Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
He’s going to tease me into submission and leave me hanging.
It’s possible my plan will backfire on me. Except what was my plan in the first place? It was to find out if I liked being watched while Daddy disciplined me.
Yes. Yes, I did. I liked being watched naked on the beach while he put my sunscreen on, and I liked being spanked in this crowded park where everyone walking by could see my heated bottom.
When I start to moan, Daddy stops. He lifts me off his lap and lowers me back into the stroller.
I wince when my bottom hits the padding. It’s soft, but nothing would feel soft against my skin right now. He doesn’t put a diaper on me, and I’m not sure what his plan is.
Daddy grabs a small blanket from the diaper bag and shakes it out. He drapes it over me and pulls the stroller so that my legs bump into his knees where he sits on the park bench.
“Spread your knees, princess.”
I part my thighs, and Daddy nestles his between mine, forcing me wider.
I shiver with anticipation. I glance around. I can’t see anyone. The sides of my stroller are blocking most people from me and vice versa.
Daddy’s hands are under the blanket, trailing up my thighs. When his thumbs reach my pussy, he parts my folds and holds me open. His gaze is locked on mine.
I gasp. “Daddy…”
“Mmm. Naughty girl.” He releases my pussy and continues to smooth his palms up higher until he’s cupping my boobs. His fingers and thumbs find my nipples and give a sharp pinch.
I arch my chest and moan.
“No noises, naughty girl,” Daddy says. He pulls one hand out, rummages in the diaper bag, and holds up my pacifier. He pops it into my mouth. “Suck. No noises.”
I do as I’m told. The sucking will help. But what’s his plan?
His hands come back under the blanket. He plays with my boobies for a while and then returns his attention to my thighs, squeezing, massaging.
When his thumbs come to my pussy, I gasp. The pacifier almost falls out.
Daddy gives me a sharp reprimanding look. “Keep that in your mouth, princess,” he warns as he thrusts a thumb into my pussy while the other one comes to my clit.
I bite down on the nipple and struggle to control my reactions.
Daddy pumps his thumb into me several more times, rubbing my clit at the same time. And then his hands are gone. It all happened so fast.
I’m panting and squirming. I need the contact. I was so close to coming. And what am I thinking? I can’t orgasm in a public place. I’ve gone bonkers.
Daddy holds my thighs open wide. He’s also holding my gaze. His voice is calm and loving when he speaks. “You’re such a gorgeous, precious, adorable Little girl. I’m so fucking lucky.”
His words surprise me. He thinks he’s lucky? I was naughty, and he had to punish me. I’m turning into a handful this week. I’m so needy and clingy and desperate all the time. He’s confusing me with his words, his actions, and his expression.
He looks like he loves me.
Of course, he does. I know he loves me. Right? That was before. Before we came to the island and I turned into a desperate, needy Little girl who wants more attention than any one caregiver could ever possibly be able to provide and sustain.
“Deep breaths, princess. I’m not going to let you come. I just wanted to verify that my public spanking affected you tremendously. I’ve created a monster.” He chuckles before he leans forward, kisses my lips, and strokes my cheek. “Let’s go back to the cabin.”
Chapter Ten
“Daddy…” I’m moaning in my sleep. I’m partially aware, but I can’t quite wake up. I think I’m thrashing too. I’m in one of those early morning dreams. The kind you can remember later, and you know it’s a dream, and you can even sort of control what happens, but you can’t drag yourself out of it. And sometimes you don’t even want to.
Now is one of those times. We’re at Littleworld. Daddy has just finished spanking me. Hundreds of people are watching. They’re in a semicircle around me, clapping and cheering while I endure my punishment.
My bottom is on fire, and I’m partially aware this is not just in my dream. It still burns from the intense spanking I got for real yesterday in the park. I squirm, but that causes my pussy to rub against my diaper.
Why am I wearing a diaper right after my spanking? Wait… I’m not. Daddy is leaning over me. He’s using a blanket to cover me. His hands are on my thighs. He pushes them open. He rubs his thumbs along the seam of my lips, parts them, drags them through my wetness.