Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Maisie slowly spread her legs and felt him glide his fingers intimately between her buttocks. One concentrated on her small opening, circling it repeatedly as he fired up the nerve endings there. She bit her lip as he pushed his fingertip into her bottom, breaching the tight ring of muscles she tried clenching to keep him out. It didn’t work. The soap stung the sensitive tissues as he held his finger in place.
“Daddy, please,” she begged.
“Soon, Little girl. Daddy’s in charge.” He reached onto the ledge and picked up a device she hadn’t noticed him bring into the shower.
When he held it under the spray of water, Maisie asked, “What’s that?”
“It’s your anti-nightmare plug. It goes in your bottom to remind you that the movie was just make believe. Lean over a bit. That’s good. Now, spread your bottom for Daddy.”
“What?”
“Reach behind you to spread yourself.”
“I don’t want to,” she said, starting to stand up.
His hand pressed firmly against her back to keep her in place. “I can go get a larger plug to help you learn to follow your Daddy’s instructions as well as keep your nightmares away.”
“But…”
“Last chance, Maisie.”
When he reached for his towel to get out, she said, “Wait. I’ll be good.”
He didn’t hang his towel back on the hook until she followed his instructions, pulling her bottom apart for him. “Good girl.” Beau dipped the plug back in the water before sliding it into place. She clenched her muscles automatically, trying to push the invader out, but its design didn’t allow her to do this.
“Turn around to face me, Maisie. Daddy needs to clean your front side now.”
She watched him clean his hands before pouring more body wash. Closing her eyes as he washed her face and neck, Maisie couldn’t forget the device inside her. Each time she moved, it shifted to remind her.
“Daddy,” she whined.
“Rinse your face, sweetheart.”
After washing away her lather, his hands cleaned her torso. Paying special attention to her breasts, he tantalized her with the exact type of touch she enjoyed the most. He swirled his fingers around her nipples before pulling slightly on them, making her shift restlessly.
Maisie could feel the desire gathering between her legs. When his fingers reached that area, she knew he had to feel her slick arousal. He stroked her, pushing her quickly into an orgasm that left her panting and completely unfulfilled.
“Daddy, touch me again.”
“That’s all for tonight, Little girl.” He helped her rinse off the last of the lather and wrapped a towel around her. “Out you go. Brush your teeth, Maisie. I’ll be out in a minute.”
Frowning into the mirror, Maisie put toothpaste on her brush and scrubbed her teeth roughly. When she heard him groan, Maisie paused to listen. There was no mistaking what he was doing in the shower.
“Daddy?” she mumbled around the foam in her mouth.
“Go to bed when your teeth are shiny, Little girl.”
She quickly spit the toothpaste into the sink and swished water around her mouth before spitting again. Maisie wiped her mouth off with the end of the towel and tried again as she heard the movement inside the shower.
“I could help you, Daddy.”
“Bed, Maisie. Little girls who make good choices earn rewards.”
Drying off her skin, she heard Beau muffle his release. Feeling sad, she hung up her towel and trudged to the bedroom. The plug inside her was a constant reminder that she was not a good Little girl.
Curling up around Floof in the big bed, she explained to her precious stuffie all the poor decisions she had made. Floof looked at her reprovingly.
“I know. I deserve to be punished.”
She waited, trying to stay awake until her Daddy came to bed. It was hard. Her eyelids were so heavy and Floof was no help at all. She opened her eyes to look into her Daddy’s at the feel of him tucking the covers under her chin.
“I hope you have very sweet dreams, Little girl. If you have a scary dream, squeeze your bottom. The plug will banish them,” he promised.
“You’re going to be here?”
“I’m going to be right here with you, Little girl,” Beau assured her as he turned off the light, leaving the room in absolute darkness.
She squeezed her bottom hard and felt the plug jolt inside her. It seemed silly, but the plug did make the black room seem less frightening.
“Okay,” she forced herself to answer as he got into bed. His warm body wrapped around her and Floof to protect them from anything that hid in the darkness.
Two hours later, she woke in a cold sweat. Her heart pounded inside her chest. Without conscious thought, Maisie squeezed the plug with all her strength and felt it solidly inside her. The terror eased immediately as the dream faded from her mind.
That movie had been a bad idea.