Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
“Oh, so if I do this,” he ran his hands up her sides with a firmer touch and paused with his thumbs just under her breasts as she inhaled quickly for an entirely different reason, “that’s good?”
“Yes, Daddy. That’s very good,” she nodded eagerly.
“Vixen. You are so responsive.” He brushed his thumbs over her nipples and smiled when she squirmed.
When she closed her eyes to concentrate on the sensations, Cameron’s hands lifted away from her. Immediately, she focused on his face once again.
“You’re distracting me, Aria. Let’s get you dressed so I can feed you dinner. Arms up,” he directed once again.
When her T-shirt was in place, Aria scooted to the edge of the changing table to hop down. She grasped at Cameron’s powerful biceps as he slid an arm under her knees and back to whisk her into a position lying on her side. The cool air on her bottom reminded her that it was bare. When she reached a hand back to cover her skin, he moved it to the side where he attached it with a thick Velcro band.
“What are you doing?” she asked, waving her other hand at him.
“Thanks.” He quickly attached that one as well. And restrained her legs with a strap encircling her knees right below her hands.
She squirmed, trying to free herself but was stuck in this position with her bare bottom facing him. “Let me go!”
“You’re okay, Little girl. I know it’s scary at first, but I’m going to take care of you like I always do. I don’t want you to fall off the table.”
“I don’t want to stay here,” she pointed out.
“Fifteen minutes and you’ll be ready to go have dinner,” he assured her as he opened a drawer under the cushioned top and pulled out a jar.
“What’s that?” she asked, trying to twist around to see what he held.
“Just some slippery stuff to make the thermometer go in easier.” He scooped up a healthy portion of the white substance on his finger.
“I’m not putting that in my mouth,” she refused. “And I’m not sick. I don’t need my temperature taken.”
“Every night, I’ll check how well you feel before dinner. That helps me take care of you. This goes in your bottom,” he explained easily and moved one hand to rub over her bottom.
“I don’t understand.”
“Daddy will show you.”
With his left hand, Cameron lifted her top buttock, exposing the dusky bud hidden there. He quickly spread the cold mixture around the outside and then pressed a finger deep inside as she overcame her shock at this treatment and thrashed around to the best of her ability. Nothing she did affected the inserted finger. In fact, he took advantage of her movements to coat the inner walls of her rectum with the lubricant.
“You do not want to break this inside your bottom,” Cameron warned as he lifted the thick thermometer out of its storage place and removed his finger to slide it inside her.
Immediately, she froze on the table. “No. I’m not a baby.” As soon as she heard herself, Aria replayed the arrangement of her playroom. A crib. A changing table. A toy bin. “I’m the baby,” she whispered.
“You’re my Little girl,” he answered simply.
Wrapping her mind around her discovery that being a Little girl was more than coloring and obeying her Daddy’s rules, Aria tried not to think about the thick intruder filling her bottom. It was cold and seemed to extend far inside her. He twisted it and slid it a bit deeper.
“There you go, Little girl. Just relax and let me take care of you.”
“I don’t think I like this,” she whimpered, trying to convince herself this didn’t turn her on.
“Daddy knows your secrets,” he said easily as he swiped a finger through the juices coating her inner thighs.
“That’s not because of this,” she protested. Her words sounded false even to her ears.
“Don’t lie to Daddy, Aria. It’s important to always tell me the truth.”
He swirled the thermometer in her bottom, and Aria clenched her inner thighs. “I think my Little girl likes having things in her bottom. This is good because nothing is off limits between a Daddy and his Little. I will pay special attention to this area. I’ll start widening your entrance here so my cock doesn’t tear you. You’re so tight now.”
“You’re going to put your cock in my bottom?” she asked, meeting his gaze with complete arousal combined with horror.
“Of course. Daddies love their Littles everywhere.”
A picture flashed into her mind, and Aria licked her lips.
“Yes, Aria. I will fill your bottom completely—over and over again—until we both explode.”
His words wrapped around her, and she tried to pretend she wasn’t totally turned on. The twirling continued, driving her out of her mind, always reminding her that he was in control and that he would choose to take care of her as he wished.