Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33018 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33018 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Papa reaches over the side of the playpen, picks me up with his hands under my arms, and swings me into the air before settling me on his hip.
I glance back at my books longingly.
“Time for your bath and then bed, sweet girl. You can tell us more about how you don’t want any pets tomorrow,” he teases, nibbling on my neck.
He makes me giggle, and I don’t bother correcting him. I mean sure, who doesn’t want to get a kitten or puppy? But asking for a pet seems almost worse than asking if I can go to school. They take up a lot of time, and they cost a lot of money.
I don’t like to ask my Daddies to spend money on me. They were so kind to take me into their home, help me find myself, guide me into being a much better well-adjusted human and Little. I owe them for everything they’ve done for me. I don’t want to make their lives difficult or cost them more money than I already do. I don’t want to be a burden.
I don’t want to do anything that might risk upsetting the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I remind myself once again how lucky I am. I have two Daddies. They dote on me like I’m the sun. I know they love me. I’m certain of it. They tell me all the time.
But what’s scarier is that I love them. So much. And the thought of ever doing anything that might cause them not to love me anymore makes me panic. I can’t. I won’t. I’m a good Little girl. I have to be. I won’t risk losing my Daddies because I couldn’t be content with what I have.
“Are you okay, Baby girl?” Daddy asks me as soon as we’re in the bathroom. He pulls my shirt over my head while Papa fills the tub. “You look kind of sad.”
“I’m fine, Daddy. Just tired.”
“That’s certainly understandable. We had a busy day. You’re going to sleep like the dead.” He removes my diaper next, leaving me naked.
I shiver when he pats my bottom.
“Turn around. Let me see your tush, Baby girl. We spanked you pretty hard this morning.”
My face heats as I do as I’m told.
“Bend over, sweet girl,” Papa adds. “Hands on the side of the tub.”
I do as I’m told. I’ve done this before. They always like to inspect my bottom after a spanking. It always makes my knees weak and my face heat, but like everything else, they know that.
Papa runs a palm over my butt cheeks. “Pink but not too hot. It will all be gone by morning.” He pulls my cheeks apart next. “Stay still, sweet girl. Let me inspect your tight little bottom hole. We made you wear that plug a long time today.”
He’s not kidding. I’m well aware. I wore it for two hours in the morning and another two hours in the afternoon. At no point was I unaware that something was inside my bottom.
Daddy pops the top of the lube, making me flinch. I don’t really need him to inspect the inside of my bottom, but apparently that’s what’s going to happen.
Papa holds my cheeks parted while Daddy pushes a finger inside me. “Any pain, Baby girl?” he asks.
“No, Daddy. It’s fine.” I squirm and rise onto my toes when he reaches even deeper and twists his finger around.
“Fine isn’t really the goal.” He chuckles. “We want to be sure we don’t stretch you too far or too much all at once. We don’t want to injure you when we claim this tight little rectum.”
I whimper before I can stop myself. Touching my most private hole is humiliating and arousing. Talking about it is even more mortifying and more arousing. “Daddy…”
“Stay still,” Papa admonishes. “You knew we were going to finger your little hole several times a day. Dr. Morgan’s advice. If you don’t accept our inspections, we’ll start doing it more often. We want to train your body to not only accept the intrusion but crave it.”
Crave it? His fingers inside me? I bite my bottom lip hard to keep from arguing or…moaning.
“Your Papa is right, Baby girl. We both know the thought of having your naughty little hole violated makes you squirm, but talking about it isn’t enough. It’s time for you to experience it often and learn to offer this sweet ass up without hesitation.”
A whimper escapes my mouth as Daddy continues to twist his finger around in my hole.
Papa strokes my butt cheeks. “It will be so very special to have both of us inside you at once. Sex will take on a whole new meaning.”
I twist my head around to look at him, the question that pops into my mind falling from my lips before I can censor my thoughts. “Have you shared a Little girl before?”