by Pepper North
“I remember everything,” she said simply. “I found my exfiance with another woman. She was whipping him with a crop. Preston was tied to the bed.”
“I’m sorry, honey,” Ethan kissed the top of her head. He noted that her eyes remained closed as she attempted to deal with her memories. His heart lurched to think that she was still in love with that man.
“I didn’t love him. We just fit together in the view of our families and society. I was most upset when I realized that I had almost given my life and true happiness away to a man that had secrets of his own. We would have been happily miserable together. Polite, pleasant on the outside and yearning for the kink that really made us alive on the inside. I ran because I was trying to pretend that I wasn’t hiding as big of a secret as he was,” Olivia said sadly.
Ethan hugged her a little tighter and waited. He hoped that she would decide that he was the partner she needed in life. A Daddy to take care of her and a man to bring her body to life.
“I’m so glad that I found Preston. I shouldn’t have run. I just needed to think, and I didn’t know who to turn to for support,” Olivia opened her eyes and looked up at Ethan with tears in her eyes. “And I found you - a man who really gets me. The real me, not the one that I show the rest of the world. Do you think this can last?” she asked, her voice quivering with emotion.
“Yes,” Ethan said simply. He rocked his Little girl for several minutes enjoying the quiet and the feel of her ample curves nestled in his arms. “You know I’m never going to let you go, don’t you?”
She nodded and smiled, “I know Daddy.”
Chapter Nineteen
Two days later, the snowplows made it up the hill to the secluded hunting cabin. The driver came to the door hoping to find the driver of the wrecked car. Relieved to see that she had found shelter, he reported that he had called a tow truck and Olivia’s car had been moved to the nearest town.
“The police were checking the car’s registration when I left. You may wish to contact your family. I’m sure they’ve been notified by now and are worried sick about you,” shared the burly man who was wrapped in layers of protection from the cold. Olivia and Ethan thanked him and filled his thermos with hot coffee as a thank you for all he’d done.
Closing the door, Ethan looked at Olivia. Her injured leg had improved and now appeared only to have been badly bruised. The bracing had been removed and she was able to walk with a slight limp. Olivia stood in the doorway to the nursery. She wore his baggie sweatpants and tee shirt. Her relaxed outfit hinted that a padded undergarment increased her natural curves. Olivia had blossomed during her stay at the cabin. It seemed like once she had decided to allow herself to be who she needed to be, his Little girl had committed to her choice completely. Now, she looked petrified.
He smiled at her reassuringly as he walked to pull her into his arms. “Honey, just because the road is open doesn’t mean anything will change. We’ll return, and you’ll move into my home. We may need to interact with the outside world for work but at home and in the age play community, you’re still my Little girl and I’m your Daddy. I’m not going to let you go, ever.”
“My tummy feels funny,” she whispered.
“Little girls often have tummy trouble when the world seems unbalanced. Let’s check to make sure that you’re not running a fever. I bet someone needs to have her diaper changed before we get on the road,” Ethan lifted her up in his arms and carried her to the changing table. He pulled off her sweatpants and unfastened her diaper. After cleaning her bottom, he turned her over on her side and pressed a lubricated finger into her bottom. He held it there allowing her to relax before spreading the slippery cream around her rectum. Replacing his warm finger by the cold thermometer, Ethan rubbed her back as she shivered. He held it in place for ten minutes.
“Good baby,” he praised her as he removed the thick cylinder. Anything in her bottom was difficult for her but her Daddy knew that her body translated the invasion into arousal. The stain on the thermometer was the sign he needed. Ethan pressed his finger deep into her bottom and began pressing on her stomach with his other hand. “Olivia, your tummy is getting clogged again. I’ll treat this tonight when we stop at a hotel. I think we can make the trip home in a couple of days. I feel a lot of congestion here low in your abdomen.” His finger in her bottom pressed forward as his hand compressed her tummy. “Honey, are you about ready to start your period?”
A brilliant blush flooded her face, she nodded and covered her face. “I always start the second week of the month,” she whispered.
“Daddies need to know these things. Your diaper will take care of your flow. Do you have bad cramps?” he probed gently.
Olivia nodded, “The first two days are pretty miserable.”
“I think Dr. Richards will be able to help you feel better during your period. We’ll make an appointment to see him when we get home. He’s the doctor that treats the Littles in our age play community. It’s probably been a while since you’ve had a physical exam also.” He waited until she reluctantly nodded her head. “You will like him. His Little girl, Zoey, will want to be your first best Little friend. She’s amazing – just like you.” Ethan slid his finger from her bottom and cleaned his hands. Wrapping a clean diaper around her hips, Ethan helped Olivia dress in the big girl clothes from her suitcase. Her diaper disappeared under her thick jeans.
Then, Ethan packed his things quickly and loaded his SUV. He called the butcher about the frozen elk and arranged for it to be picked up from the barn and donated. While he made sure the cabin was ready to be closed until their next visit, he allowed Olivia to pick two items to play with from the nursery. Standing at the toy box, she watched from the corner of her eye as Ethan gathered the supplies they would need for the trip,. By the time she’d chosen a stuffed hippopotamus and a coloring book, he’d packed an enema bag, nozzle, lubricant, and the thick thermometer.
“Mmmmmm, Daddy? Can I take crayons with my coloring book? I have to take Hippy with me but that makes three things. Can I take three, Daddy? If I promise to be really good?” Olivia asked with her fingers crossed.
“I think if I get a hug and a kiss from my Little girl, I can pretend the coloring book and crayons are a set that can’t be separated,” he smiled at her earnest face. Olivia was trying so hard to be a good Little girl.
She rushed toward him with her lips pursed together. Ethan leaned down. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed her lips to his with a light smacking sound. Instantly, she felt his strong arms encircle her torso and lift her slightly into the air. His mouth opened over hers and his tongue swept into hers. Olivia shivered in delight as Ethan took command of the kiss. She clung to him as the kiss immediately morphed into seduction. When he lifted his head, her eyes met his in wonder.
“We’re really lucky, aren’t we, Daddy?” Olivia sighed happily.
“We are very lucky, Little girl.” He hugged her one more time and set her away from his body. “Go get hippy and your coloring set. We need to start driving.” Ethan watched her scurry to follow his instructions and he ushered her out the door to the SUV. Pausing to lock the door, Ethan thanked whatever forces had brought his Little girl to him.
Chapter Twenty
By the time they had reached the halfway point, both Ethan and Olivia were glad to get out of the car and check into the hotel. Ethan carried their essentials to the room. He stripped Olivia of her big girl clothes and laid her wearing only her diaper on a towel on the bed. He had changed her diaper during the trip by stopping at a secluded section of a parking lot. Olivia had been very nervous to be exposed out in public, but her Daddy had reassured her. By the second diaper change, she was beginning to relax.
Now, laying on the bed in their private hotel room, Olivia was perfectly at ease. She loved the way her Daddy looked at her adult body. Over the last couple of days, she had gotten used to how he frequently stripped her to her diaper. She was still a little embarrassed to have her rounded breasts expos
ed but she was getting used to it. She closed her eyes as Ethan laid his bag of supplies next to her. She felt her diaper loosen and her hips were lifted slight so that it could be discarded. The soft wipes cleaned her thoroughly. She could feel herself becoming wet from his gentle touches.
“You’ve been such a good Little girl, Olivia. I think you’ve earned a reward,” Ethan praised her as he pulled her bottom to the edge of the hotel bed.
Olivia’s eyes flew open. Ethan separated her thighs widely and settled in between her legs. His wide shoulder prevented her from pulling her legs back together. She watched him lean forward and breathe deeply savoring the scent of her arousal. Her eyes widened as he leaned in and licked her from her rectum to her curly hairline. His teeth closed on the tuft of hair at the top of her nether lips. Olivia heard herself groan in response.
Using his hand to fluff the curly hair, Ethan informed her, “We’ll shave these big girl curls off tonight. Little girls don’t need these.” He paused, holding her eyes, and waited for her response.
“Yes, Daddy. I don’t need my big girl curls anymore,” Olivia agreed with her Daddy quickly.
Smiling, Ethan lowered his mouth to begin to nibble at her pink folds. He used his tongue to scoop up the slick fluid now welling from her vagina.” MMmmmmm! You taste so good,” he murmured as he nuzzled into her most private areas. When he sucked gently on her clitoris, Olivia arched toward him. “No, no, Little girl. Your bottom needs to stay on the bed,” he reproached her as he pressed her to lay flat. “I don’t want to spank you, but I will if you aren’t following my instructions.”
Olivia shivered in response to his words. She’d only been spanked that once. She knew his hand was hard. “I don’t want a spanking, Daddy.”
“Good girl, Olivia.” Ethan lowered his head to tease her once again. He enjoyed the sound of her gasps and moans. His Little girl was very sensitive. He kept her on the edge for a long time as she begged him to help her come. Finally, he withdrew the two fingers he had inserted in her vagina. He drew a line through her moisture to the small, brownish opening that clenched tight as his fingers circled it. Ethan pressed the fingers dripping with her arousal into her anus stretching it.
That was all she needed. Olivia burst into flames. She called out, “Daddy!” Her body clenched in delicious spasms. She only realized that she had broken her Daddy’s rules when her hips dropped back down to the towel. Her eyes flew open to meet Ethan’s.
“I’m sorry, Daddy!” she said urgently.
Ethan looked at her sternly. “You’ve earned a spanking, Little girl.” He stood up and took a seat next to her on the big bed. “Over my lap!” he directed.
“But Daddy . . . I couldn’t help it. I didn’t mean to lift up from the bed,” she tried to explain but his eyes told her that he was not going to negotiate. She rolled over to her hands and knees. She crawled over to him.
He helped pull her over his lap. Ethan shifted her so that her toes were barely on the floor and her bottom pointed straight up. Resting his hand on her plump bottom, Ethan informed his Little girl that she had earned ten spanks this time. “Count them for me or they won’t count, Olivia.” He raised his hand and lowered it sharply. The sound was loud in the quiet room. “Count them, Olivia.”
“One,” she said with a sniff.
“Good girl,” he praised before lowering his hand again and waiting for her “Two.” His Little girl was in tears by the ninth spank.
“Nine,” she whispered. “Please Daddy no more. My bottom is on fire.”
“You have one more spank left, Olivia. Count it.” His hand lifted and spanked her red bottom.
“Ten! That’s ten, Daddy. Is my spanking over?” she looked back at him with tears running down her cheeks.
Ethan shifted her to sit on his lap. He smiled to himself as she gasped when her red bottom landed on his rough jeans. He cuddled her to his chest murmuring reassurances of how well she had taken her spanking. “Your Daddy is very proud of you. Little girls need to have their bottom reddened from time to time. It makes them listen to their Daddies more closely.”
“I’ll listen next time, Daddy. I promise.” Olivia wiped the tears from her eyes and looked at him very seriously. “I’m sorry you had to spank me.”
“I’m sorry, too, honey.” He held her close until her tears stopped, and her breath returned to normal. “Now, Daddy is going to treat your tummy and then, we’ll call for dinner.” He stood up and laid her down on her stomach on the towel. “You rest here while I fix your enema.” He patted her red bottom lightly.
Olivia buried her face in the towel. “I don’t want an enema, Daddy.”
“I know, honey,” he said quietly. “Stay still.” With that instruction, Ethan lifted the large enema bag from his supplies and selected a nozzle. He laid the large nozzle on the bed in her line of sight.
“That’s too big, Daddy,” Olivia said shocked.
“Daddy gets to make the rules, Olivia. It will fit in your bottom,” he patted her red bottom again to remind her of the consequences of not following her Daddy’s instructions. After listening her to quick intake of breath, Ethan carried the enema bag to the bathroom.
Olivia heard the water begin in the tub. With shock, she realized that the bag was too big to fit in the sink. She pressed her forehead against the bed. All that water was going to flow inside her bottom. She started to sit up but the sting from her bottom froze her in position. She made sure that she laid flat on the bed. Olivia glanced behind her and discovered that she could see into the bathroom by looking at the mirrored closet doors. Her Daddy had filled the enema bag over half full. She was relieved that the bag wouldn’t be totally filled until she watched her Daddy take the small bottle of conditioner and pour it into the open bag. She watched in horror as he stirred it around with his hand helping it dissolve in the warm water. When he started to turn toward the door, Olivia buried her head in her hands. “Please Daddy. No, Daddy,” she pleaded.
“Daddy makes the rules, Olivia,” Ethan said as he hung the bag on a nearby hook. He took his time attaching the hose to the large nozzle. He opened the lubricant and smothered the large nozzle in the slippery substance. “Take a deep breath,” he told Olivia as he spread her buttocks exposing her anus to the light. Without delay, he pressed the nozzle deeply into her resisting body.
“Big. It’s too big,” she stuttered.
“Nonsense,” he tapped the nozzle making her moan at its motion. Ethan released the clamp on the hose beginning the rush of the enema into her body. He spread her legs widely on the bed, so she couldn’t clench her bottom. “Stay right there, Olivia. Daddy doesn’t want to spank you again.”
Ethan picked up the room service menu and began to decide what they should eat for dinner. He asked Olivia questions about what she liked but his Little girl was focused on the slippery mixture that was gushing into her bottom. He decided to order them both a cheeseburger and fries. He picked up the phone and called the restaurant. They promised to deliver to the room within a half hour. Looking at the enema bag, he judged that the fluid would be inside Olivia by that time. “Everything is working out perfectly,” he shared with Olivia who groaned in response.
Chapter Twenty-one
Olivia was panting as the last of the enema solution poured into her bottom. “Please, Daddy. Don’t make me hold this. Can I go to the bathroom now?” she pleaded.
When the gurgle signaled the completion of the enema, Ethan clamped the hose trapping the solution inside his Little girl’s tummy. “Five minutes, Olivia. Then you can go potty,” Ethan announced.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. “Room Service,” called a deep voice.
“I’ll be right there,” Ethan called standing up from the bed. He placed a restraining hand on Olivia’s red bottom holding her in place. “Little girl, you have five minutes before you can get up. Be good or Daddy will have to add extra liquid to your enema bag.” He watched her quiver as he read her mind. She didn’t want the hote
l employee to see her laying on the bed with the enema bag attached to her, but the threat of being caught was titillating. “Thank goodness they were staying in a suite,” he thought with a smile as he closed the bedroom door almost completely.
Ethan walked to the door and unlocked it with exaggerated noise. He greeted the waiter with a smile, “Hi. Thanks for bringing the order.” he asked stepping out of the way, so the waiter could bring in the tray. The table was about five feet from the partially closed door. He knew however, that the man’s voice and the rattle of the trays would project and sound closer than he actually was to Olivia. When Ethan had signed the check, he handed the man a generous tip and showed him to the door.
Olivia’s Daddy opened the door to find his Little girl frozen on the bed. He stopped to admire the view while speaking to reassure her. “Our dinner is here, honey. Time to let that enema out. You’ve done very well. Your tummy is going to feel so much better. Let’s go to the bathroom so you can let all of that yuckiness out,” Ethan lifted Olivia to her feet. He carried the empty enema bag and supported her as she waddled into the bathroom as quickly as she could move. He turned Olivia to face the wall and leaned her over to brace her hands on the wall. Pulling the nozzle out slowly, Ethan helped Olivia scamper urgently to the toilet when it popped loose.
Rinsing the enema bag and hanging it up to dry, Ethan kept an eye on his Little girl. It didn’t take too long before the burst of solution and poop slowed and then stopped. When she felt that she could stand, Ethan wiped her clean carefully and led her back to lay down on the towel on the bed for a fresh diaper.
Popping one of his oversized tee shirts over her head so she wouldn’t get cold, Ethan led her to the table and their meal. He pulled her onto his lap and snuggled her close. “I love you, Little girl. We haven’t been together for very long, but I know that you’re mine.”
