Carrie: Dr. Richards' Littles 3

by Pepper North

  “Let’s go eat, Carrie. I know you had a busy day. Did you have time for lunch?” When she nodded no, Thomas said with a frown. “That will need to change, Carrie. You need to eat regularly to stay healthy. We’ll talk about this when you’re my Little girl.”

  Carrie caught herself nodding in agreement. “Wow! I didn’t think I’d be able to make a decision tonight but it looks like I’ve already made one. It just feels right. Let’s eat and we can figure out the details. I really am very hungry smelling all this delicious food. What a treat, Thomas! I think you’re going to be in charge of food. I’m really not a very good cook,” Carrie said joking with him.

  To her surprise, Thomas agreed emphatically. “Definitely, you will not be using the stove, young lady! You could hurt yourself.” He shook his head and added ruefully, “Looks like I’ve made my decision as well. It’s going to be very easy to step into the position of taking care of you. I’ve already started to put my foot down.” A smile again appeared on his face, “I’m so happy, Carrie.” He gathered her up in his arms and hugged her tightly to his muscular chest. Kissing the top of her head, he added “To a new beginning, Carrie.”

  Carrie felt very small against him. She relaxed her muscles and allowed herself to be pressed closely to his strength. “I’m happy too, Thomas. Really scared but excited too,” she added breathlessly. “Oops,” she squealed as Thomas looped an arm under her legs and picked her up. “I’m too heavy for you to lift, Thomas,” she protested squirming to get down.

  Smack! A large hand struck her bottom. “Carrie, you’re my Little girl. The day I can’t lift a little thing like you will be the day I sit in a wheelchair. Stop struggling! Now, let’s sit down and eat together.” Thomas sat down in one chair and deposited Carrie on his knee. When she began to move as if she’d leave his lap, Thomas looked at her very seriously. “Do you want a spanking before dinner?”

  “This is ridiculous, Thomas. I can sit in my own chair.” Carrie continued to try to get her feet on the ground to stand up.

  Suddenly, Carrie found herself standing in front of a very angry looking Thomas. A muscle was ticking in his steely jaw. Before Carrie knew it, her pants and lacy underwear was stripped down below her knees and she was stretched over Thomas’ lap with his large, warm hand resting on her bare bottom. Horrified to be exposed to his view, Carrie struggled against the arm holding her in position.

  “Carrie, you will need to learn to not question my decisions. Now, you’ve earned your first spanking. All spankings will be on your bare bottom and they will hurt. You will make this much harder upon yourself if you struggle. This will happen despite any protests you have. Do you understand?” Thomas questioned with iron in his voice. Not waiting for an answer, his heavy hand began to land sharply on her naked flesh.

  Carrie began angrily to yell at Thomas to let her go. The spanking continued without hesitation. Carrie’s bottom began to hurt. She started to beg, “Thomas, please don’t do this. I don’t think I can do this.” Again, there was no effect on the spanking. Carrie began to cry. Sobbing, she pleaded, “Thomas, I’m sorry. I’ll sit on your lap. I’ll be good.”

  “You need to call me, Daddy.” Thomas reprimanded Carrie while he continued spanking her. Her bottom was turning pink and rosy. Thomas admired the view and loved the feel of her smooth flesh below his hand.

  “Daddy, I’m sorry. I’ll never question your decisions. Please. I’m so sorry.” Carrie sobbed as she melted over his lap.

  Chapter Three

  Thomas’ hand stopped striking her bottom and began stroking the flesh lovingly. “That’s my good girl, Carrie. I knew you could follow instructions. Aren’t you sorry, you made me spank you?” Thomas questioned seriously. He continued to stroke her naked bottom.

  Carrie felt him move one thigh away from the other across his lap. She started and began to struggle to sit up. “Smack!” Carrie felt another slap on her red bottom.

  “Carrie, you need to relax. Daddy is in control. I know you’re upset from your spanking. Let’s see how much you hated your first trip over Daddy’s knee.” He began to stroke between Carrie’s legs. “You are so wet, Little girl. I think maybe you liked your first spanking. Let’s see if we can help you like it a little more.”

  Carrie struggled at first, mortified that her body was reacting to being spanked by becoming aroused. Quickly, she realized that she was unable to move. Thomas’ strong arms were holding her in place and his wicked fingers were stroking her most sensitive spots until she was writhing in pleasure on his lap.

  Thomas smiled at the rosy cheeks capping her strong thighs spread open on his lap. The flesh quivered in her excitement as he first dipped one and then pressed two fingers deeply into her vagina. She was very tight. It had been a while since she had been with another man. He heard her begin to moan her delight as his fingers urged her to higher levels of pleasure. He stroked his fingers firmly across her clitoris providing the last bit of stimulation needed for her to climax strongly. Thomas continued stroking her back and thighs through her shudders of delight until her body began to quiet. He lifted her and resettled her on his lap. Cuddling her against his strong chest, he kissed her possessively erasing all thoughts of independence from her mind.

  Carrie melted against him as his mouth staked its claim on her heart and body. She jerked when she felt her pants and lacy underwear being removed from where they had been draped around her ankles. She couldn’t sit on his lap half naked.

  “Carrie, don’t question me. These clothes are not needed.” Thomas pulled the garments over her feet removing her comfortable flats as well. “We’ll let you keep your top on because it’s a little chilly in here now and I don’t want you to catch a cold. Your bottom will stay plenty warm on my lap.” Thomas cradled her in his arms caressing her with firm strokes until she again quieted on her lap. “You are everything I’ve been looking for, Carrie. I think we are going to be very happy together. Now, I hear your precious tummy rumbling. Let’s get some food in you.”

  Thomas loaded one plate with wonderful smelling food. Carrie wasn’t allowed to do anything for herself. Thomas cut the delicious steak into small pieces for her. He made sure she ate plenty of vegetables and drank enough wine to relax and enjoy being pampered. He fed Carrie and himself until both were unable to eat any more. Then he covered all the leftovers and stored them in the refrigerator. Thomas rinsed the dishes and wiped down all the surfaces before turning back to where Carrie had been firmly instructed to stay seated at the table.

  “Alright Little girl, let’s go sit where it’s comfortable and decide what our next steps will be. No, don’t get up. Just let me take care of you. Soon I’ll have to leave so you can get your beauty sleep. I want to hold you in my arms as long as I can.” Thomas scooped Carrie out of her chair and carried her in to sit on his lap in a deep, soft leather chair. Kissing her again until Carrie forgot where she was, Thomas explored her mouth with finesse.

  Carrie felt herself begin to squirm with excitement as his hand caressed her bare bottom and thighs before dipping under her sweater and cupping her breasts. Carrie felt her bra loosen and fall away from her swelling breasts as somehow Thomas removed this impediment from his caresses.

  “You will not wear a bra when we are together, Carrie, from now on. A sweet Little girl like you doesn’t need one, okay?” Thomas instructed with a smile.

  Carrie nodded her head to agree. It was so much easier to agree when Thomas was touching her. Somehow her brain didn’t seem to function correctly as he touched her breasts and began pulling on her rigid nipples. Carrie could feel his erection swelling against her side. It felt huge. Surely, this long length would never fit within her. She reached to touch it to reassure herself that she was imagining how large he was but Thomas grasped her hands in one of his keeping her from reaching her goal.

  “Little girls have to wait for permission to play with new toys, Carrie. Tonight is not the night for you to play with Daddy’s penis. Tonight, is the night for Daddy
to love his new Little girl.” With that statement, Thomas raised Carrie’s sweater over her head and turned her so that he could look over her entire nude body. “You are so beautiful sweetheart.” Thomas lowered his head to kiss her left nipple and then suckled it into his mouth while Carrie wiggled in delight on his lap. Several minutes later, Thomas raised his head with regret and pulled a warm throw from the back of the chair to drape over Carrie’s nude body.

  “Let’s talk about the future, Carrie. Are you willing to explore this new relationship with me?” Thomas speared Carrie with his blue eyes. He was so serious. It appeared that he was already committed to her and just was waiting and hoping that she would feel the same.

  “Thomas, Daddy, I don’t even know what to call you,” Carrie stuttered.

  “Why don’t you call me Daddy when we’re alone and Thomas when others are around?” suggested Thomas with a gentle smile.

  “Daddy, I have loved being with you tonight. I shouldn’t have, but I loved all the things you’ve done to me tonight. I’m embarrassed that we haven’t even known each other for 4 hours and already I’m nude on your lap while you’re fully clothed. I am very cautious with men I date. I’ve only been to bed with two men in my life and I really don’t allow anyone to have this much power over me.” Carrie blushed furiously to admit the truth to this man that seemed to have so much control over her. She was not going to be able to look at herself in a mirror tomorrow when she thought back to what she had allowed him to do to her tonight.

  Thomas’ hands roved freely over Carrie’s naked body under the throw. He pinched one of her nipples as he kissed down the sensitive side of her neck. He waited until Carrie was capable of listening again before answering. “Carrie, you’re my Little girl. You’re supposed to love to spend time with your daddy. I’m glad I make you feel good even when I have to correct you for being naughty. I plan on paddling your bottom frequently to make sure you continue to behave properly. You do understand this, don’t you?”

  “Yes, sir,” Carrie replied with a sniffle. She knew that spankings hurt.

  “Good girl. Now here’s what I suggest we do. I want you with me so I can take care of you whenever you aren’t at work. I have a much bigger home with a staff to take care of us. I would suggest that tomorrow night, we gather some necessary items that you’ll need to wear to work so that this weekend you can move in with me,” Thomas suggested calmly. “You won’t need many casual clothes. I’ll take care of your wardrobe to wear during our time together.”

  “But your staff,” Carrie blurted nervously. “They’ll see us. No one at work can know what we’re doing. I’ll lose all that I’ve worked for in my career.”

  “My staff is very small and dedicated. They would never gossip about either of us. They have been with me for many years and are very trustworthy. Believe me, they would not risk losing their home, salary, and perks that they receive while in my employ,” Thomas stated without reservation. “My housekeeper, Gladys, will serve as your nanny if I am away. She loves beautiful Little girls.”

  Carrie shook her head in disbelief. She just couldn’t imagine this was all happening. Could her life change so drastically this fast? Was she brave enough to take the risk?

  “Breathe, Carrie. It’s a lot to consider, I know. Remember, I’m the daddy. I’ll take care of you. Okay?” Thomas waited for Carrie to nod shakily before continuing. “Tomorrow, we’ll pack your professional apparel and a few personal things for you to bring with you. I’ll take these home with me on Thursday night. On Friday, I’ll meet you here and you can follow me home in your car. You’ll want to have your car so you can drive yourself to work or meetings if you need to do so. Friday evening will be your first full night as my Little girl. I’ll stock everything you need to be taken care of and happy.”

  Carrie listened carefully to his plans and replied, “Okay, daddy. I’m scared but I’m ready to try. Will you really take care of me?”

  “I’ll take care of all your needs, Carrie. I’m going to email you a health report from my doctor dated last week. I want you to know that you are safe from any medical issues that could be concerning. We’ll see the doctor over the weekend. A special kind of doctor that treats adult Little girls just like you to make sure that you stay as healthy as you are today. His name is Dr. Matt Richards. Just leave it all up to me. Now, jump off my lap sweetheart, I need you to stand very still in front of me. I’m going to measure you for some special new clothes. All Little girls like clothes, right?” Thomas winked at Carrie as he stretched a retractable measuring tape around her body noting her measurements in his phone.

  His kind smile reassured Carrie. She was a little worried about this special doctor. She hadn’t even thought of asking health questions about Thomas. There were definitely some scary diseases out there to be worried about when dating. Thomas seemed to think of everything. “Just don’t make them scratchy. I don’t like anything itchy,” she responded to Thomas’ question seriously.

  Chapter Four

  Friday afternoon, Carrie finished in court a little earlier than normal. Selecting Thomas’ personal phone number from her cell phone directory, Carrie nervously waited for Thomas to answer. “Thomas, I’m done for the week. I’ll go home and wait until you’re able to leave work. Would you like to call me when you are on your way?” Carrie requested hesitantly.

  “Sweetheart, I’m putting on my jacket and heading to your house now. I can’t wait another moment to hug and kiss you,” Thomas replied without delay. “This day has seemed to last forever. My assistant is on call all weekend so hopefully we won’t be disturbed. I can’t wait to get you settled in to your new home. Hang up the phone and drive home safely. I don’t want you trying to talk on the phone and drive at the same time.”

  Carrie said her goodbye and returned the phone to her purse. She reached her house to find Thomas already pulling to the curb in front. She noted that he pulled a small duffle bag out of the trunk and carried it into her home.

  Thomas set the bag down on the coffee table and gathered Carrie into his arms. Sweeping her off her feet, he raised her effortlessly to his height and proceeded to kiss her until she started to get dizzy. “Hello, beautiful. I’m so glad to see you. Let me take your last few bags out to my car and then we’ll get you changed.”

  Carrie puzzled over his term changed. What was he talking about? Left alone in the house, she opened the bag he had brought in with him. Carrie was astonished to see a diaper, a pretty sun dress and ruffled white panties in the bag. Was she supposed to wear this? She was surprised to feel excited to see the beautiful, soft dress in bright yellow. How did he know her favorite color was yellow? Would everyone see her and immediately think she was dressed in a childish outfit?

  Thomas walked into the room and frowned. “You’ve ruined my surprise, Carrie. Little girls shouldn’t get into things that don’t belong to them. Normally, I would punish you for this but I’m going to excuse your behavior due to the excitement of starting our new relationship. Now, let’s get off all your big girl clothes and into your new outfit. I can’t wait to see how you look.” Without waiting for her to explain or protest, Thomas quickly undressed Carrie from her power suit and heels. Folding her clothes neatly and stowing them in the bag, Thomas also removed her bra and panties putting them away. Ruffling her curly pubic hair, Thomas commented, “We’ll have to shave you tonight in your bath so you’re all smooth like a sweet Little girl should be.” He laid Carrie nude on the floor and lifting her legs together, he raised her bottom from the ground and slipped the diaper under her hips. Unzipping a smaller pouch that Carrie hadn’t noticed, Thomas took out a large tube of diaper cream, a jar of lubricant and some small foil wrapped tubes.

  Carrie began blushing furiously. “Daddy, I don’t need a diaper. I can use the potty like a big girl.”

  “You will allow me to take care of you, Carrie. That’s what daddies do. Now, I’m going to give you some medicine the doctor gave me before you see him on Saturday afternoon.
I know you are really nervous and I want you to relax. The medicine will help you. I know you’re embarrassed. You’ll need to learn that I will always take good care of you. Okay?” Thomas didn’t wait for her nod but unwrapped one tube to reveal a cream colored suppository about an inch wide and four inches long. “This goes in your bottom. It will start melting and the medicine will begin to take effect in about an hour. That gives us plenty of time to drive to my house and you’ll settle right in to your new home. Let me spread your cute little bottom. No, stop struggling Carrie or I’ll have to put you over my knee and spank you first.”

  Carrie froze. Her bottom was still sore in spots from her first spanking on Wednesday. She wanted to avoid another spanking.

  Thomas spread her bottom to reveal her tightly closed anus. “You’re so pretty, Little girl. Just relax now. Don’t tighten your bottom. I’m going to put some special goo on and in your bottom so that the medicine just slides right in,” Thomas crooned to her as he opened the jar and scooped out a finger full of lubricant. He spread it around her tightly clenched opening and then slowly pressed his finger in her rectum. “Don’t try to keep me out, sweetie. The medicine is going inside you. Just relax and let yourself feel how good this feels.” Thomas took his time and repeatedly added lubricant until he could easily slide two fingers into her bottom. Lifting the suppository, Thomas slid it into Carrie’s rectum as she made soft protesting sounds. He pressed the medicine in deep and held it there while making eye contact with Carrie. “You are being such a good girl. I’m going to have a special treat for you when we get home,” Thomas promised. “I don’t see any diaper rash so we don’t need any cream this time. Let me just fasten your diaper into place and we can get you dressed, Little one.” After taping the diaper tightly around Carrie’s stomach, Thomas stood her up on her feet.