Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Humiliation kink? I’ve never even heard that term. Do I have a humiliation fetish? Apparently so.
The doctor releases my legs, and Brian lets go of my hands.
I’m trembling and can’t focus on the conversation my Daddy is having with the doctor. I’m not sure I can emotionally handle hearing more.
Daddy puts a clean diaper on me and helps me sit upright to pull my shirt on.
Dr. Morgan holds out a jar of lollipops. “You’ve definitely earned a treat. I’ll let you pick.”
I reach in with my shaking hand and choose the one that looks like a swirled candy cane. I bet it’s peppermint.
The doctor smiles. “It was nice meeting you, Zia. I’ll see you next week.”
Brian nods. “I’ll be on the mainland next week, so you’ll have another nurse, but I’ll see you sometime in the future.”
Both men exit as Daddy puts my shoes on.
Tears start running down my face. I can’t stop them.
Daddy takes the lollipop and puts it in my diaper bag before lifting me into his arms and holding me tight. He rubs my back. “Why the tears, Little one?”
I’m sobbing now. It keeps building. Ugly tears. “I d-don’t kn-know, D-Daddy.”
He bounces me in his arms. “Does something hurt, Baby girl?”
I shake my head, more tears falling. “E-everything is p-perfect.”
He chuckles. “Okay. So maybe just so much emotion built up that you need a good cry.”
I nod and keep crying. Minutes pass before I suck back my tears and sniffle.
Daddy grabs a few tissues from a box on the counter and helps me blow my nose.
Taking a deep breath, I wrap my arms around his neck, grip my legs around his waist, and hold on to him tighter than ever.
“I love you, Baby girl.” He rubs my back. “You’re so precious and perfect.”
I finally lean back and smile at him. “I’m home.”
His brows lift in surprise.
“I was nervous about coming to the island. Yes, I was excited to go to Littleworld and the beach and stuff, but I was also nervous. What if I didn’t fit in? What if I realized I’m not as Little as you believe?”
“And now?” He kisses my nose.
“Now, I know this is the right place for me. Leaving school, facing my parents, moving out of my apartment were all very scary, and they happened so fast. And then we got here, and I felt like I could breathe fully for the first time in my life. But I had this doctor’s visit looming over me. And now it’s over, and…” I swallow before I continue, “I came so hard.” My cheeks heat.
He chuckles. “You certainly did. I suspected you would. That’s why we’re going to come every week for a while.” He pats my bottom.
I lean my head on his shoulder. “It’s embarrassing.”
He laughs again. “Yes, but you feed off that feeling, Baby girl.”
“Yeah,” I admit.
“So, we’re home?”
I lift my head and nod.
“You haven’t seen the house yet or the parks. What if the parks are boring and the house is ugly and dirty?” he teases.
“Silly, Daddy. It won’t even matter. The important thing is that I’m with you. Nothing else matters.”
He crushes his lips to mine, and we exchange a very adult kiss that lasts for long minutes before he releases me. “Shall we go see the house and then visit one of the parks?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Chapter Fourteen
Two weeks later…
“Are you sure about this, Daddy?” I look around at all the other Little girls playing on the beach. I don’t need confirmation that every one of them is wearing nothing but a swim diaper, but I still look to make sure.
Daddy and I have been to the beach only one other time, but we’ve been to the water park twice, so I’m well aware that at both locations, Littles go topless.
“Am I sure that I need to apply extra sunscreen to your pretty nipples so they don’t get burned?” he teases as he continues to rub the lotion onto my boobs.
I’m not even in my swim diaper yet. He’s making me stand here naked while he puts sunscreen on me first. He’s taking his time because he knows I’m embarrassed and nervous. He also knows I’m aroused.
When I try to squeeze my thighs together, he gives my bottom a quick spank. “Legs apart, Baby girl. How many times have I told you not to squeeze your pussy when you don’t have a diaper on?”
“A hundred.”
He wipes his palms off on my back and meets my gaze. “Then I’d say you’ve earned a spanking, wouldn’t you?”
I gasp. “But Daddy, Josie will be here any moment.”
“And?”
I roll my eyes. “And, even though I’ve known her a long time, she’s never seen me naked. I’m stressed about her seeing my titties,” I whine. “If she gets here while you’re spanking me, she’ll see my bottom, too.”