Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45110 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45110 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“Little girl?” he asked.
The faint rasp of the crib side gliding down reached her, and Tori peeked from under the edge of the blanket. He was standing by the right corner by her head. Immediately, she tried to back off the mattress at the corner by her feet. She could go hide in the bathroom until Terry could pick her up.
“Whoa, Tori. Where are you going?”
Strong arms wrapped around her to lift Tori into his arms. She pushed at his chest to get away. “I wet my… I need to go to the bathroom,” she pleaded.
“Little girl,” he soothed, pinning her arms against her chest and swaying with her in his arms. “You’re okay. I’ve got you.”
Tori just buried her head against his chest and tried to hide. She was so embarrassed.
“Daddies love to take care of their Littles. They love taking them to bring stuffies to life and having yogurt with gummies. Going hiking and taking pictures is fun. But most of all, this Daddy loves that his special baby allows him the privilege of tending to all her needs.”
When she peeked up at him, Evan continued, “I didn’t wrap your cute bottom in a diaper just because you look super cute wearing it. The padding is designed for a purpose.”
“I can get myself cleaned up,” she promised.
“No way. That’s Daddy’s job. Come on, let’s grab Coral from the crib and you can hold on to her.”
Evan carried her over to the crib and leaned her inside to pick up the pink dragon. Tori hid her face against Coral’s soft fur when Evan laid her on the padding of the changing table. She held her breath as he pulled her T-shirt over her head. When the strap once again spanned her torso, the handsome man removed the wet diaper as he distracted her with conversation.
“I bet you’re hungry now. Dinner is all ready for us. I was just coming in to wake you up. Did you have a good nap?”
Tori nodded.
“Good. What do you think about macaroni and cheese and brisket?”
“Those are good,” she whispered, as he wiped her skin clean. The cold cloth made her shiver as he stroked it over her.
“That’s cold, isn’t it? I need to order a warmer for these.”
When he finished, Evan asked, “Big girl panties or a diaper?”
“Big girl panties,” she whispered. Going to sleep in a diaper was completely different in her mind than wearing one all the time. “Diapers are just for naptime.”
“We’ll start with that. You may change your mind and that’s okay. We’ll get you dressed in just a few minutes. First, we need to deal with your behavior.” Evan released the strap and lifted her from the padded table.
When she stood naked on the floor in front of him, Tori cuddled her stuffie to her chest, feeling very Little. “My behavior?” she repeated.
“You tried to climb over the railing. You could have hurt yourself.”
“I didn’t. I’m okay,” she rushed to assure him.
Evan just raised one eyebrow and looked at her.
“I mean, I didn’t stand in the crib. I just knelt there,” Tori tried to explain.
“What should you have done?”
Quiet filled the nursery. Finally, Tori whispered, “Called Daddy?”
“Yes, Curls. Calling Daddy should have been your first choice.”
“I’m sorry?” she offered.
“Naughty Littles spend time in the corner. Come sit down on your thinking chair.” Evan took her hand and led her to an empty corner with a straight-back chair sitting in it.
Tori didn’t notice the cord running from one leg until she got closer. Standing beside it, she saw a large white round head sticking through a hole in the wooden seat of the chair. “What’s that?”
“That helps Little girls think. Come sit down and I’ll adjust it to fit you,” Evan suggested.
When Tori eased her bottom down to the hard wooden seat, Evan knelt beside her to fiddle with latches underneath. She jumped when he stroked over her nude mound to spread her lips on either side of the white head as he raised it to press firmly against her. He stretched a restraint over her thighs to hold Tori’s body in place.
“When you sit here, Daddy will give you something to think about. Now, I want you to think of three reasons why Daddy’s happy when you use your diaper. Then you won’t get upset next time.”
Tori nodded. She didn’t know exactly what was happening. That cold white plastic pressed directly against her clit. Just the motion of nodding sent shivers through her body. She tried to scoot back away from it, but the back of the chair and the strap kept her in place. Afraid she’d become aroused, Tori froze in place.
“Three reasons,” her Daddy reminded her before clicking something below the chair.
Immediately, the rounded head of the object pressed firmly against her hummed. A vibrator! she thought desperately, trying to shift away from the buzzing.