Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44845 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44845 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Opening her mouth like a baby would solidify her submission. She didn’t know why, but this was definitely another turning point. Her mind and heart were in sync. She wanted this. She wanted to be his. She would submit to him because it felt right in every way.
Shaking off all leftover arguments to hold on to her autonomy, she opened her mouth and leaned forward to accept the bite. As soon as he slid the spork into her mouth to feed her, her pulse picked up. Pleasing him aroused her. His huge smile told her she’d more than pleased him.
When he pulled the spork out to let her chew, he lifted his other hand to thumb her nipple.
Khloe arched her chest and moaned. When she was finally able to chew and swallow, she shot him a glare. “If you don’t want me to choke, you can’t do that while my mouth is full.”
He chuckled. “Noted.” He set the spork down and used both hands to tweak her nipples, making her writhe.
“Daddy…” Her mind switched from hungry for food to ravenous for sex.
He finally released her swollen buds. “Sorry. Can’t help myself. You’re so unbelievably beautiful, and my cock is twice as hard now that I have you restrained in the highchair.”
She whimpered. “But now I want you inside me,” she complained.
“After we eat.”
It was going to be a long meal if he kept touching her.
“If you eat all your food without complaint and fill your diaper, I’ll spread you out on our bed afterward and eat your pussy for dessert.”
Her pussy clenched at the promise. She was learning that the best plan was always going to be to agree with him. The result was very rewarding. Noncompliance wouldn’t get her what she craved. “Yes, Sir.”
Daddy alternated between consuming large forkfuls of sausage, eggs, and hashbrowns and giving her smaller bites. He always waited for her to chew and swallow before offering her more.
Perhaps she should have been frustrated by how highhanded he was. It was madness to think she might choke on her meal. But it wasn’t about choking. Not really. It was about controlling everything. He had a need to dominate her in ways she couldn’t have imagined.
Not only had he insisted on feeding her, controlling her intake, but he also expected her to fill her diaper afterward because he wanted to force her output, too.
This was her new life. She was calmer now that she’d accepted it to a much larger degree. Her heart was no longer pounding out of her chest from fighting against giving him control. It was still beating hard, but that was because doing his bidding aroused her to the point of frustration.
When the plate was finally empty, he took the dishes to the sink and washed them while she watched. She was still strapped into the highchair. She could move her upper body around and swing her legs, but her torso and hands were secured, causing every movement to draw attention to her plight and increase her arousal.
Daddy finally returned to pop off the tray, but when he set it aside, he didn’t release her. Instead he sat facing her and set his hands on her thighs. “You are so very perfect in every way, Little one.”
She smiled at him, liking the praise.
He lowered his gaze to her chest. “Every inch of you. I want you to leave your dress off for a while so I can watch you toddle around in your diaper.”
She shivered. “Yes, Sir.” She liked it when she pleased him because the way he looked at her made butterflies flutter in her tummy. If he wanted to see her naked breasts, she would not argue. The room filled with the scent of their combined need. How long would this near-constant ache persist?
He slid his hands up to her waist and pressed against her bladder. “Submit, Baby girl,” he ordered.
He did that a lot. It was powerful and growing more so by the minute. It was his way of demanding her to obey in all things. His voice was always calm. He was obviously not quick to anger. She hadn’t seen him grow frustrated a single time. He was patient and kind. He would outwait her every time he issued a command.
Holding his gaze, she filled her diaper. It shouldn’t have aroused her to do so, but it did because he’d made it clear that he would ravage her as soon as she did his bidding.
Sure enough, in a flash, he had her unfastened from the highchair and in his arms. He moved so fast to the bedroom that she couldn’t keep from giggling. He dropped her on her back at the edge of the bed and opened her diaper to clean her up in record time.
She was panting as he scooted her to the middle of the bed, removed his clothes, spread her thighs, and lowered his mouth to her sex.