Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 141428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 707(@200wpm)___ 566(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 141428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 707(@200wpm)___ 566(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
“Sit down,” he told her. “I’m going to get you a glass of water and another bandage for your cheek.”
“I think we’re supposed to get some air on it, aren’t we? It’s probably been under a bandage for long enough.” He’d been changing the bandage each day and applying some cream while not letting her look underneath.
Probably a smart choice. But she was feeling stronger now. More capable of coping with things.
Hayes loved her.
It was like a dream come true. One she never wanted to wake up from.
“All right.” He eyed her with concern, but whatever he saw made him nod. “Sit while I get you a drink.”
She stared at the packages with interest as she sat on the sofa. When he returned he held a sippy cup. On the front was a squirrel.
“What’s this?”
“A sippy cup for you. I’ve had it for a couple of days. I want you to drink all of that while I open these.”
Hmm. A sippy cup seemed a slightly odd choice after he’d just fucked her brains out. But it was cute.
As he opened up the packages, things became clearer. Inside, she saw that he’d bought a baby bottle, pacifier, and bib, all with squirrels on them. Three pairs of fluffy socks in pink or yellow. Her period had finished, but fluffy socks were the sort of thing that could be worn all of the time.
Well, maybe not in the height of summer.
There was also a box of Lego. It was Cinderella’s castle and it was epic. A couple of coloring books. She’d already made a start on the ones that had been in her welcome basket. Some colored clay that made her hesitate. But it was the sort for children that was colored and softer and not like the clay she worked with.
Still, she felt that familiar pang.
There were also two onesies. One was a soft yellow with white buttons and the other a pale pink with black buttons. Both of them had a dropseat.
Sheesh.
The last things he drew out were a thick yellow jacket with white fluff around the hood and cuffs, white fluffy mittens, a hat, and a scarf.
“These are adorable!” she cried.
The more he unpacked, the further she slipped into Little headspace.
“Do you like everything, baby?”
“Uh-huh. Well, not sure about the bib, baby bottle and pacifier, Daddy. I is a big girl.”
“Not sure about that. I did think about buying a potty.”
“Nooo!” She stomped her foot on the floor.
“What was that?” he asked, pointing to her foot.
“That was Devi putting her foot down,” she told him, pointing at him. “No potty, Daddy!”
“If Daddy thinks you need a potty, then that’s what you’ll be getting, Little girl,” he told her firmly.
She gasped. “That’s just rude.”
“Oh, here it is.” He held up a notebook that had Naughty Notebook written on the front.
“Daddy! No!” she cried.
“Oh yes. Let me find a pen. Now, I’ll just write down the date and what you did wrong. Oh, look, there’s even a place to write all of your rules. And now the punishment. Hmm. I suppose we should start taking care of these now.”
He set the notebook aside as she jumped to her feet and raced away . . . all right, in her mind that’s what she did.
In reality, she attempted to get off the sofa and fell back onto it, banging her toes against the coffee table as her foot slid out in an attempt to balance herself.
“Devi!” He rushed over and helped her sit.
Lord.
Yeah, he was right. Graceful she was not.
“What were you trying to do?” he asked as he sat on the coffee table and grabbed hold of her foot. He rubbed her sore toes gently.
“I was trying to run away from you,” she grumbled.
Hayes raised his eyebrows. “You’re not allowed to run away from me.”
“I can if you’re gonna spank me! That’s not nice.”
“No. What’s not nice is you speaking badly about yourself. Insinuating that I wouldn’t want my dick in your mouth. Putting salt in my coffee. Hmm, there’s also the fact that you got up off the sofa to look at your cheek when you were supposed to be resting.”
Shoot.
“Now, what punishments are you going to get for those things?”
Spanking her wasn’t a simple thing.
Generally, he’d just pull her over his lap and spank her. But he couldn’t do that with her injured arm. It would likely be a few more weeks before that was a possibility.
But there were other ways.
“You’re not really going to spank me, are you, Daddy?” she asked, giving him a sad look. “Devi is such a good girl.”
“If Devi was such a good girl, then she wouldn’t have four entries in her naughty book, would she?”
“But Daddy! I just saw my cheek for the first time since it was slashed by a nasty man. Then I had a panic attack. Then I had the most amazing sex I’d ever had. Don’t you think that’s enough for one day for one Little girl?”