind you who’s in charge while you play. Every time you move, you’ll remember what it felt like to have my fingers up inside your bottom. You’ll crave that contact. It will make your clit throb. Your nipples will be hard little peaks all afternoon. You will keep your fingers away from them though, like a good girl. Daddy decides when you get your next orgasm.”
I’m panting as he turns me around so I’m facing him. He kisses my nose, not giving me his mouth like I want. He cups my face and holds my gaze for several seconds. Searching? Making sure I’m on the same page.
I’m not just on the same page. I’m on the same paragraph, word, and letter. I’m trembling with desire. From being exposed to everyone on the beach while Daddy talks dirty to me.
This is new for us. It’s not a dynamic we’ve explored. It’s scary. It’s a much deeper level of submission. I think it’s a byproduct of the deeper level of age play and the fact that there are no breaks from the role here on this island.
I’m nervous because I like it. Does Daddy? Is he just giving me a vacation of a lifetime? I’m concerned I’m falling deeper and deeper into a rabbit hole I won’t be able to crawl out of with every passing hour here.