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)
“Eventually I will have to join the other Alphas on missions. We take our job of protecting the citizens of the valley very seriously. We guard every inch of these mountains from predators so that the members of our pack can exist in peace in the valley. Something went terribly wrong yesterday. It’s been terribly wrong for much longer than that. It goes back to the first time that man came into the valley and started snooping around you. The Alpha Protectors are not pleased. We need to find out who that man was and stop him. The safety of our people and their trust depends on it.”
For the first time in twenty-four hours, she considered the implications of what happened to her and how her abduction reflected on the members of her pack who had made it their job and duty to keep the rest of the pack safe. They would be up in arms, gathering, furious.
“Any time I leave you even for an hour, I will leave you with other Little girls in the protection of one of our own. Guess how all of them will be dressed?”
Oh, they were back to her clothing. She’d almost forgotten that was where the argument started. She looked down at her lavender dress.
“Trust Daddy?”
“Okay.” She didn’t really have a choice, and she didn’t think her bottom could endure more spankings today. The dress was incredibly pretty. She’d never owned or worn anything like it. She didn’t think anyone else in the valley had either. Certainly not unmated girls. All the females in the valley went to school together for twenty years in the same uniform—a drab matching dress.
Now she had a wardrobe of colorful dresses. This one had a round neckline that dipped lower than she was used to, but not so low anyone could see her breasts. It had short, puffy sleeves with delicate white lace around the edges. The same lace rested against her chest at the neck and around the hem. It was pleated across the front, which she should have appreciated because she wasn’t wearing a shift underneath the dress. At least the pleats would keep everyone from noticing her constantly erect nipples. Maybe.
The most concerning aspect of the dress was the length. It gathered with a band just under her breasts, but the rest hung loose from there. If she spun in a circle, it would fan out so far everyone would see her entire panties.
Daddy reached under the tray and pulled the hem of the dress down to her lap. She was still sitting on the panties, beyond aware of the plug, but at least she wasn’t as exposed. He rose to his feet, leaned forward, and kissed her gently while his fingers found her nipples and tweaked them both at the same time.
Suzette gasped. “Daddy…”
He smiled and kissed her again. “You look so incredibly pretty, Little doll. My cock is going to be hard from now until I take you again.”
She trembled at his announcement as he stood and circled behind her. A drawer opened, and a moment later, he was back, his hands gathering her hair and lifting it up over the back of the highchair.
She closed her eyes and sighed as he began to brush it, so gently that he didn’t pull a single strand. It took him several minutes to brush out all the tangles—and there were a lot after everything she’d been through.
When he was seemingly satisfied, he parted it down the middle and tucked one side over her shoulder.
“What are you doing, Daddy?”
“Braiding your hair, Little doll.”
“Oh. Why?” She’d never braided the entire length of it. It wasn’t customary among her peers. Her mother had taught her how to pull the front away from her face and clip it on top to create a little bun out of it or small braids from the front like she’d worn yesterday, but girls in the valley left the bulk of their hair down by the time they went to school.
Only really young toddlers wore braids or pigtails to keep their hair out of the way. It had been a long time since someone had arranged her hair for her. That had been her mother’s job until Suzette had started school, and then the responsibility had fallen to Suzette.
“Your hair is stunning, Little doll. I’m going to love running my hands through it when I lie with you, but it’s more practical for me to braid it during the day.”
“I used to wear it that way when I was very young,” she murmured as she realized she was apparently once again very young.
She sat still and watched as he efficiently plaited it down to the very end before securing it with a band and even adding a purple bow to match her dress. After doing the same to the other side, he kissed the top of her head and gave the two braids a tug. “You look precious, Suzette.”