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“I want to be clear that while I was the one who physically placed the clamp on your nose, it was your behavior that resulted in the clamp being necessary. You need to take responsibility for your behavior and the consequences that result.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she agreed.
“Now please wait here while I replace one of the water bottles with another green bottle as part of your consequences.”
Chapter Twenty
It was so hard to behave while Daddy fed her bottle after bottle. Two green bottles, two that tasted like a thick coconut-almond mixture, and two that were just water. Her tummy felt so full. Cricket didn’t remember the last time she’d had so much to drink in such a short period of time. She really didn’t want to use her diaper but she knew she couldn’t hold out forever.
After she’d swallowed down the last of the final bottle, Daddy started rubbing her tummy, and she groaned and whimpered.
“Daddy, please, no.”
“What’s the matter, love bug?”
“My tummy. It’s too full. I’m going to have an accident.”
“No you aren’t,” he told her, his tone gentle but firm. “Because there are no accidents when you’re in your diaper. There’s just a babygirl using her diaper, and that’s what babygirls do.”
She could appreciate that logic and she did want to be Daddy’s babygirl—more than anything—but it was so hard to let go.
“Now be a good girl and relax for Daddy.”
The rubbing turned to kneading, and then to outright pushing on her belly. Cricket was trying to relax but she felt more twisted up than ever and she couldn’t. All her muscles were tense and hard and she felt like a board, all stiff in Daddy’s lap. Then the heel of his hand sank into her bladder and she couldn’t resist anymore.
She let go and felt the warm stream. It was awfully embarrassing, but she tried to listen to Daddy’s praise and encouragement instead of the shaming voices in her own head.
“Such a good babygirl, using your diaper like you’re supposed to. I’m so proud of you, Cricket.”
She didn’t quite understand how he could mean it, but there was no mistaking the sincerity on her Daddy’s face when she managed to look up at him.
“It’s a Daddy’s job to get babygirls cleaned up soon after they use their diapers so let’s get you taken care of. Come on, love bug. Let’s get you on the changing table.”
* * *
Cricket was obviously struggling with using her diaper, but she’d get used to it in time. And honestly, her flushed face and squirming turned him on.
Like she’d done in the middle of the night, she crawled over to the changing table. Having her on hands and knees was mind-blowingly sexy and he couldn’t wait to put her in that position for myriad other reasons. Her big tits hung down and her ass looked phenomenal. It took everything he had not to kneel down behind her, tear her diaper off and plunge his rock-hard dick into her pussy.
Owen helped her hop onto the table and laid her down on the padded surface before fastening the strap around her waist. He also pulled a paci out of the drawer and popped it into her mouth. She really did seem to like them, not to mention that they helped her get into Littlespace. He’d have to remember to give her one more often. Maybe even use a paci gag which might be a perfect combination of the bondage and age play his babygirl seemed to enjoy so much.
For now, she sucked on the nipple as he took off the soaked diaper and wiped her down, getting the soiled cloths out of her view.
“Now you get a reward for using your diaper, babygirl,” he told her, and unclipped the strap around her waist. With a grip on her hips, he slid her down until her bottom was resting at the edge and her knees were bent to keep her heels on the table.
That was close but not quite far enough so he pulled the stirrups out from the end of the table and set her feet in the cradles before buckling her in and forcing her legs wide open.
Her thick thighs framed the parted seam of her labia, and her swollen pussy was already glistening even though he’d just wiped her down. She also still had the bright pink butt plug lodged in her ass. Such a pretty picture.
Cricket whimpered and he tutted at her. “Don’t worry, love bug. Daddy’s going to take care of you. Daddy’s going to fuck this sweet little pussy while your bottom’s still plugged for your reward, and then we’ll get to your enema.”
He stood between Cricket’s thighs and stroked his thumbs over her puffy nether lips. He was going to enjoy shaving his Little girl and keeping her bare but he wouldn’t do that now; she’d waited long enough and frankly so had he.
Teasing her a bit more, he touched everywhere but her clit and laughed when she made her frustration known with an impatient whine behind her paci.
“Okay, love bug, okay, I hear you. I just want to make sure you’re ready for Daddy, that’s all.”
She let out a moan that made his head swim when he circled the pearl of her clit. While he worked the small bundle of nerves, he slipped a finger inside her. The warm, close sheath made his dick ache. It was going to be phenomenal to be be surrounded by her.
