by Alice Everly
Katie actually came over and pulled her into a hug, “I promise you won’t get treated that way here. We won’t beat you for nothing at all and we definitely won’t beat you like your Papa used to beat you,” she said, “you’ll only get spanked when you’re a bad girl since that’s what you said Brian already does,” Lydia nodded, “and I’m sure Brian will let you go back to your family after you’re out of his protection.”
“Thank you Katie,” she said, hugging her back fiercely. She didn’t know what she’d meant by after she was out of Daddy’s custody, but she just knowing she’d be able to see her family again had her heart leaping in excitement. The prospect of seeing them again was there, and Katie would be the one to make sure she got to see her family again, she was sure of it.
“Now,” Katie stepped back, clapping her hands together, “let’s finish getting this room put together so we can surprise Brian when he gets home.”
They hung the wall art and as each item was pulled from the shopping bags, Lydia grew more and more wary. One wall hanging was a picture of Little Bo Peep with a fluffy white sheep by her side. Then there was the picture of Jack be nimble and he was jumping over a candle stick, and another was a picture of the little old lady who lived in a shoe and she had a little boy over her knee and she was spanking him. That picture made Lydia blush wildly, but she didn’t say anything because she didn’t want Katie to think she didn’t appreciate all she’d bought. The room was starting to come together and she realized it was beginning to look more like a young child’s room and not a more grown-up room. How was she going to show Daddy that she was not just a Little girl, that she was also a grown-up? She started feeling more and more uncomfortable as the day went on, but she couldn’t say anything for a long time.
Katie dressed the bed with bright pink sheets and a fluffy white quilt that had purple, pink, and yellow polka dots. She put a pink pillow onto the bed that was in the shape of a princess crown and read, ‘Princess’. White film curtains were hung over the window and she tied the panels back with big pink bows. A Princess themed rug was laid on the carpet next to the bed, right where Lydia would be stepping out of bed.
Lydia finally spoke up when Katie carried in a large square white box with a printed pink crown on the front. Her stomach dropped as she realized what it was, a toy box.
“I don’t want any toys,” Lydia said adamantly, memories of Papa’s house flashing in her mind and making her stomach churn, “I don’t want any toys,” she repeated, “I’m not a baby.”
“Don’t be an ungrateful Little brat,” Katie snapped, smacking Lydia’s bottom with a quick sharp slap that brought tears instantly to her eyes.
“I’m sorry,” she said quickly, praying Katie wouldn’t spank her anymore. Her bottom was still bruised form the spanking Katie had given her the day before with the wooden spoon. She certainly didn’t want to repeat that punishment again.
Katie left the room for a few minutes and then came back in with a big bag full of toys. She poured them all out, showing each to her with a wide smile and Lydia had to smile back at her so she didn’t get mad again and spank her. Katie put all the toys in the toy box except for the last one.
“I picked this one out especially for you,” Katie said, excited as she pulled a baby doll out of the bag. It was an infant doll that was wearing pink footie pajamas and the doll came with a pink silky blanket and a plastic pacifier that fit into the dolls mouth.
“oh, thank you,” Lydia smiled, even though she had no desire to have a baby doll of any kind, or any toy at all for that matter.
“You can sleep with your new baby,” she said, putting the doll on the bed, “that way you can stop all your whining about sleeping in Brian’s bed.”
Lydia didn’t point out to her that a doll was not actually another live person, and it certainly was not something that could protect her in the middle of the night from bad things or from being kidnapped right out of her bed.
“Oh, I bought you even more stuff,” Katie clapped her hands together excitedly before rushing out of the room and returning with a big overstuffed bag, “I bought you tons of new clothes.”
Honestly, Lydia was concerned that Katie had bought her more business looking dresses like Daddy had, ones that would be really revealing and tight and make her feel weird, but she was so wrong. Katie had actually bought her more dresses that had similar styles of the ones she already had.
“I checked out the size of your dress when I was in your closet earlier today, so I think these all should fit you perfectly,” she started pulling dresses out of the bag, one after another. They were all so beautiful, far fancier than the dresses Papa had bought her. Some of them even looked like they were designed specifically to be a party dress.
Katie pulled out a long pink nightgown next and it had the image of a cartoon princess on the front. The princess’s crown was set askew on her head and her pink little lips were pouting out.
“Isn’t this just so perfect for you,” Katie laughed, “the pouting Little princess,” she held up the nightgown, “I wonder if that princess just got her bottom spanked?” she laughed again, putting the nightgown in one of the dresser drawers.
Next, Katie pulled out a couple pairs of footie pajamas, an assortment of panties, socks, and a couple pair of shoes. Lydia had never owned this many clothes in her life, even before Papa made her into a Little.
Papa had bought her plenty of dresses, most were a plain color with a stark white pinafore over it, but Katie had bought all these beautiful party dresses with lace and crinoline skirts that made her giggle as she looked at each one as she held them up to her body and looked in the mirror.
“They’re all so beautiful,” Lydia said, anxious to wear them all.
“Here,” Katie took one dress off a hanger and pulled the tag off, “I want you to wear this one today.”
Lydia allowed Katie to unbutton the dress she was already wearing and the dress fell to the carpet. Lydia held her hands up so she could put the other one on. She was so excited to try on the dress, she didn’t even notice that she was standing in only her panties in front of Katie. Wide eyed, Katie looked at her breasts as if she’d never seen breasts before. Lydia lowered her hands to cover them when she noticed her staring.
“You have breasts,” she whispered, “I guess I keep forgetting that you really are a grown woman and not this Little girl that I think you are.”
“I know that,” Lydia said defensively, “I know I’m an adult woman, I’ve never forgotten or thought I wasn’t an adult woman.”
“Don’t you ever slip into this Little girl role? You know, like just regress back to when you were a Little kid?” she asked, making Lydia feel very uncomfortable as she still stood before her in only her panties.
“No,” Lydia said confidently, “I always know I’m a grown-up woman. Papa just made me dress this way and act this way and I guess I just got used to it,” she shrugged, “I’m comfortable in these clothes now and I’m comfortable acting like a Little, but I always know I’m an adult woman.”
“That’s just weird,” Katie said simply.
Lydia’s cheeks heated when she said that and she frowned. She didn’t think she was weird. She wasn’t weird. She was still a person, still had feelings and could still do everything Katie could do. She was forced to be this way, it wasn’t her fault that she grew to accept this side of her, but Katie obviously would never understand any of that.
“You know they’re making you see a shrink because you think you’re Little,” Katie forced the dress over her head and yanked her arms out of the holes.
“It’s not because of that,” Lydia said defiantly, “I’m not crazy, I just have bad thoughts that make me feel scared,” tears were burning the back of her eyes, “I just want to go home.” She whimpered, wishing this conversation was over, wishing Katie would just leave her alone.
“Well you can’t go home,” Katie snapped, “You’re in Brian’s custody now, so deal with it,” Lydia could t
ell that Katie’s mean side was coming out again so she nodded and breathed deep and long to try and hold back the tears that were threatening to fall.
Katie buttoned up the dress and tied the pink ribbon around her waist. She then turned her so she could see her in the new dress.
“Oh yes, that’s just absolutely adorable,” she pulled out a pair of white ankle socks with lace and a new pair of pink patent leather shoes with one strap that buckled on the side.
Lydia sat on the floor and Katie put them on her then pulled her to standing, “Time to fix your hair and then we’ll have dinner ready for when Brian gets back.”
Katie led her into the bathroom that was adjoined to her room. She was carrying a bag full of items. Lydia was happy that the shoes fit her just right, unlike the ones Papa had made her wear, so she didn’t complain at all as Katie did her hair.
Katie pulled all kind of items from the bag as she directed Lydia to sit on the toilet and turn to face the mirror so she could brush her hair. She began arranging the items on the counter as Lydia did as she ordered, straddling the toilet.
“You’re just too old,” Katie looked to her with a tight smile, “being an adult woman and all,” she said snidely, “you’re just too damn old to be using MY boyfriend’s bathroom for your baths and for you to get ready each morning. You have a perfectly good bathroom right here that you’ll be using from now on.”
She lined the counter with various bottles and items.
“I got you baby shampoo and baby body soap,” she showed her the yellow bottles and then placed them in the bathtub, “and I got you bubble bath,” she showed her the pink bottle and put it in the tub, “I got you lots of ribbons, headbands, barrettes, and bows for your hair too.” She dumped them all onto the counter and sorted through them until she found what she wanted.
Lydia didn’t fail to notice that everything Katie had bought for her was either specifically made for a baby or geared toward children. The towels and washcloths she pulled out next were childish with cartoon characters on them warning her to wash her face and brush her teeth. Katie stocked one of the cabinet drawers with all the rubber bands and hair ribbons and everything she’d bought for her hair.
Lydia was growing tired and cranky, so she didn’t say much as Katie presented everything to her. She just wanted to see Daddy and have him hold her for a little while, hug her again and make her feel special like he always seemed to do.
Katie pulled out a couple rubber bands and ribbons and instructed Lydia to hold still so she could fix her hair. She wasn’t very gentle about it, yanking a brush through her thick locks, but Lydia wasn’t going to complain, she knew Katie wasn’t in the best of moods now and anything she’d like to say would just end up getting her into serious trouble. Her eyes teared up, but she didn’t dare move or make a peep.
After Katie had finished fixing her hair into two long pigtails with matching pink bows she set down the brush and told Lydia to go look in the big mirror. Lydia jumped off the toilet and ran into the room. She smiled as she saw her reflection in the mirror.
The dress was so pretty, perfect really. it was pink and silk and had lace running along the hem. Seeing herself in it made her happy. The shoes matched perfectly to the dress and the bows in her pigtails were the exact shade of pink. She looked perfect, she thought, turning and twisting in the mirror. This was exactly what she needed, new dresses that were just for Lydia, made perfect for her.
“Thank you so much Katie,” she said, running to her and throwing her arms around her giving her a big hug, “I love it all, everything you bought for me.”
“Yeah, no problem,” Katie said, “just make sure you tell Brian all about how much you love it and how much fun we had putting this all together,” she motioned to the room, “he’ll be so happy that you and I are getting along so well that he’ll let us do more fun stuff like have friends over.”
“I don’t have friends,” she said softly.
“Just make sure you tell him,” Katie snapped, not caring about Lydia’s lack of friends or anything about her really. She had plans of her own and she wanted to see her own friends again and that wasn’t going to happen if Brian thought they weren’t fully comfortable with each other.
“I’ll tell him,” Lydia nodded, promising her, but she got the feeling Katie really didn’t do any of this because she actually liked Lydia. No, she was just doing it for Daddy and making sure he knew she could get along with Lydia so she could stay with him in his bed and not allow Lydia to ever visit his bed ever again.
The prospect of sleeping next to Daddy again was clearly never going to happen and any hope she’d had that it would was quickly dwindling away.
Daddy was ecstatic when he finally got home from work, “don’t you look just like a pretty little princess, Lydia,” he said proudly, laughing as he lifted her in the air and twirled her around. She giggled and he pulled her to him, kissing her on the forehead, but instead of putting her down on her feet he kept her in his arms, so she wrapped her legs around his waist and her heart swelled as he hugged her closer, “it makes me really happy that you’re smiling and laughing again,” he said squeezing her tight once more before setting her on the ground to give Katie a hug.
Lydia pouted, jealous that he’d stopped paying attention to her so he could hug and kiss Katie. He only kissed Lydia on the cheek or forehead, why couldn’t she get lip kisses like Katie?
They ate dinner and talked about all the hard work Katie and Lydia had done that day on the room. After Lydia had cleared the plates and did the dishes, they all went up to look at her bedroom.
“I wanted her to feel more at home here,” Katie said sweetly, making Lydia’s stomach turn, “I knew she’d had a hard time sleeping at night because she was so scared, but I figured if she was surrounded by a room that was specifically designed for her, that she would feel safer,” she went to the bed and picked up the baby doll, “I even bought her a doll to hold at night so she won’t feel so alone and hopefully her nightmares will go away.”
“You’re so thoughtful honey,” Daddy said, kissing Katie and pulling her into a hug.
Lydia literally wanted to gag. She probably would have too if she didn’t think she would be severely punished by Katie for it later, so she kept her silence.
“What do you think sweetie?” Daddy asked.
“I love it,” she exclaimed with a smile, “Katie and I had so much fun today.”
“I’m so glad the two of you are getting along so great,” he said, kissing Katie again and then pulling Lydia into a hug, “you’re a very special Little, Lydia,” he said with a smile, kissing her temple.
“I should probably get Lydia ready for bed,” Katie announced, breaking the hug between Lydia and Daddy as she pulled her away.
“I can get ready for bed,” Lydia said, then saw the fire in Katie’s eyes and added, “that way you can be alone with Daddy before bed.”
“How sweet,” she said, “but I would feel so much more comfortable knowing the dirty clothes were put in the right hamper and the drawers weren’t messed up from you digging around to find pajamas,” she took Lydia’s hand, squeezing it tightly and turning to Daddy, “I’ll be right down honey, why don’t you go relax and get a beer while I put this one to bed.”
When she heard Daddy descending the stairs, Katie turned to Lydia with flames shooting from her ears, “Didn’t I tell you to make sure he thought everything was perfect between us?” she asked through clenched teeth squeezing her hand tighter.
“Owww…” Lydia whined as she felt the bones in her hand getting dangerously close to snapping.
“Shut up, you little brat,” Katie release her hand, but only to grasp Lydia’s arm and turn her so she could lay five hard smacks to her backside.
Lydia bit her lip so she wouldn’t cry out and bring Daddy back into the room. If Daddy came back because he thought she needed him then Katie would make her pay for it when he went back to work the next day, “don’t you ever question me i
n front of him, do you understand?” Katie’s hand landed three more times and Lydia’s body arched away from her.
“yes, yes, yes,” she screeched, hoping that Katie was done because she didn’t know how much more she could take without screaming.
Katie unbuttoned Lydia’s dress and it slipped off her body, “go brush your teeth and bring back the hairbrush,” she ordered.
Lydia knew better than to defy her so she walked to the bathroom in just her panties and did as she instructed. When she’d finished brushing her teeth, she took the hairbrush out of the drawer and walked it back to Katie, handing it to her.
“You better watch your mouth Little one,” she said evenly, “If you don’t keep your mouth shut then I won’t hesitate to beat your ass every single time if you don’t be very very careful and watch what you say in front of Brian.”
“I’ll be careful,” she promised, covering her bottom with her hands.
“You best be careful,” she pulled away her arm, holding it in behind her back as she smacked the brush down on Lydia’s bottom. Lydia jumped with a yelp, “be quiet!” Katie hissed and then turned Lydia around violently and forced her to sit on the edge of the bed. Katie pulled out her pigtails and brushed through her hair with sharp long strokes.
This entire thing played out with Lydia only in her panties and she was relieved when Katie finally helped her into a pair of footie pajamas, pulling the zipper all the way up for her.
“Now get your ass downstairs and tell Brian good night, and you better not say one single word about anything else,” Katie said, smacking the backside of the brush on her palm as she spoke.
Lydia got the message loud and clear. She hurried from the room and ran down the staircase, leaping into Brain’s lap as he sat on the couch in the living room.
