Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46805 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46805 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
The crinkle of a package opening made her tense once again. Caden held her firmly in place as he pressed the rounded head of something to her small entrance. Brooklyn gasped as a cold device stretched her tight ring of muscles. “What’s that, Daddy? It’s too big.”
“You can take it easily, Brookie. Relax. Tightening up won’t keep this out. You’ll only make your headache worse. Take a deep breath with Daddy.” He waited for her to follow his instructions. “Now exhale all that air.”
As he blew out audibly with her, Caden pressed the object into her bottom. The thick device filled her narrow opening, commanding her attention. “Good girl. Now the headache medicine.”
Over her hip, she could see him fill a thick plastic tube. He drew liquid up into it like a huge syringe with black slashes on the side showing the dosage. When he reached a red line, Caden moved the dose behind her. The device inside her jostled before the medicine gushed into her bottom.
“No, Daddy!” she protested and tried to wiggle, but Caden held her in place with a hand on her hip.
“Don’t be bad, little girl. It’s not hurting you. I’ll slow down the flow a bit. You’ve taken about half the medicine. Zale told me your headache should fade quickly.”
By the time the insert in her bottom stopped jostling, a haze had fallen over her. The strange sensation of having her bottom filled vanished from her thoughts as a peaceful calm captured her attention. She closed her eyes, basking in the pleasurable sensation. Her headache wasn’t even a memory.
“This is nice, Daddy.”
“Good, sweetheart. Daddy’s going to help you come so your climax squeezes the medicine deep into your bottom.” He shifted her to lie on her back with her knees widely spread. “Such a beautiful little girl. Let’s see how many times you can come for me.”
“Okay.” That sounded good. Why would she ever turn pleasure down? A buzzing sound registered on the edges of her attention. Brooklyn didn’t pay attention to it until he trailed it through the pink folds of her pussy. She opened her eyes to see Caden caress her with a pink wand vibrator.
The view pushed her arousal even higher. It seemed so decadent to be displayed in front of him while he played on her body’s reactions. Already wet from him giving her medicine and the plug in her bottom, Brooklyn’s slick juices gushed from her, coating her skin as Caden teased her. When he tapped it on her clitoris, Brooklyn heard herself moan. The intermittent vibration made her lift her hips, following the stimulation when he lifted the device.
Caden relented and held the stimulator in place. Instantly, her muscles contracted, and her climax exploded, shaking her with its intensity. Before she could recover, he rekindled the thrilling sensations. When she couldn’t take any more, her daddy turned off the vibrator and soothed her with soft strokes on her skin. As she drifted off to sleep, Caden wiped away her slick juices and wrapped a diaper around her hips.
CHAPTER 19
“Hi, Zale. Thanks for calling to check on Brooklyn. She hasn’t needed any medicine for a week now.”
Brooklyn colored furiously as she eavesdropped on her daddy’s conversation. As happy as she was to be headache free, she was a bit sad she wouldn’t need the extra-close care Caden had lavished on her. She’d loved being super little for him. The medicine had erased her self-consciousness and allowed her to bask in his intimate attention.
After a slight pause, Caden continued, “I agree. She’s definitely on the path to feeling one hundred percent. Can I ask a question? That medicine helped Brooklyn’s tummy work more efficiently. Since she doesn’t need the painkiller in it now, is there anything you suggest injecting as an enema?”
She gave up pretending not to listen and jumped to her feet. She pulled on his shirt, furiously whispering, “No, Daddy. I don’t need that.”
“You have a mixture you create for the other Littles? How often should I use it?”
“Daddy,” she said, shaking her head.
Caden cradled his phone between his shoulder and jawline to free his hands. With a very stern glance, he steadied her head, preventing her from rattling her brain around. “Alright, experiment to see what helps Brooklyn’s tummy most. Start with eight ounces every other Saturday or Sunday afternoon before she naps. Increase to twelve if needed before administering each week. Got it, Zale. Thank you for all your help.”
He released her and disconnected from the call. “That was naughty. Don’t interrupt Daddy when he’s on the phone.”
“I don’t want more medicine. I’m so much better. My head isn’t fuzzy at all,” she promised.
“I’ve noticed how much better you’re doing,” he said, meeting her gaze directly.
“I should never have told you that my stomach feels better,” Brooklyn muttered, vowing silently never to answer questions that might come back to haunt her. Unfortunately, he always distracted her into revealing information. She told him about her stomach problems after several orgasms thanks to that pink interrogation wand vibrator.