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)
Right now, I’m experiencing more freedom than I have since I arrived. I’m standing on my own. I’m wearing a collar, and I always will be, but I’m not leashed. I’m not following commands.
I’m still close enough that I could leap into Daddy’s arms in a heartbeat. This distance is kind of thrilling, but it’s making me crave his touch.
Daddy rubs his hands together. “I see a benefit to putting clothes on you.”
I cock my head, wondering what he’s going to say next.
“I get to peel them off and reveal your delectable body all over again.”
My smile grows. I like this plan.
“The pucker of your naked nipples makes my mouth water every day, but seeing those hard little points through your dress is making my cock harder than ever.”
My face flushes. I’m so horny that I’m starting to wobble.
Daddy stands and holds out a hand. “Come. I have one more surprise for you.”
Giddy, I take his hand and let him walk me through the apartment and into the bathroom. He releases me in the middle of the room and turns to open the small closet.
My hands fly to my mouth as he pulls out what I immediately recognize as a portable toilet. It’s the kind of thing human toddlers would train on. It’s just my size, and I think I’m going to cry.
Daddy sets it against the wall near the much larger toilet he uses. “What do you think, Little pet?”
I wipe away the tears that have gathered. “Thank you so much, Daddy.”
He squats in front of me and cups my face. “Baby steps, remember? Don’t give Daddy heart palpitations. None of this means you get to wear dresses, walk all around the house, eat from a plate, or use the potty every day. You’re still my pet. I’m still getting used to you being far more intelligent than expected. And no matter how much time passes, I’ll always be more interested in your health and safety than in appeasing your desire to have independence. Part of ensuring you stay safe will mean disciplining you when you’re argumentative on that topic. If you badger me, your bottom will be red and painful on a regular basis. I will punish you because I love you. Do you understand?”
I throw my arms around him and hug him as tight as I can, wincing slightly when I bonk my sore nose against his neck. “I love you, too, Daddy.”
After a long embrace, he pushes me back. “Now, let me peel this dress off your sexy body and remove that diaper so you can try out this potty.”
I’m irrationally excited about using a toilet, and I lift my arms so Daddy can undress me.
He stares down at my breasts. “Yes, removing your clothes is a treat.”
I giggle.
He takes my diaper off next and lifts me by the hips to turn and set me on the potty. “Spread your legs wide, Little pet.”
I’m confused as I look down and see why.
“I’m not familiar with how Little pets use a toilet,” he comments.
I wonder if I should point out the odd design.
He lifts a brow. Is he smirking? “What?”
“Well, the toilets on the space station just have an oval seat we sit on. They don’t have these raised parts. We don’t spread our thighs.” I had to open my legs really wide as he lowered me to accommodate the odd device. The back of the seat is normal. The oval doesn’t reach all the way around, though. It’s more like three-quarters of an oval with elevated pieces of plastic sticking up several inches on both sides. The design means there’s no way for me to easily climb up and sit on my own. Daddy will have to lift me onto it. Plus, my knees are now obscenely wide, my pussy exposed.
“Yeah, I looked on the database. I know what human toilets look like. That didn’t suit me.” He shrugs.
I’m holding on to his forearms, and I narrow my gaze at him. “Daddy…”
He chuckles. “You’ll never use the potty alone, Little pet. Out of the question. You’re still not permitted to enter the bathroom without me. I will lift you onto the seat, and you will keep your legs wide while you pee.”
I shudder. It’s one thing to pee in front of him. For some reason, it’s far more embarrassing than using a diaper. But it’s another thing entirely to pee while he watches the entire thing with a full view of my peepee hole.
I’m naked. I’m trembling.
He kisses me gently. “This privilege comes with a caveat.”
I try to lean forward, thinking I can sort of hide my body if I can just set my forehead against his chest. But Daddy shakes his head. “Sit up straight, Little pet,” he demands in his stern voice
My nipples pucker irrationally. This situation is the oddest one yet in many ways, but his tone and dominance make me horny.