Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 40546 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40546 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
When he returned to the bedroom, she was very curious. “Let’s look in here,” he suggested and opened a door she’d assumed was an extra closet.
“Whoa!” she muttered as he turned on the light. “Shelby said you had a nursery, but I didn’t believe her.”
“You have a nursery, Little girl. We can change anything you wish.”
“It’s amazing.”
She walked inside and turned in a circle. She would never have realized this was here until she saw it. Gabby liked that it was private and close to her Daddy. Taking a tour of the nursery, she ran her hand over the smooth wood of each piece of furniture. The solitary chair in the corner made her look back at her Daddy. There was no mistaking this was the naughty chair.
“We’ll put together some rules tomorrow so you’ll make wise choices and avoid sitting in the corner,” he told her.
“I could practice my lines,” she said without thinking through what the result of telling him it wouldn’t really be a punishment could be.
“Look at the seat of the chair. That will keep you focused on where you are.”
Gabby stared at the hole in the chair, and the rounded head that was positioned below it. “Oh!”
She didn’t doubt he could elevate it to press against her in a very intimate spot. That would be distracting. When she turned to look over her shoulder, he nodded solemnly.
“I don’t think you’ll need to sit there often, do you?” he asked.
“No.” She shook her head, half excited by the idea and half afraid of it.
“Here’s a toybox. I didn’t order a lot of toys because I didn’t know you yet. I did get a couple of puzzles and some coloring books.”
“Are there any colored pencils?” she asked, darting forward to look inside. “There are—a lot!”
“I’m glad you’re excited by them.”
“Daddy? There are diapers over there.”
“Diapers and pull-ups like you wore to the party. You’ll wear them when you’re super Little.”
“Is that what you want?” she whispered.
“I want you to be yourself, whether that’s you on a film set, running through the leaves here at SANCTUM, or wrapped in Daddy’s arms as I rock you.”
She looked over at the wide rocking chair. Two could sit in there easily. A picture flashed through her mind of cuddling close to her Daddy on his lap as he rocked her. She was drinking…
“You explore here and I’ll go make you a bottle. It’s just what you need to relax after a long day.”
“Did you read my mind?” she whispered.
“No, sweetheart. I’m just imagining things like you are.”
While he was gone, Gabby looked into the closet and found a couple more stretchy dresses, some leggings, and a few baggy shirts. There was a locked cabinet tucked into the wall with a medical symbol on it. She abandoned it when it wouldn’t open.
Wandering to the high table with drawers and shelves holding the diapers and other things, she opened the top one and slammed it shut. There was all sorts of medical equipment in there. The second drawer was no better. An enema bag and an extensive set of butt plugs filled the space. Her bottom clenched automatically at the implications of those items.
“Shut that drawer, Gabby. That’s for Daddy to use to keep you healthy. Not for you to play with.”
She slammed it shut as well and jumped back. “Sorry, I was just exploring.”
“You’re fine, Gabby. Now you know what’s in there. It won’t be scary when I open those drawers.”
“It still looks scary.”
“But not monster scary,” he pointed out.
She shook her head, unable to make that decision. Drawer scary or monster scary? Which was worse?
“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s see if Daddy can help you get to sleep.”
Kole guided her over to the rocking chair and set a bottle filled with a milky white mixture on the small table next to him. Leaning forward, he scooped Gabby up into his arms and cradled her on his lap. “Try this for me, sweetheart. See if you like this formula. It comes highly recommended by the Littles of SANCTUM.”
Reassured that the others drank from a bottle, Gabby tried it. She liked being here in SANCTUM where she didn’t have to worry about paparazzi peeking in the windows or searching through her trash. Here, she was safe and secure. “Mmm.”
“Good, huh?”
“Mmm,” she repeated, relaxing into her Daddy’s arms as she pulled the sweet drink through the nipple. Gabby closed her eyes when he started rocking her. This was so nice. Warm, protected, nourished.
CHAPTER 14
Kole slipped out of bed the next morning as Gabby slept deeply. It was already well past the time he usually woke up, but he didn’t want to disturb her. She might protest, but Gabby needed some dedicated slumber to refill her reserves. He had a feeling she hadn’t slept well for a while before her agent had contacted him.