A Submissive's Dream (Divine Designs)

by Maggie Ryan

"No, Bunny. I don't want to get it but, yes, baby, Daddy would like you to suck his cock." He brought her to two tremendous orgasms, made even more intense with the purple plug pulsating in her bottom with her contractions. Craig loved every moan and sigh and pleas for more as he brought her to pleasure before he climaxed. When he turned her again, placing her on her side, her bottom against his chest as he spooned into her, she was completely sated.

  "Can you sleep now?" he asked softly, and her answer was a soft snore.

  He pulled the car to a stop in front of her parents' home. He walked around to open her door, helping her step from the car. She looked beautiful in the pale yellow sundress, white sandals on her feet. She had giggled when he put her in her new bra-and-panty set—yellow with white daisies sporting smiling faces in their centers. Her underwear and the plug still inside her bottom reminded her that, while the world would see a beautiful grown woman, the two of them would know that she was his special little girl.

  "Ready?" he asked, and she looked at him and smiled.

  "Yes, I'll be fine. Thank you," she said softly. This was an important step but once behind her, it would allow her a freedom she wasn't even truly aware that she didn't already possess.

  Everyone else had already arrived. They were seated in the living room, drinks of choice in their hands. Helen rushed to envelop her daughter; they hadn't seen each other in weeks. Though they talked on the phone frequently, actually spending time together was only now becoming something Barbara wanted to do. Helen had missed her eldest daughter but had given her the room she needed, understanding she had to find her own way to deal with what had happened in her life.

  "You look beautiful, Barbara," Ben said, taking her into his own arms after shaking Craig's hand. "I swear you look about ten years younger." His head lifted when he heard giggles and wondered what he had said that was so funny.

  Barbara just smiled. "Thanks, Dad, I feel much younger." He brought her a glass of white wine, and Craig chose a beer. As everyone settled into the chairs and sofas around the room, Elizabeth hid a soft smile, seeing that Barbara took her seat very slowly. To any Submissive that had eyes, it was obvious that the woman was sitting on a hot, tender bottom. However, by the look in her eyes and the way she kept in contact with Craig it was also clearly evident that she was a very contented woman.

  Sitting beside her on the couch, Nancy gave Elizabeth a nudge before bending close. "Want to make a wager on which panties she's wearing?"

  Elizabeth told her to shush but smiled at the thought, hoping that Ariel didn't just blurt out the question herself.

  Once everyone had settled, Barbara began: "I want to thank all of you for coming early," she said. "I have something to tell you and ask that you wait till I'm done if you have any questions. Would that be okay?" Everyone nodded, the girls sitting back, as they already knew what was coming, the men seeming a bit confused, and her parents sharing a look before focusing their attention on their daughter. Sensing a bit of tension, Barbara quickly reassured them. "Nothing is wrong; in fact, nothing could be better. She went on to tell them that she had decided to leave law, at least for the present. "My partners are buying me out for a good price. I'm sorry if you feel that my leaving is a slap in your face, Mom, Dad … I know you spent a lot of money for my education." When Benjamin started to speak, Helen laid a hand on his knee, as if to remind him that they had been asked to remain silent until Barbara was done. Barbara saw the gesture and smiled at her mother. "I practiced for a long time, well, long enough to discover that it wasn't really the world I wanted to work in for the rest of my life. I have enough saved from the years I worked, as well as from the divorce settlement, and now the buy-out, to pay you back every dime for my schooling."

  "No, that is not necessary, and we won't accept a single penny, Barbara Grace," Benjamin said, despite his wife's hand on his knee. "I don't give a rat's ass about that money. All your mother and I care about is that our little girl is happy. Flip hamburgers, clean houses, write a book; hell, do whatever you want. Money is a necessity to live, but I hope we've taught you that it doesn't buy true happiness! Use your money to build your future and your life; do you hear me? Are we clear?" Elizabeth almost giggled; Benjamin sounded exactly like Logan did when he demanded clarity in all things. It was Logan's hand on her own knee that kept her quiet.

  "Yes, Sir, crystal clear," Barbara said, with a smile. When she was sure he was done, at least with that speech, she continued: "I've fallen in love with Craig and he with me."

  She paused again as her mother broke in, "Oh, Barbara, that's wonderful. We're so happy for you both." Craig thanked her and then told Barbara to continue.

  "Okay, I'm going to rush through this so we can get all the talking over with and get to dinner. I mean, is that okay with everyone?" she asked, causing them all to laugh and assure her it was just fine.

  "Craig has asked me to help him with his businesses. I'm going to work mostly on the catering side, learning the ropes and keeping the books, schedules, meet with clients, help plan events, that sort of stuff. I'm also going to start taking some classes to learn more about cooking because I love everything about it. I have no desire at this point to go to culinary school or even to become a chef. I don't have a need for that. I just want to keep learning new things and be able to be an asset for Craig." The plans for her future finished, she paused and looked at Craig. He bent close and whispered something only she heard. She smiled and nodded and then turned back to the group.

  "I realize that I haven't been pleasant to be around for the past several years. I also realize that it is entirely my own fault."

  When her father started to interrupt, Craig spoke, "Sir, this is hard enough for Bunny, please let her finish." Benjamin gave the man a hard look and then nodded, sitting back in his chair.

  "Thanks, Dad," Barbara said. "I was a complete fool to marry David. Everyone here tried to warn me that it was a mistake—that not only was I too young, but that I didn't really love him. Of course, I had to be right, had to prove to all of you that I knew what I was doing. I've spent the last year hating and blaming David for everything, for every time I went to bed crying. I have now realized that I had never been fair to him to begin with. You were right; I never loved him and did him a disservice when I accepted his proposal. There is no way we would ever be happy. I didn't think so at the time, but the biggest gift he ever gave me was to set me free. I no longer hold any grudges or wish him ill. I really hope that he and Erica do find happiness. The only reason I can say that is because I now know what true happiness is. Instead of fighting what I knew, instead of shunning the examples that both of you gave me my entire life, I should have embraced it all. But, part of me is glad that I didn't. That might sound strange, but I believe that if I hadn't gone through the hurt and heartache of the past few years, I would not have recognized what a gift I was given when I met Craig. Even though he spanked me within minutes of meeting, that day opened my life and my heart. I can't imagine being any happier, feeling more fulfilled, and wanting to please him as much as he has pleased me." She paused and accepted a tissue from Craig to wipe her eyes. She didn't notice that every other woman was doing the same. Craig and the girls knew she could stop there, that her parents would be content, but none were really surprised when she stood, walked to where her parents were seated and knelt down before them.

  "Mom, Dad, I love Craig and want to show him that I feel it is an honor to be with him. I guess you can tell we are in love. We haven't been apart much since we met. I trust him with not only my life but with my heart and my soul as well." She paused again, taking her father's hand in hers. "I was scared to tell you this, but if I don't, then I won't feel that I've really been honest or that I'm standing up and being proud of myself, Craig and the love and lives we are living."

  Benjamin reached down and stroked his daughter's cheek. "You never need to be afraid, Bunny. Not of me, not of your mother or any member of your family. Whatever you are trying to tell us, it is okay. W
e can tell that you aren't afraid of Craig, that you trust him. You don't have to tell us anything else, but if you choose to do so, know that we will love you and accept your choices without judgment.

  "Thank you," she said softly. "While you will always be my father, Dad, and I will always thank you for everything you've ever done for me and the love you and mom give me, I've discovered that I need Craig—not only to be my lover and my partner; I also need him to be my Daddy. That doesn't mean I don't want you to be my father; it just means…"

  "Baby girl, I know what it means. It means that you are one of the very lucky women in the world that have the intense, deep love of not only your biological father, but your chosen Daddy as well," Benjamin said, and Barbara burst into tears, collapsing at his feet. He, too, had tears in his eyes as he pulled her up to sit on his lap. The three of them—mother, father and daughter shared their love with hugs and kisses and soft reassurances, as the rest of the women in the room plucked tissues from boxes and were comforted by their own men. Only Craig stood alone, and that was only for a minute, before Helen stood and went to him.

  "Thank you," she said with a quiet sob. "Thank you for not hurting our girl. Thank you for bringing our Bunny back to us." Craig held the small, older woman in his arms as she cried her relief, allowing all the years of worry and stress about her precious daughter to finally be shed. Craig had never felt more love in any other place in his entire life. The entire room was full of it, and he said a prayer of thanks that he was allowed to be a part.

  It was another half-hour before everyone had calmed enough to prepare to leave for dinner. Barbara had been hugged by Jason and Logan, who both told her that she could have avoided all this stress if she'd just come to them earlier. She had nodded, accepting the mild chastisement in exchange for the unconditional love they offered. Logan also went to Craig and gave him a hug. "You've got one hell of a good woman, Craig Barnett. I'm glad I can say the same for my sister. She's found a hell of a good man." Craig saw Barbara smile, but he was the one that felt incredibly blessed.

  The girls all went into the guest bath to repair their makeup. As Barbara stepped back to give Nancy a turn at the mirror, she gave a sharp shriek when she felt the rear of her dress being lifted. "Ariel Darlene Dietrich!" Barbara yelled as she pushed her sister's hand away. "I'm going to tell Mom!"

  Ariel just laughed and threw her arms around her sister, squeezing her tight. "Those are the cutest panties I've ever seen!"

  Elizabeth and Nancy broke into laughter, and the other two girls joined in. They were still laughing when Helen appeared and asked if there was a problem, saying that she thought she had heard them calling.

  Barbara pointed to her sister. "You can tell your daughter that it is very impolite to look at other people's underwear! She got into trouble when she did that as a kid but obviously needs another lesson!" Ariel had actually been shocked that Barbara followed through on her threat to tattle, especially when she had not made reference to the obvious bulge of a butt plug pressing against the thin cotton of Barbara's panties. When she realized that her sister was barely able to contain her laughter, she shrugged her shoulders and stuck out her tongue, sashaying towards the door. "Teacher, teacher, I declare, I saw Bunny's precious daisy underwear!" She was giggling as she tried to slide by her mother. Helen reached out, grabbed her arm, and gave her five hard swats across the seat of her skirt.

  "Owww!" Ariel shouted, and when released, rubbed her wounded rear.

  "Don't tease your sister," Helen said simply, and then gave Barbara a smile, turned and walked down the hall, turning at the end to tell them to hurry; the limo had arrived. The four women cracked up laughing and went to join the men.

  Chapter 17

  Daniel held open the door of the limo outside Benjamin's house as they all piled in. Elizabeth felt a familiar, delicious shudder run through her as she took her seat. As Logan moved to sit beside her, his smile told her he knew exactly what she was thinking about as he bent towards her, placing a very gentle kiss on her lips. The dinner was a huge success. Everybody was seated at the large Chef's Table on one side of the bustling kitchen. They would not only enjoy watching the process of a very busy dinner service, they were about to enjoy a delicious meal prepared by Craig and Barbara.

  The couple brought them dish after dish of items they had prepared together. Since Daniel would return to deliver each of them to their individual doorsteps, there was also plenty of wine. The meal took a long time; between courses the cooks would sit and share the food. Conversation flowed easily, everyone comfortable together. Benjamin found himself reaching out to touch Barbara's hand several times and was rewarded with a soft, gentle smile each time.

  They discussed their plans for the next day, agreeing that they would all meet again at Benjamin's house and then carpool out to Haven. Elizabeth and Logan were thanked again and again for the gift of the land, and ideas for cabin construction were thrown about. Nancy and Elizabeth agreed to help with any interior design questions, and when they told everyone that they'd do it for free, were rather surprised by the reactions.

  "This is how you make your living, girls," Garrett had said. "You are professionals, own a design firm, and we won't accept it."

  When they tried to protest, Ariel had ended the discussion. "Fine, then you are either condemning my poor boyfriend to a house entirely filled with mismatched and ugly furnishings … or … I suppose we could always hire some other firm."

  "Hel … I mean, heck, no!" Nancy declared. "I'm not having any ugly old cabin next to my absolutely incredible one." The question was settled that easily.

  "Did your contractor give you any idea of when Haven would be done?" Helen asked Elizabeth.

  "Well, he gave us an estimate, but we'd be surprised if he makes it. There is an awful lot of work to be done before Nancy and I even get in to do the final decorating. He said he'd be finished by Thanksgiving. It's already June, so if he can make that, he'd be my hero. Wouldn't it be fun if we could all spend Christmas there?" Everyone loved that idea, and Garrett said that if they could hold their opening weekend over the New Year's holiday, he'd bet they would have to turn scores of people away.

  "Hell, with what hotels here charge for New Year's Eve parties with a little food and cheap champagne, I bet you could ask triple if you threw in a fantastic dinner like this one, some better alcohol and hold a party in that room upstairs." The conversation livened up after that, everyone stating that they'd reserve a room for the weekend. New Year's was on a Sunday that year, so people would have a long weekend to spend with those they loved.

  Logan sketched out an idea that he and Elizabeth had been considering. "Well, it may be counting our chickens before they hatch, but I've put the word out at Tastsinn and other clubs. People are already talking about Haven. Since we want every room to be really special, along with those incredible bathrooms you women insist upon, we are only going to be able have a dozen rooms, and that's with two downstairs. Liz and I are thinking about converting the barn into additional suites. I went down there a couple of weeks ago just to talk to Ryan, and he brought in a ladder that let us go up into the loft. That place is huge and is all open. If we take out the stalls downstairs, we think we can get another six suites. What do you think?"

  "That's fantastic!" Nancy said, and Jason agreed. While she was thinking about how much fun it would be to design an actual barn, Jason was running numbers through his head.

  "I could see that actually paying off quicker than you'd think," he said, as he speared another stuffed mushroom and popped it into his mouth. Eighteen rooms is better than twelve, and from what I've heard from other couples at the club, Logan is underestimating how many people are interested. I'm willing to bet that if he put up a sign-up sheet tomorrow, he'd be able to fill every room for at least several months of weekends. The weekdays might be harder until the weather gets warm again and guests can use the lake, but even having all those woods to explore would be a draw."

  "Speaking of
wood, what are you going to do with the Woodshed?" Ariel asked, having loved the pictures she had taken of the place.

  Elizabeth laughed and moaned at the same time, remembering her trip across the barrel. Logan reached out and gave her a hug before answering, "It's going to be cleaned and reinforced but basically will stay exactly as it has always been. We aren't trying to fancy it up much. All the implements and equipment will be cleaned, and we'll visit Harry to replace what is needed, but we believe it is an incredible piece of, shall we say, 'history', and we don't want to get into trouble with the historical society." They all suggested a sign-up sheet at the front desk, as well.

  Their heads spinning with ideas, they talked and ate until it was time for dessert. Craig and Barbara ducked out of sight long enough to bring individual chocolate molten cakes with vanilla ice cream out on a tray. Stuck into each cake was a tall sparkler that they quickly lit so that the entire tray was sputtering and popping as Craig carried it to the table. Their guests clapped and cheered as they watched the last flame sizzle. It was the perfect ending to a perfect meal. As Barbara and Craig went to thank the kitchen staff for help in providing a wonderful evening, Craig took her aside, wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her close. He kissed her and thanked her for being willing to join him in his life. She had felt her panties moisten and then moisten even more when his hands went to cup her bottom. He gave her a gentle squeeze, causing her to lean into him, a soft moan escaping her lips. She shuddered when she felt his fingers press against the plug inside her panties, pushing it further inside her bottom.

  "Ohhh, Daddy," she whispered, her nipples threatening to poke through her bra.

  "You've been a very good little girl," Craig told her, as he bent closer. "However, little girl, you are going to keep your plug inside your bottom for a bit longer. I want to teach you how it feels to be full in both places." She trembled and nodded, her mind picturing him finally sinking into her, finally spending big-girl time with her, and she moaned again, "Yes, Daddy."