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“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Good girl.”
But as Michelle’s hand drifted lower, Allie whimpered again, this time rubbing her thighs together. It took him a moment to figure out what she was doing, and when it finally clicked, he couldn’t help but chuckle at her predicament.
“Allison. Is there something you need to ask us, little one?”
“Yes, Sir…”
“Then I suggest you ask.” He put a little extra authority in his voice, to make it clear it wasn’t optional. “Little girls who don’t ask to use the potty end up wetting themselves. And Little girls who wet themselves have to spend the rest of the night in a diaper until they prove they can be Big girls again.”
“Oh, god,” she moaned, her cheeks blazing with embarrassed color. “May I please go to the bathroom?”
“You may walk to the bathroom, yes.”
She’d already started to dart away, but his deliberate phrasing caught her in her tracks. “Sir?”
“You may walk to the bathroom,” he repeated, enjoying the horrified realization dawning on her face. “But you may not use the toilet until you are given permission. So, I guess someone will need to come with you so you can ask permission.”
“Oh my god,” she whispered. Turning to Michelle, the plea was clear in her voice and her eyes. “Shelly?”
“Actually, I think your Daddy should take this one.”
God, he could kiss her. He would have let her do it, but he wanted nothing more than to watch their sweet little girl wrestle with her pride as she begged to be allowed to use the potty. “Let’s go, little one. Oh, and Michelle. While we’re gone, would you mind picking out two dildos to attach to the rocking horse there? I have plans for it when we get back.”
“It would be my pleasure, Sir.”
“Thank you, pet.”
By the time they made it to the bathroom attached to their playroom, Allie’s dance had become frantic. “May I please use the toilet?”
“Well, I don’t know how you’re going to do that if you’re not sitting on it, little one.”
“Daddy! You’re being mean!”
It didn’t escape his notice that it was the first time she’d actually used that title, but he figured making a big deal out of it would just embarrass her. And while he had no problem humiliating her, that was the one thing he never wanted her to feel self-conscious about. “Ask, little one.”
“Please can I sit on the potty, please!”
“Yes, you maysiton the potty.”
Rushing over, she lowered herself to the seat. “Daddy, I really gotta go! Please!”
It was fascinating, watching her slide into her younger persona like this. “All right, little one. You can pee now.”
She started to relax, then tensed up again. “Um, can I go by myself?”
“Nope. Daddy is going to stand right here and keep an eye on you.”
“Daddy, please!”
“Go, little one, or I really will go get a diaper and you can use that for the rest of the night.”
That did the trick. She was still tense, but soon the sound of her relieving herself filled the bathroom. When she was finished, she reached for the toilet paper, but stopped herself just in time.
“Umm, may I get some toilet paper?”
“Yes, little one.”
