Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Who knew having your hair washed could be so relaxing?
She didn’t know why she felt so drained today. But with everything he did for her, her well started to fill again. Shouldn’t she have more energy since she’d been sleeping better? Or perhaps it was that her body had hit a wall. Whatever it was, she just wanted to lie here and enjoy being taken care of.
“Poor girl. You’re exhausted, aren’t you?”
“I been sleeping better, Daddy. I don’t understand.”
“Your body has been running on adrenaline for a long time, you were bound to crash at some point. But Daddy is here to take care of you. Want to play with your toys?”
“Not right now, Daddy. Wanna just lie here.”
“Okay, baby girl. Remember, you can regress as young as you want, understand?”
She nodded. He rinsed the conditioner from her hair. The bath was filled with bubbles, which was her favorite. And it smelled like cherries.
Yum. Yum.
Even the shampoo and conditioner he was using smelled like cherries.
“I’ll get you out, baby girl, and dry you off.”
Sure. Whatever.
As he was lifting her out of the bath, the door to the bathroom opened and Brody stumbled in. He grunted at them in greeting and she had to stifle a giggle.
Brody was always slow to wake up. He moved to the toilet and drew his dick out.
The Fox sighed and covered her eyes with his hand. “Pup, Bunny is in here.”
“Gotta pee. She doesn’t care.”
It was true, she didn’t care. And the Fox didn’t need to cover her eyes. He removed his hand, shaking his head. “Sometimes he seems so shy and nervous, and other times . . .”
She grinned up at him. He placed her on her feet, but she wasn’t really in the mood to stand and she let herself drop to the floor. The Fox caught her before she fell on her ass.
“Whoa. Okay. Daddy has to be more careful, huh?” He set her on the bathmat and then laid a towel down on the floor. He helped her lay on her back.
She let out a small whine. There was something missing. And she couldn’t figure out what it was.
Reaching over, he grabbed her pacifier and placed it against her mouth. “Better, baby girl?”
But she didn’t reply. She thought it probably was. But now she was getting cold. Another whine escaped and he quickly started drying her.
“Sorry, baby girl. Let’s get you dry and dressed. I think a onesie for today, yes?”
Whatever he wanted.
Brody came over, looking down at where the Fox was drying her legs.
“What’s going on?”
“Baby day,” the Fox told him.
Brody raised his eyebrows. “Oh yeah? Sounds like fun.”
“I’ve got some fun in mind for you too, Pup.”
“What kind of fun?”
“Pass me another dry towel,” the Fox said instead of answering. He sat her up, then wrapped the towel around her before lifting her onto his lap. She leaned into his chest and played with the top of his shirt.
Then he dug into his pocket and drew something silver out. It looked like an odd penis. It was made from silver bars and was hollow on the inside with a large ring at the end.
Holy. Shit.
It was a cock cage.
She stared up at Brody and saw his eyes widen. Was he scared? Worried? Turned on?
Maybe all three?
“What . . . who . . . you are joking, right?” Brody asked.
“Nope. Not joking. You’re going to wear this for a few hours today. This is your punishment for coming last night without permission.”
“Holy. Shit.”
“Scared?” the Fox asked.
“Maybe, I don’t know. Will it hurt?”
“No, it won’t hurt. Might feel tight if you get a hard-on.”
“I can’t believe I’m going to let you do this. What about if I need to use the bathroom?”
“Should be fine. But tell me if it hurts.”
Brody swore quietly.
“Are you saying your safeword?”
Brody straightened his shoulders. “No, Sir.”
“Good Pup. Come here for a morning kiss.”
The Fox tapped his lips and Brody bent down, kissing him.
“Kiss our girl good morning. She’s a bit tired today.”
“Hey, sweetie,” Brody said. “You’re looking beautiful as usual.”
She wasn’t, but it was kind of him to say so. He removed her pacifier and gave her a light kiss.
When he finished, he replaced the pacifier.
“Go lie on your back on the bed, pants off, legs spread.”
“Shoot.” Brody turned and walked off.
“Wonder if he’ll manage to keep himself from getting hard?” he asked.
She didn’t reply. She didn’t think he expected one.
“Let’s brush your teeth. I’ll need to get you dressed in the nursery.”
Ooh. She loved the nursery. He set her on the counter, holding on to her with one arm as she swayed. Then she opened her mouth and let him brush her teeth, spitting when he said to.
He carried her into the room, lying her down on the bed next to Brody. She rolled onto her side, not wanting to miss anything.