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)
Daddy pumps his fingers in and out of my bottom, bringing every sensitive nerve to life while he teases my clit. I’ve never felt anything like this before. It’s so different from when he penetrates my pussy with his fingers while rubbing my clit.
I drag in a deep breath and hold it, all my focus on the growing need to come. And then I can’t stop it. It’s on me. It consumes me. It pushes me over the edge. My body pulses, and I cry out my release.
Daddy knows my body well. He eases back on the pressure against my clit gradually. He also slowly removes his fingers from my bottom.
I feel so naughty and…sated. Maybe a trip to the doctor wasn’t the worst idea in the history of ideas.
They are talking again, discussing my feeding schedule and how often I should be wetting and soiling my diaper.
I keep my eyes closed until Brian releases my hands, and he and the doctor leave the room. When I finally peek up at Daddy, he’s smiling at me. “I’m so proud of you, princess. You did so well.”
“I didn’t like it,” I lie. A second later, I gasp, my eyes wide.
Daddy chuckles. “Did my naughty girl just lie to Daddy?”
My lips move, but no sound comes out.
He keeps chuckling. “What a momentous day. My Baby girl fibbed.” He seems shocked and oddly…pleased?
“Daddy?” My voice is soft. I want to know what he’s going to do to me.
“I’ll spank your naughty bottom later, princess. You can think about it. For now, let’s get you dressed.”
Daddy slides a diaper under me, rubs diaper cream on my skin, and then closes it. He lifts my legs out of the stirrups, helps me sit, and pulls my shirt on. He’s still grinning as he cups my face. “You are precious, Josie. See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“I just had an orgasm in the doctor’s office in front of two men I didn’t know,” I point out.
“It was a powerful orgasm too.” Daddy wiggles his brows. He lifts me into his arms and hugs me tight.
I wrap my arms and legs around him and hold on. He’s got me. He just made me come in a doctor’s office. Unbelievable.
Chapter Six
“It’s so cute, Daddy?” I race from room to room in the cabin we’ve rented. It has a living room and attached kitchen, a master bedroom, a nursery, and a locked door. “What’s this room, Daddy?”
“That’s the bathroom. Little girls can’t access bathrooms on the island. Only Daddies.”
I glance up and see a sensor of some sort above my head. “Never?” How did I miss this fact?
“Nope. Diapers only. Mandatory. Daddy will open the door and go in with you to give you a bath or brush your teeth, but no using the potty this week. Cold turkey is the only way to get the full affect of the rules of the island.”
“How would anyone know if one Little girl was using the bathroom in the privacy of her cabin?” I propose.
Daddy sits on the sofa and reaches out a hand toward me. “Come here, Josie. You took naughty pills today. That’s twice you’ve earned a spanking.”
I sigh. “I was just curious,” I grumble.
“Do you want to keep it up? You can spend time in the corner for a while after I spank you.”
I purse my lips and shake my head. I’m still wobbly and unsteady from my visit to the doctor. My pussy is tingling. It swells at the thought of being taken over Daddy’s knees. But I don’t like to stand in the corner, so I shut up fast.
Daddy removes my diaper and guides me over to lie across his knees. He clasps my hands at the small of my back and rubs my bottom, making me squirm. “Why is Daddy spanking you, princess?”
“Because I fibbed at the doctor’s office and then talked back to you about the bathroom,” I mutter.
“Do you think either of those are good choices?”
“No, Sir.”
“I’m going to swat you twenty times, ten for each behavior.”
“Yes, Sir.” I relax against him. I don’t usually fib—well never—and I’m not often argumentative either. But today is a weird day for me. Maybe I pushed the envelope on purpose because I know a spanking will help lower my anxiety. I’ve been stressed ever since I saw that woman in the red shirt.
Daddy doesn’t give me much of a warmup before he picks up the pace and gives me a good hard spanking. Before I know it, he’s done, which is almost disappointing.
He rolls me over and cradles me in his lap, my heated, naked bottom between his thighs. “Did you learn a lesson, princess?”
I nod, but I can’t keep from grinning.
He gives me a devious smile. “Let me guess. You learned that if you challenge me or tell white lies, you’ll get your naughty bottom spanked, and that’s exactly what you want.”