Obediently Yours

by Bella Jackson

  “Open up for Daddy,” he requests. I open my mouth and he places a pacifier in it. I feel even more under his control with this action. This draws me further into a “little” mindset. It is simply wonderful. I am in the moment, allowing Daddy to completely dominate me and dictate everything. I obey his orders, submissive to his desires. Eager to please him. Hoping that I make him as happy as he makes me.

  Daddy looks down at me lovingly. His hand strokes the side of my face, rubbing my hair back away from my face. Next I feel both of his hands on my breasts. He rubs them achingly slowly and gently. My nipples are begging for attention, but he continues to rub my large globes, everywhere but where I want to feel his hands. He smiles down at me, a knowing look. He finally rubs my rock-hard nipples. His fingers tug and pull at them, just short of pain, but certainly with enough pressure that it is a direct link to my pussy. The entire lower part of my body clenches deeply. His hands continue downward, down to where I ache the most. He lays his hand on my tummy and rubs it soothingly. I look up at his face and see such adoration. I cannot believe it is adoration for me! And what I feel for him is indescribable. It is overwhelming in its intensity. I cannot find the words to adequately describe it. Richard continues to look down at me as his hand crawls too slowly down to between my legs. His hand rubs over my smooth pussy lips lightly. I am swollen with desire for more. Richard’s eyes move down there. He slides his fingers easily through my soaked inner pussy lips.

  “Baby girl, you seem to be very aroused. Look how wet you are for me,” he says, holding his fingers up. I can see the glistening wetness on his fingers. He puts his index finger in his mouth and sucks my arousal off of his finger. “Mmmmmm, you taste divine, little one, but that was a teasing appetizer. I would like to really enjoy tasting you and learning all there is to know about your pussy.”

  My breathing quickens as he says this. I am on fire with desire and wanting. I watch as Richard moves to the end of the table and, in one swift move, he wraps his arms around my thighs and pulls me further down on the table toward the edge. His head travels down between my legs and I can feel the slightest touch on my inner folds. He rubs his fingers up and down, exploring and teasing. He touches everywhere but the place I need his touch the most. I spit the pacifier out so I can speak. “Please, please…” I plead.

  “What do you want, baby girl, tell Daddy,” he responds.

  “Touch me, please.”

  “But I am touching you, sweetie. I’m touching you and looking at your red, swollen pussy lips. I can smell your arousal. You have a beautiful pussy, little one. If you want Daddy to touch you somewhere else, you need to use your words,” he says in a loving, Daddy-like tone of voice.

  “P…p…please touch my button, Daddy,” I say, not quite believing I am using such a childish word. It is amazing how easily it falls off my tongue.

  Richard chuckles. “Your button? Hmm, do you mean here, little one?” I feel his finger slide lightly over my clit. He rubs my clit in a circular motion, painstakingly slow but steady. Oh, the promised land. I want more pressure, and faster rubbing!

  “That feels soooooo good, Daddy. Keep…doing…that…please,” I say, breathless. My back arches as I push my pussy into his finger to get more pressure.

  “Easy, baby girl, just lay back and relax. Daddy will take care of you,” he says. Suddenly, I feel his hot breath on my pussy. I hold my breath waiting for what I know is coming next. His mouth clamps onto my clit and he sucks, licks, and tugs with his teeth. It feels unbelievably good. I am a raging inferno, so close to orgasm. My body tingles. It is tight, like an elastic band you stretch, then let go so it snaps. Richard has been slowly bringing me to a simmer, but now I am that stretched elastic band. I am on the cusp of climax, ready to snap.

  “P…p…p…l…e…a…s…e,” I moan and it is a plea Richard answers as he puts even more pressure on my tiny bundle of nerves. “I…I’m gonna…oh, God,”

  “Cum, baby girl, cum for Daddy so he can taste you more,” he says with his mouth still on me, his words vibrating over my pussy. I do as he commands. I cum. Hard and long. I see bright lights of fireworks behind my eyeballs as my body convulses, my back arching way off of the table. Unbelievable. Fantastic. I catch my breath as I start to come down from my orgasmic high. I cannot move. My limbs are heavy. My body is completely spent. I open my eyes and Richard’s face is a few inches from mine, momentarily startling me. “Are you all right, little one?”

  His smiling lips are glistening with my pussy juices. It takes me a few moments to collect myself. I try to speak, but am still overcome, so I nod my head. Richard rubs my hair away from my damp face. “Just relax, little one. Daddy is here to take care of all your needs. Everything is fine. You are exquisite, my beautiful baby girl.”

  He places the pacifier back into my eager mouth. I watch him bend down below the table, then stand with a diaper in his hand. Without words, Richard conveys his intentions. He holds the diaper up and his eyes then look to my drenched pussy. He opens the folds of the diaper and heads back to the end of the table.

  I feel his hands tap my bottom and I comply with his unspoken request to lift my bottom up. He slides the diaper under my bottom. I feel him cleaning me with a baby wipe, then rubbing diaper cream all over my folds down to my bottom.

  I lay reveling in the feeling of being diapered by him. My Daddy Dom. A man who I barely know, yet know so well. He truly is a dream come true and the chance to experience being his baby girl for real is more than I have ever dared to dream. That familiar smell of baby powder fills the air as he secures the diaper in place. I am lying before him, naked but for a diaper. A true adult baby girl.

  “There you are, little one. All set. Nice and secure for your Daddy,” he croons. I feel such affection for him, it feels as if I might burst.

  “Come on, baby girl, let’s get you all settled in,” he says and I am a bit unsure of what he means. Richard puts his hands out to me, taking both of mine as I sit up. I take in the picture of me sitting up wearing only a diaper. Richard kisses the top of my forehead and then holds out the tee shirt I was wearing before to help me put it on. He walks me over to the comfy chair and tells me to stay there a minute. He leaves the room and it gives me a moment to absorb and process all that has happened since yesterday.

  This room is lovely. Even though sparsely decorated, the furniture is beautiful craftsmanship. I remember reading stories about adult babies being put in their nurseries. They always provoked a strong reaction in me. I am sitting in a room that I envisioned reading those stories. And here I sit in my own real-life story with an opportunity to experience something that I have only ever read about before.

  My thoughts are interrupted by the sight of my very sexy Daddy walking back into the room. He is holding a baby bottle. Richard smiles at me as he scoops me into his arms, sitting down in the chair with me in his lap. He holds the bottle to my lips and I take the nipple into my mouth, sinking further into my little headspace. His arms wrapped around me make me feel more loved than I ever have before. I realize that nothing in my life will ever be the same again. It is a thought that makes me smile in pure happiness.

  Chapter Seven

  “So, baby girl, you will make sure you call me as soon as you get home?” Daddy asks me yet again.

  “Yes, Daddy, I promise I will call you as soon as I walk in the door,” I respond.

  “You will make sure to drive extra carefully too, right? Wear your seatbelt. Obey the speed limit. Be very careful. No stops along the way either. Head straight home while it is still light out,” he rambles on.

  It is so nice to have someone care about my safety. I have lived alone and on my own for so long. “As I already said several times,” I say teasingly, “yes, Daddy, I will do all of those things and arrive home safe and sound, I promise.”

  “I am sorry if my concern is annoying to you, little one,” he says, sounding slightly annoyed himself. “You will have to get used to my overbearing and controlling tendenc
ies. I consider you to be very precious cargo. Now that I have found you, I do not want to let you go. This weekend has changed my life. I wish that we could stay here forever.”

  “I feel the same way too, Richard. It has been surreal. All my dreams come true. I have never been so happy or felt as alive as I do right now. I hate to leave too. But let’s face it, life goes on. We cannot engage in deviant sexual role-playing forever,” I laugh.

  “Hey, there is nothing deviant about what we do, Siobhan. We are two very adult people with a common interest in a sexual fetish. It is consensual. There is nothing wrong with it if we both agree to engage in these activities. And I would say from our weekend, we are both in agreement,” he smirks.

  “You are right, Daddy. I very much agree to all of this, having you in my life, being my Daddy, my Dominant.” We stand silently for a few minutes, hesitant for the moment to end. I need to go now, although I hate to do it.

  “Okay, off you go. For now, anyway. Just remember your rules, baby girl. I will expect a nightly phone conversation to review your daily rules checklist.”

  “Yes, Daddy, I have my new list of rules that you revised. Although I am not too sure about a few of these rules. It will be hard to obey them all. Especially the ‘no touching myself’ rule.”

  “While it may be hard to obey the rules, you will still follow them all or I will be very unhappy with you. I expect total obedience and if you fail to obey, you will be punished when I see you next weekend, little one. Do not forget that you have agreed to submit to me. I expect you to please me by following through on all that we have discussed.”

  “Yes, Sir, I understand. Well, I guess I should hit the road.”

  “Yes, little one. Please be careful. My entire world is walking out the door and I need to know you will stay safe for me.”

  “I will stay safe, Daddy, I promise,” I say sadly. Richard scoops me up into a gigantic hug and kisses me with passion and abandon. All of our feelings are conveyed in this one perfect kiss. Once I start heading down the driveway, away from him, I feel like crying. This amazing experience has affected me in ways I could never have imagined. It must be right to move forward with him if I feel so much sadness at leaving him, right?

  I get home and continue reflecting on Richard…Daddy. A thrill shoots through me as I think of him. My Daddy. I cannot stop thinking about him. I cannot stop thinking about his nurturing manner, his kindness and guidance, his strictness. All of these things I have wanted and needed in my life so badly and have been handed, essentially, on a silver platter. Everything I want right there for me to grab. I am his baby girl.

  Once I am home and settled back into my nightly routine, I open my email and am thrilled to see that Richard sent me the email he promised to send after I left his house.

  FROM: DADDY DOM

  SUBJECT: YOUR RULES NOW MODIFIED

  Dear Baby Girl,

  I want to send you this email to ensure that you are clear about my expectations going forward. Before we met in person, the rules I gave you were designed for online role-playing. Now that you and I are officially in a Daddy/baby girl relationship, I want to modify your rules to reflect your submission and my dominance over you. Please see your list of rules at the end of this email. Nothing should be a surprise to you and I am more than happy to answer any questions you may have. In fact, I would love for you to respond by sending me your reactions and feelings about your new rules.

  I had a wonderful weekend and cannot wait until I see you again. Hopefully we can talk tonight.

  Hugs,

  Daddy

  BABY GIRL SIOBHAN’S RULES

  1. I will respect, obey, and submit to Daddy at all times. I will obey Daddy’s instructions and follow all of Daddy’s rules. I will always refer to Daddy as Daddy or Sir.

  2. I will answer all of Daddy’s questions honestly and without hesitation and will not lie or withhold information.

  3. I will make my health and safety my highest priority. I will keep Daddy informed about my health at all times. I will attend all doctor appointments and will submit to all required medical tests. I will tell Daddy immediately when I do not feel well, when I am sick or injured. I will take all prescribed medication and only take over-the-counter medication under Daddy’s direction.

  4. I will ask Daddy for permission to go potty when we are home. I will follow my potty schedule when I am not in Daddy’s presence: I may go potty every two hours on the even hour. If I cannot wait and follow my potty schedule, I must inform Daddy.

  5. I will adhere to my curfew and get adequate sleep—in bed by 10:30 pm and lights out at 11:00 pm unless Daddy specifies otherwise.

  6. I will drink a minimum of two bottles of water per day. I will consume no more than two cups of caffeine per day. I will not drink alcohol without Daddy’s permission.

  7. I will shave my pussy lips smooth and bare every Sunday night.

  8. I will not masturbate or orgasm without Daddy’s permission.

  9. I will show Daddy what I will wear to work and receive his approval. On weekends and days off, Daddy will decide what I will wear. Daddy will choose my panties each week. They will be lined up in sequence in my panty drawer. I will never purchase panties without Daddy’s permission.

  10. I will not use foul language or talk back to Daddy. I will not make negative, berating, or disparaging remarks about myself.

  11. I will tell Daddy where I am going, how long I will be gone, and my anticipated return time home. I will inform Daddy if my schedule changes so he always knows where I am and what I am doing.

  12. I will email/text Daddy at least one time each workday to check in. I will sign the email/text “Obediently and Submissively Yours, Your Baby Girl.”

  13. I will maintain my training journal and complete all assignments per Daddy’s instructions. I will submit my journal to Daddy every Friday evening and whenever he asks for it. I will meet all of the goals Daddy sets for me by Friday each week, unless Daddy instructs otherwise.

  14. I will be punished when I am naughty or do not obey Daddy. I will accept and cooperate during all punishment and discipline that Daddy gives me. I will thank Daddy after a punishment session. I will document all punishments in the Infractions and Punishments section of my journal.

  FROM: BABY GIRL

  SUBJECT: REACTION: MY MODIFIED RULES

  Dear Daddy,

  I also had a wonderful weekend and am so happy to see your email in my inbox. I feel like my life is a fairy tale. I cannot wait to see you again.

  In response to your email about my rules being modified, I am including below my reactions and comments as you requested. Please note my compliance with Rule #12 at the close of this email.

  Obediently and Submissively Yours,

  Your Baby Girl

  BABY GIRL SIOBHAN’S RULES

  1. I will respect, obey and submit to Daddy at all times. I will obey Daddy’s instructions and follow all of Daddy’s rules. I will always refer to Daddy as Daddy or Sir.

  Well, this rule is not much different from before. It expands to include the expectation to submit to you, my Daddy, which is something that I am more than fine with and truly want. I will call you only Daddy or Sir unless you tell me otherwise.

  2. I will answer all of Daddy’s questions honestly and without hesitation and will not lie or withhold information.

  Daddy, you made it very clear that, in order for our relationship to work, it requires total honesty and that you will not tolerate lies or withholding information. I completely understand what you are asking of me. Please understand, though, that this might be a struggle for me because I have essentially held myself in tight for the last forty years. Even through childhood, I kept a part of myself inside deep where no one could know me. It was a coping mechanism that exists within me today. I will have to work hard to meet your expectation. I hope that you will be patient with me.

  3. I will make my health and safety my highest priority. I will keep Daddy informed about my h
ealth at all times. I will attend all doctor appointments and will submit to all required medical tests. I will tell Daddy immediately when I do not feel well, when I am sick or injured. I will take all prescribed medication and only take over-the-counter medication under Daddy’s direction.

  We spent a lot of time talking about this rule already. Without a doubt, you consider my health and safety to be the most important rule for me to follow. Given that I have always been lax about my health and less than concerned about my safety, I would anticipate this is an area that will require me to learn a few lessons by your hand before it sinks in completely. I cannot help but sort of look forward to those lessons, Daddy.

  4. I will ask Daddy for permission to go potty when we are home. I will follow my potty schedule when I am not in Daddy’s presence: I may go potty every two hours on the even hour. If I cannot wait and follow my potty schedule, I must inform Daddy.

  Well, this really does add a dimension to this rule. There is nothing as primal as one’s ability to use the bathroom on his/her own. By making a timing requirement, it will force me to think about it more and, therefore, keep my submission to you in the forefront of my mind.

  5. I will adhere to my curfew and get adequate sleep—in bed by 10:30 pm and lights out at 11:00 pm unless Daddy specifies otherwise.

  I hate this rule. Pure and simple. I’m a night owl by nature and an insomniac. But, I will agree to obey you, Daddy, because it is something you want and I want to please you.