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Chapter Thirteen
As much as Arthur would’ve liked to put Saoirse in a diaper, he wasn’t going to push her that far. Yet.
In the meantime, he’d enjoy how she looked swinging her feet off the end of the changing table. So sweet his little princess was. He would very much enjoy what he was about to do to her.
“Lay back, princess.”
She did, bringing her heels up to the edge of the table without being asked. Saoirse looked marvelous there, spread out and vulnerable, and he was going to make her more so.
Arthur tugged the stirrups out from the bottom of the table and though Saoirse looked surprised, she didn’t protest as he set her heels in the cradles and then fastened the pink leather straps above her ankles and below her knees. Or when he put a thick strap across her belly. Or when he buckled her wrists into cuffs that were attached to the sides of the table.
He pushed her legs far apart—far enough that she gasped—and locked the stirrups there. Her eyes were wild when she looked at him—not with fear, he didn’t think. Not with the way her hips shifted on the table.
“I’ll be right back,” he told her with a pat to her soft inner thigh. “I’m just getting a couple of things from the bathroom.”
A thrill ran through him at the tiny whimper that escaped her lips. He was absolutely positive that if he slipped his fingers through her folds, he’d find her wet and slick. With the tempting thought of a turned-on Saoirse to get back to, he returned in a couple of minutes with a basin of hot water and a shaving kit.
He’d been able to see her twitch and squirm on the table while he filled the basin at the sink and it had made his cock ache. It was nothing compared to standing between her legs now.
“Little girls don’t have any hair between their legs, do they, princess?”
Saoirse shook her head.
“You’re too little to have grown-up hair on your princess pussy so Daddy’s going to take it off. I’m going to shave your pretty pussy every day so it stays nice and smooth for me.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she breathed and closed her eyes, wrapping her fingers around the chains that connected her wrist cuffs to the table as her chest heaved, showing off the tight furls of her rosy nipples.
She was too good to be true.
Arthur took his sweet time lathering her up and using the razor to expose more of her pale skin. For some women, this didn’t matter; either they were used to removing their pubic hair or it just didn’t press any buttons. For others, he’d found it sunk them deeper into little space. It was a hidden and very personal reminder that they were small now, someone else controlled their body, and that while their desires may be grown-up, they were still at the mercy of their daddy to fulfill them.
Saoirse appeared to be the latter and he couldn’t wait to touch her with all that delicate skin exposed, and remind her every day that he was going to take care of her. All of her.
Shaving a woman took a lot of concentration, but he made sure to rub her thighs, her hips, and her flanks, praising her for being such a good girl while he worked. And when he was done wiping the last of the lather away and checking for any hairs that had escaped, he rubbed some oil into her mound and the plump lips of her labia, which made Saoirse moan and press her head back.
“All little girls should know the proper names for their body parts,” he told her, and settled his thumb against her clit, making her gasp. “This is your princess pearl. It should make you feel good when Daddy touches you here, plays with you. Does it?”
Saoirse bit her lip and nodded, tugging and bucking against her bonds while he circled the firm little bud of nerves. She cried out when he lifted the pad of his thumb away and traced down to her entrance, guiding his thumb through the moisture that had gathered there, the copious slickness making his mouth go dry and his cock get hard. He was going to taste her there as soon as possible. He wanted that sweet honey on his tongue, in his mouth. He could smell her arousal and it was intoxicating.
“And this is your princess pussy.”
Arthur pushed his thumb inside her channel and Saoirse tilted her hips to meet him, taking his thumb even further inside her. She was tight and hot and soaking wet. It took all of his considerable self-control not to say fuck it and drive into her with his throbbing cock, fucking her until they were both sated instead of getting her dressed and ready to go to church.
Surely Father Gideon would understand if Arthur explained to him why he hadn’t made it this Sunday, but how could he be worthy of disciplining Saoirse if he couldn’t maintain control over himself? He wouldn’t teach her much of a lesson if right after he caught her masturbating he, yes, chastised her, but also got her off. Sometimes being responsible sucked.
It was with great reluctance that he slowly fucked her with his thumb and watched her chest rise and fall rapidly while she did her best to take more of him. Greedy little thing.
“Daddy’s going to fuck you here with my big fat cock and it’s going to feel so good when I do.”
Another whining cry of protest when he withdrew his thumb from her cunt, and he slapped the inside of her thigh.
“So noisy, little girl. You’re getting very excited over a simple anatomy lesson. You need to shush or I’m going to have to stuff your paci in your mouth to keep you quiet.”
A desperate little sound emerged from Saoirse’s sweet mouth before she could snap it closed and shake her head. Oh, yes, she’d be taking a paci and soon. A few mild threats to make her think about it was fun too.
But for now, he drew his thumb over the sensitive strip of skin between her pussy and her asshole and then circled the tight bud, making his little princess buck and squirm while she tried not to make a sound. What a precious gift he’d been given. Though he was positive Renata hadn’t meant for anything remotely like this to happen, and he still felt not a small amount of lingering guilt about it himself.
This wasn’t what was supposed to happen. She’d been hisstepdaughterfor God’s sake. When she’d come here, he had no intention of this happening. He’d honestly thought to act as a father figure as he had for the past decade.
