Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“To keep me from falling,” she retorted, her voice filled with sass. She was really testing him today. And he was okay with that. It was natural. She was testing her boundaries. She was about to meet his palm. That would help humble her.
“Do you usually fall from chairs and tables, Little girl? Are you clumsy?”
She rolled her eyes. “No. So, see? Not necessary.”
He slid his hand up a bit farther, tormenting her breasts. Her heart rate increased, as did her breathing. “How about you tell me the real reason, Suzette. I know you’re a smart girl.” He reached with his pinky and barely flicked her nipple.
She arched her chest. “Daddy…”
He did it again, this time with his thumb on the opposite nipple. “I can wait.”
She dug her heels into the table and lifted her hips, trying to dislodge him.
He reached across her for one of the other straps and secured it tightly across her hips, immobilizing her significantly more. Afterward, he came to the end of the table and silently folded one of her knees so that her heel nearly touched her thigh. He wrapped a strap around her leg, binding it bent like that before restraining it in a wide open position to the side of the table. After doing the same to the other leg, he rested his palms on her inner thighs and met her gaze.
She was panting now, struggling to get oxygen. “Do you have an answer yet?”
She shook her head. Such a naughty Little girl. He was pleased. She had spunk. Their life together was going to be fun.
He opened her diaper, wiped her folds clean, and tossed the heavy diaper and cloth into the trash bin. She was spread open, exposed, and completely at his mercy. And he intended to make her talk. One way or another.
First, he examined her pussy, pulling the soft folds apart to make sure she had healed well while she’d slept. Their mating had been rough, and she’d been so tight. But her wolf blood, especially since the shift, had properties that sped up the healing process.
Her labia was still swollen and slightly pink, but she didn’t wince. When he pulled the hood back from her clit, it too was enlarged and darker, but he knew most of the reason for her current state was the arousal she felt right now. All he had to do was get her to admit it.
“Your pussy is healing nicely. How is your bottom? Should I check it?”
She shook her head. “No, Daddy. It’s fine.”
“Mmm. I think I better check it.” He squeezed some lube on his pointer and middle finger before pressing against her pelvis with his free hand and lining his lubed fingers up with her tight entrance.
He gave her no time to adjust. He simply thrust his two fingers into her. He knew he wouldn’t hurt her considering how far he’d stretched her last night. What he was going for was the shock value and the way he suspected she would react.
She curled her toes under and moaned. Her head tipped back, and she arched her chest off the padded surface.
Brock circled her clit with his thumb and then pulled back, leaving her needy. He kept his fingers lodged inside her rectum and lifted his gaze to hers. “Look at me, Little one.”
She lowered her head to obey him.
“Tell me. Why does Daddy restrain you on the changing table?”
“Because it makes me horny,” she admitted softly.
He pulled his fingers out of her. “See? Why was that hard to admit?”
“It’s embarrassing, Daddy,” she argued.
“It shouldn’t be. I’m your mate. You should get aroused from just about everything I do. It’s natural. And submitting to me is top of the list. When I secure you to the table, you’re forced to submit to me.”
He opened the drawer on the changing table and pulled out the item he’d promised her last night. When he held it up and rubbed lube onto it, she gasped.
“You’re going to put that in my bottom?”
“Yes, Little doll. It will keep your tight hole stretched around it for a few hours. It will serve as a constant reminder that you’re my Little girl. Every time you move, you’ll feel the heavy plug in your tight bottom.”
She sighed and said nothing. Nor did she fight him as he pressed against her hole and teased her tight muscle for a while before sliding the plug home.
Suzette squirmed. “It feels weird.”
“It feels like your submission.” He patted her tummy. “Now, people are coming over to meet with me soon. Let’s get your spanking over with and a bottle in you before they get here.”
She pushed her bottom lip out. “We could just skip the spanking or do it after they leave.”
He chuckled as he released her restraints and lifted her into his arms. He grabbed the bottle and carried her to the rocking chair. After he sat, he lowered the bottle to the floor and settled her on her tummy over his lap.