Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
I find a pacifier, curl into a ball, and snuggle with the stuffed animal he keeps in this kennel. Blessed sleep takes me under within minutes.
FOURTEEN
I don’t know why Daddy hasn’t had sex with me yet. After the visit with the doctor a few days ago, I thought he would take his clothes off and fully claim my body. But he hasn’t.
He made me sleep the rest of that day, giving me medicine two more times so that all I did was take my bottles and go back to sleep. The next two days were busy. He took me to his office and worked long hours, only letting me out of the kennel every few hours to change me and let me stretch my arms and legs.
At night, he tongued my pussy, stretching me farther every time, driving me out of my head with the most mind-blowing orgasms. He bathed me, fed me, and put me in the elevated kennel in the bedroom.
I’m growing frustrated because I want him inside me. I want to feel that last level of connection with him. I crave it more than walking or freedom. I want to cling to him, wrap my arms around his neck, and make him want me as badly as I want him. It feels like he’s put some distance between us, and I don’t understand why.
Tonight, when he straps me into my highchair to color, I’m so upset, I nearly start to cry. “Are you mad at me, Daddy?”
His face contorts in a frown. “Why would I be mad at you, Little pet?”
“I don’t know. Maybe I was naughty.” He doesn’t usually hold his tongue when I misbehave. He tells me right away, punishes me, and then it’s over. But maybe I’ve angered him in some way that he hasn’t mentioned yet.
Daddy pulls up a chair, sits facing me, and strokes my cheeks. “You haven’t been naughty at all, Little pet. You’ve been angelic. The sweetest angel on Venkoria.”
My lips tremble. “Then why haven’t you had sex with me?”
“Ahhh. Is that what’s got you in a tizzy?” He gives me a soft smile.
I nod. “You haven’t been h-h-holding m-me.” My voice cracks as I start crying. I don’t mean to, but I can’t help it.
“Oh, sweet Little pet. I had no idea you were this upset. Why did you hide this from Daddy?”
I shrug and sniff back my tears, hoping to lighten the mood with my next words. “I keep telling you I’m smarter than you give me credit for. I may not be capable of hiding my arousal because you can scent it, but I can mask my feelings.”
He chuckles. “You are a smart girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I sit taller.
“I shouldn’t have underestimated you, Little pet. I’m sorry. That’s my fault.”
I lick my lips. “Then why are you avoiding me?”
He sets his elbows on my tray, continues cupping my cheeks, and rests his forehead against mine. “Honestly? Because I’m scared of hurting you. I know the doctor said it’s safe to enter you, but you are my world. I don’t want to cause you pain. I put a bit of distance between us because every time I touch you, I want you more than the last time. Our bond is growing. It’s undeniable. It’s like a force I can’t escape. I don’t even want to. But I find myself feeling emotions I’ve never experienced. I put some space between us to buy myself some time to make sure I won’t hurt you with my cock. That’s why I keep stretching you with my tongue every night.”
I grab his forearms. “You’re not going to hurt me, Daddy.”
“You don’t know that, Little pet.”
“Well, it might feel tight the first time, but that’s normal for humans. I won’t be mad at you. I won’t even remember. If the stretch is tight, I’ll adjust, and then it will be all better from then on.”
“Aren’t you a smart Little pet.”
I smile, my tears drying up. “I keep telling you that, but you won’t listen,” I tease. I hope I’m not angering him.
He chuckles. “You have told me a few times. I should have listened closer.”
“Will you please have sex with me tonight?”
“Nope.”
I gasp.
He laughs again. “Give me two more days. I have some more surprises for you. After that, I’ll claim you with my entire body.”
I grin broadly. “You promise?”
“I promise.” He kisses my lips and then pulls back to tap the coloring book in front of me. “Now, color me a picture while I fix dinner.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I smile. My heart is lighter. I’m glad I finally had the guts to force this issue with him. I’m never quite sure how he might react when I express myself. He’s been reluctant to let me demonstrate my mental capabilities.
I’ve been here long enough to know not to ask him to take off my leash. I won’t even argue about going into my kennel. As bizarre as it seemed when Julan first purchased me, I’m trained to expect his dominance and to follow his commands. Already, I’m so far under his thumb that I would do anything he orders. My obedience pleases him, and making him happy makes me happy.