Daddy's Sweetheart Parts 1-5: The Complete Collection

by Rachel Burns

  They both laughed a bit, and then they finished putting the gifts under the tree.

  Brian explained to the other two men that this would indeed be Amelia’s first Christmas. He asked them not to say anything to ruin it for her.

  Martin said he’d try a warning spanking tomorrow morning. What could it hurt? Brian left them and went back to Amelia. She was sleeping so peacefully. After a bit, she snuggled into him. Now that she was close by he could sleep. He needed her too.

  “Good morning, honey.” Martin had already been lying awake in bed for a while, just waiting for his wife to awake. “We need to talk.”

  Nancy faked a smiled, “Merry Christmas, Martin.”

  “See now that’s exactly what I want to talk to you about. I what to know just how merry it’s going to be?” Martin asker her.

  Nancy rolled away from. “Are you going to start with that again?”

  “Yes, I am. I’m going to start with it before you can today. Today is a very special day, and I don’t want your problems dragging the day down. I don’t know how you feel about Amelia and Brian, but listen carefully. She has never in all of her life ever gotten a Christmas gift or had a Christmas tree. Her mother died in childbirth, and her father blamed her. She had a terrible childhood. Today is a chance where all of us could help Brian make that up to her. I demand of you that you help, too. Have I made myself clear.”

  Nancy nodded, and wondered even more about Amelia. She was so different. They treated her like a child. The things she wore, and she called her husband Daddy. It was just so weird. But without a childhood it did make sense.

  She’d noticed that Brian was different before, even before the wedding. He never looked at women like others did, but he sure looked at his Amelia.

  He wasn’t gay like she’d thought, but he did have other sexual preferences than the normal man would. They fit together then, she reasoned with him.

  “Now the second thing that I’m going to do is to give you a very sound warning spanking. Who says you can’t learn anything from your little brother? Brian used to use them on Amelia. They were so effective that he doesn’t need them anymore. You’re going to get one of those right now before we go down for breakfast. Believe me, I will spank the daylights out of you now, and you will promise to eat want you get put in front of you, all of it. Later, I want to see you eat at least one of the cookies that Amelia baked for us. You will complement her afterwards.”

  Nancy shook her head.

  “What are you worried about the spanking or having to eat like a normal person?”

  Nancy’s eyes darted all around. “Both.”

  “Come over my knees.”

  “No, I haven’t done anything wrong.” Nancy was determined to get out of this.

  “No, but we both know that you will. We’re just skipping the show and going right to the punishment and then me force-feeding you, which I’ll do in front of everyone this morning if you don’t eat. I won’t wait until they’re gone. No, not today. Today, I will press at your jaw until it opens and then shove a spoonful of food in with everyone watching. How does that sound? Not very attractive, huh? But if I have to see it, and do it every day, then the others will just have to put up with what I have to put up with. Now get over my knees.” His tone was sharp at the end.

  “No, that’s okay. I’ll eat. I promise.”

  “See it’s already starting to work. The promises are already coming.” He grabbed her and guided her over his lap. He lifted up her pajama and was as always shocked to see how thin she was. There was hardly any flesh back there to hit.

  Martin spanked her hard, picturing himself having to feed her in front of the others.

  He thought of how well behaved Amelia was for Brian. He wanted that to. Maybe they should pretend that she was a baby so him feeding her would be considered normal. Hell, it worked for Brian; it could work for him, too.

  She was already biting into the blankets to muffle her screams. Her legs were kicking away, and her bottom was turning from pink to red. Still, he kept on spanking.

  He wanted her on her best behavior. This should be a nice family get together.

  A family is what he’d wanted with her. Her body was so starved that having a child would be unrealistic. She’d taken that from him.

  They went down to the table and wished everyone a merry Christmas.

  ***

  I awoke to see Daddy staring at me. He had a goofy smile on his face. “I think I heard something before. It sounded like bells.” He was grinning from ear to ear.

  I sat up. My naked breasts peeked out over the blankets. “You mean like jingle bells?” I asked him.

  “Yes, exactly like jingle bells. I think we should get dressed and have a look.” Daddy was already getting out of bed. I followed curious about the routine of such things. I took his hand as he watched the tub fill. “Is something wrong?”

  “No, Daddy.” I looked down at the floor. “What if I don’t behave today?”

  “Then I’ll bring you up here, and bare your bottom, and make you truly sorry for your actions.”

  “No, that’s not what I meant. I’ll be as good as gold. I mean what if I don’t act right, because I don’t know anything about Christmas. What if I make a mistake?”

  He stroked over my cheek with the back of his pointer finger. “I’ll hold your hand as much as I can. When I squeeze it gently, it means to stop or to watch what I’m doing so you can copy it, okay sweetheart?”

  “Thank you, Daddy,” I was a little embarrassed, but I didn’t want to embarrass myself in front of the others either.

  Daddy dressed me in my blue velvet dress again. I was grinning from ear to ear just because I got to wear the dress again. Daddy looked even more pleased than I felt in the pretty dress.

  He smiled at me and held his hand out to me. I smiled back at him and took his hand. My very first Christmas was about to start.

  I was nervous, but I figured that Daddy would take care of everything. He always did.

  He led me into the dining room and sat me down on my chair and gave me a kiss on top of my head.

  Uncle Ned and Nanny were already there. They’d stopped talking when we came in. They were just watching me and smiling.

  “Merry Christmas,” I said as I smiled at them.

  “Merry Christmas, Amelia.” Nanny smiled at me, and I could see that she loved me, and that she was happy that I finally got to have a Christmas.

  “Merry Christmas to you too.” Uncle Ned smiled at me and then at Daddy. “Christmas is all about the children.” He smiled back at me. “When are you two planning on having a couple of your own?”

  I looked at Daddy, who looked hurt. His good mood was gone. “Amelia can’t have children.”

  I looked down at my plate. I thought about what that meant.

  I didn’t know, but several terrible possibilities went through my head. Did he know something that I didn’t? We made love all the time. I always got my period.

  Was there something wrong with me? How did he know when I didn’t know?

  Or did he mean that I wasn’t allowed. What would happen if I did get pregnant? Would he kill the baby just so this charade could keep on going?

  Martin and Nancy came in, interrupting my thoughts. “Merry Christmas, everyone,” Martin said. Nancy just smiled at everyone and carefully sat down. She was probably still sore from last night.

  I muttered a merry Christmas back with everyone else.

  The food was brought in then. It was being set up buffet style only we didn’t have to go the buffet ourselves.

  There were crepes. I leaned over to Daddy and asked if I could have one of those.

  He nodded and then told the servant to bring me one. The servant asked what I wanted on it. He looked at Daddy, and I told Daddy that I just wanted a bit of powdered sugar on it.

  Nancy watched our odd way of ordering things. I’d become so used to it that I didn’t think anything about it anymore.

  Nanny was the
only servant that I was allowed to talk to. At first, it had also seemed odd to me, but it just wasn’t anymore. Daddy was the one who took care of me.

  Nancy said that she’d like the same. She’d jumped right in and didn’t wait for anyone to ask her. Martin raised an eyebrow, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

  Once everyone had their food, I started to eat and so did everyone else.

  Nancy was even eating. Martin sat really straight and proud next to her. He even had his arm hung over the back of her chair. He whispered praises in her ear, and she beamed back at him.

  Uncle Ned was telling stories about what Christmas had been like when he was a kid here in the mansion. He and Daddy’s father had slid down the banister in their pajamas, and then they’d opened all their presents. They’d gotten a spanking for doing that. It had been two in the morning.

  Daddy and Martin exchanged glances. They were probably thinking about something they pulled when they were younger. They were grinning.

  Breakfast took forever. It stretched out over an hour. Nancy ate her whole crepe and an egg. I ate a lot more than she did, but I’d started to watch Daddy who was having a jolly time talking.

  I was eager to go into the living room.

  Daddy talked and talked. I felt like kicking him under the table.

  The others didn’t seem overeager to open presents either. They were all so grown up and had done dozens of time, but I hadn’t.

  I sighed loudly.

  Nanny and Daddy laughed a little. “I think it’s time to move over to the living room.” Daddy pushed his chair back and got up. He was still laughing as he reached for me. I went to his hand glad that he wasn’t mad.

  I scolded myself for being so greedy.

  He led us into the living room. The fireplace was giving off a wonderful warm heat. The tree was lighted up. Underneath the tree, there were so many presents, like hundreds of presents.

  I just stared. I had a feeling that Daddy had gone overboard again. I held onto his hand, and my other hand was also holding onto his arm. It was almost like I was bracing myself. I wanted to be really close to him so I didn’t do anything wrong.

  He leaned down and whispered, “This is when the children normally storm to the tree and start ripping.”

  I still couldn’t move. I just stood there staring at it all. I was worried that it would all be for me. I hoped he’d also thought to get presents for the others.

  I wasn’t sure what to do so I looked at Daddy again. He smiled and led me over to the tree.

  “Wait, let’s take a couple of pictures first.” Martin was already getting out a camera. It looked very professional. Nowadays people used their cell phones to take pictures.

  He took all kinds of different pictures, the tree and every combination of people in front of the tree. He even had one of Nancy playing the piano and me singing a Christmas carol. Daddy took pictures of him and Nancy and then with Uncle Ned.

  Martin was really happy, If Christmas were over right now, then he’d have what he wanted out of it.

  He sat down on the sofa and cuddled with Nancy then. They looked really happy together. It was hard to believe that they were the same couple as yesterday, but I’d often thought the same thing about Daddy and me.

  Daddy sat down on the floor by the tree and motioned me over to him. He gave me a gift for Nancy and told me to bring it to her. I did. Then he gave me one for Nanny, then Uncle Ned and Martin

  We watched them open their gifts from us.

  They thanked us, but it had been Daddy who had taken care of everything.

  Then daddy gave me a gift, and I gave him the one I made to him. He quickly slipped the socks that I’d made for him over the socks that he was already wearing. He smiled really proud of them. That made me very happy.

  I’d gotten a wedding picture of us. It was my favorite where I had my head on his chest. My hand was right next to my face, and you could see the wedding band. I had my eyes closed like I was dreaming, but I was smiling like I was having a really good dream. Daddy was smiling down on me like I belonged so close to his heart.

  He didn’t want this picture because my eyes had been closed, and he wanted people to see my pretty blue eyes.

  “Thank you, Daddy. This one really is my favorite.” I leaned into him and hugged him. The pose was very much like the one in the picture.

  The others wanted to see it, too. They really liked it.

  Uncle Ned even wiped his eyes after he returned the picture. I felt bad for him because he was all alone.

  Nanny started to talk to him after a bit.

  We opened presents for a really long time.

  Daddy had gotten me a huge block set. I started right in building a castle.

  “Maybe this could help you.” He handed me a present that could only be a book.

  I opened it and saw that it was about buildings with famous old buildings and the latest in architectural genius. Right away I started in copying away after I’d paged through the book.

  Daddy watched me and beamed with pride.

  Chapter 12 – I Need You

  Christmas had been a great success. Brian was now closer to his brother than ever before. And he’d found out that he wasn’t the oddball of the family either. He was the way he was because he’d inherited it.

  That made him feel more normal. The pressure of being born into a family like he’d been made him feel that he, especially, should try to be normal.

  Maybe he really was?

  Things were going great with Amelia, too. He had to wonder if that monthly spanking wasn’t part of the reason for that. She was due her next one.

  Amelia insisted that she didn’t need to be spanked, but the spanking last month had lead to some very hot sex. He was looking forward to it.

  She’d been behaving especially nice lately, always smiling at him and paying him compliments. He had to smirk when he thought about that.

  He’d lean in very close to her and whisper that he hadn’t changed his mind. Her shoulders would slump down then. She was even beautiful when she pouted.

  Living with her was so easy. He could truly relax when he came home from work. Amelia was there, eagerly waiting for him. She accepted him the way he was, and she got to be the way that she was, too.

  Brian was sure that she wasn’t playing a game with him.

  ***

  School had been back on for a couple of weeks. I’d been attending classes, normally, like before the Christmas program. One day, the teacher asked Rose and I to go to the shed to get one of the maps that were stored out there.

  We walked slowly over the ice-covered paths and into the shed.

  Rose had done this before. She knew where they were. She quickly found the one marked French revolution. It was long and heavy. I took one end, and she took the other.

  Again we slowly walked back to our classroom, taking only tiny steps. The ice on the steps was especially slippery.

  I’d almost made it to the top when I lost my balance. I fell down the five steps that led up to the building and scraped my leg on frozen broken ice that was on the side of the steps.

  I got up to get my naked thighs off the cold ice. I was all scratched up on my leg and hands.

  We continued on to bring the map in, but my leg was bleeding, and it hurt like it was on fire. I asked the teacher if I could go to the nurse’s office.

  She quickly nodded after seeing the blood.

  I left just as quickly. I hurried to the nurse’s office and told her what had happened.

  “Of all the days to change the maps.” The nurse was carefully cutting my knee high sock away.

  We both gasped when we saw how deep the wound was.

  I shook my head at her. “No way, I want my Daddy.”

  “Amelia, I’m trained. I can take care of this. You’re in good hands.”

  “No, I think it’s better if my Daddy took care of it, just Daddy.” I could already picture them having to cut off my leg because it hadn’t bee
n properly disinfected or whatever. “I have to insist.” I tried to sound like an adult.

  I was an adult. I was simply an adult who wanted her Daddy.

  “That isn’t necessary.”

  “Yes, it is. I want my Daddy.”

  “You’re being childish.” The nurse started to get things ready.

  “No, I won’t let you. I’m serious. I want my Daddy.” I tried to sound as adult as a person could who was using the word daddy, but this was a serious wound, and Daddy was always saying that he could make everything better. The tears came then and covered up my legs with my hands.

  “Amelia, either you be a really good girl and let me help you, or I’ll get the headmistress.”

  “She could call Daddy for me, but only he’s going to look at this.”

  “Amelia, I’m warning you.”

  “I don’t care. Go ahead and spank me, but I’ll only let him help me.”

  The nurse marched out of the room, and she came right back in with the headmistress in tow.

  “Amelia, let me see it,” the headmistress asked kindly.

  I shook my head. I was crying all the more but I was dead serious, him or no one.

  “Then we’ll just hold you down. Then the nurse will fix you up, and then the two of us will have a very long talk in my office, if you understand what I mean.”

  I understood her perfectly, but still I refused. “My Daddy is a doctor, this only makes sense. He should come.”

  “We’re not going to disturb your Daddy for a simple cut.”

  “I have an idea. We could call and ask him.”

  “Amelia, you’re just earning yourself a severe paddling.”

  “I don’t care. I just want my Daddy.”

  “Fine, we’ll see how well he likes to be disturbed at work.”

  She grabbed the phone, looked at a list on the wall and dialed. It even said that in case of an emergency that he should be called.

  I was really sure that he’d come for his own little girl. She told the nurse her name, and she was put right through to Daddy.