Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Seconds later, he tucked a diaper under her and lifted the front to fasten it. It was thick, making it so the only comfortable position was to bend her legs and let them fall open.
Daddy stepped to her side and rubbed her tummy. “You can wet your diaper now, Little Bee.”
She shook her head. “Not with you watching, Daddy.” She really had to go though. In a second, she was going to wet herself whether or not he was still standing next to her watching.
“You won’t have any secrets from Daddy, Little Bee. It’s not healthy to hold back when you need to pee. Sometimes you might be on the table or in my lap. Even when you wear panties, Daddy will take you to the bathroom, help you pull your panties down, and wipe for you.”
She gasped, her cheeks heating. “You’re going to watch me pee?” Why did that idea make her feel so cherished and cared for?
“Yes, Little Bee. Depending on the age range you feel like playing in, you’ll sometimes need Daddy to help. If you’re really young, I’ll help you use a diaper. If you’re slightly older some evenings, you can wear a pullup or training panties. On those nights, I’ll take you to the bathroom and help you on and off the potty.”
She gasped when he slid his hand up, cupped her breast, and then tweaked her nipple. “Daddy…” There was no denying his description of how deeply he intended to care for her was titillating. It was also embarrassing.
He eased his hand back down to her tummy, found her bladder, and applied pressure. “Don’t fight it, Little girl. Wet your diaper, and then Daddy will clean you up and we can move on with our evening.”
She swallowed. “Can we move on to the part where we have sex?”
“Hmmm. Are you sure you’re in the mood for sex?” he teased.
“Daddy!”
He chuckled. “One thing at a time. First you need to potty.”
Since it didn’t seem she was going to get out of this, and she secretly found it very arousing to be strapped to the changing table and treated like the Baby girl she usually kept deep inside, she closed her eyes and let her bladder relax.
Daddy rubbed her tummy the entire time. “Such a good girl. See? Not hard at all.”
He was right. It hadn’t been as earth shattering as she’d expected, especially since it was obvious her Daddy didn’t mind a bit. He quickly moved to the end of the table, opened the diaper, cleaned her up with warm wet cloths, and tossed everything in the trash.
When it was over, he unfastened her, lifted her up, and set her on her feet. He pulled a soft pink garment from a pile under the changing table and held it up.
“That’s so pretty,” she whispered as he shook it open. It was the sexiest lingerie she’d ever seen, the material so thin he would be able to see through it easily. She knew she would feel very sexy in it.
“Arms up, Little Bee.”
She lifted her arms, but then gasped as he lowered the nightie over her head. “Oh, no! My nails.” She didn’t want to smudge them or get any polish on the pretty pink material.
Daddy squatted in front of her, took both her hands in his, and kissed her fingertips. “It was fast-drying polish. It’s been totally dry for over an hour.”
“Daddy!”
His grin made her giggle.
“I can’t believe you tricked me,” she said as she lifted her fingers up to look at them closely. She touched one of them tentatively before doing the same to all of them.
He eased one hand under the back of the shimmery pink material to cup her bottom while the other slid between her legs, found her pussy, and stroked through her folds. “You still want to move on to the sexy-times part of the evening? Or are you going to punish Daddy for teasing you?”
She grabbed his shoulders and leaned toward him. “Sexy times, Daddy. If I punish you, I’d be punishing myself.” She really needed to come. She’d been on edge for hours. The entire day if she was honest.
Daddy surprised her by bending slightly farther, settling his shoulder at her tummy, and lifting her off the floor so she was tossed over his shoulder.
She squealed as he carried her from the room, his hand on her bottom, stroking.
Moments later, he lowered her onto his bed. “Spread your legs for me, Little Bee. I want to see all of you.” He pulled his shirt over his head and then kept his gaze on her while he removed the rest of his clothes.
When his cock popped free, her breath hitched. She wanted him inside her. She’d wanted this all day, and he’d teased her for hours. It was going to feel so good.