Daddy, Sir (Dirty Daddies 2024 Anthology #6)

Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

Greyson

Greyson moved around Lily’s kitchen with ease, gathering ingredients and setting up breakfast while she sat curled up in a chair at the dining table, still in her nightie, her hair adorably tousled from sleep.

Making breakfast for them both felt natural, like something he should have been doing for years.

The sizzle of bacon filled the air, and he glanced over his shoulder to find her watching him with sparkling eyes, hugging her stuffed animal against her chest.

His heart clenched.

She looked so little, so his.

Minutes later, he set two plates on the table. Fluffy scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, and buttery toast. But before she could pick up her fork, he grabbed it first, scooping up a bite of eggs and holding it to her lips.

“Open up, babygirl.”

Lily’s cheeks pinkened, but she obeyed, parting her lips as he slipped the bite into her mouth.

She let out a soft, happy hum as she chewed, and Greyson smirked.

“Good girl,” he praised, offering her another bite.

They ate like that, him feeding her slowly, letting her enjoy every mouthful. The entire time, all he could think about was how he’d like to spend every morning like this for the rest of his life. He wondered if she might feel the same. If she wanted to settle down with him and let him be her Daddy full-time.

After a few minutes, he asked, “What do you have planned for today, sweetheart?”

Lily shrugged, licking a crumb from the corner of her lips. “Nothing, really.”

Greyson raised a brow. “No plans at all?”

She shook her head.

“How about we go to The Playground again tonight? With you as my Little girl,” he suggested, watching her reaction closely. “I can see if some of my friends and their littles want to meet us there, so you can meet some new friends to play with.”

He’d hated watching her play alone the night before, even though she seemed to have fun. It would probably be a lot more fun for her if she had other Littles to hang with, and he’d enjoy having time to catch up with his friends.

Lily gasped, her whole face lighting up before shelaunchedherself into his arms, nearly knocking the chair over in the process.

“Really?” she squealed, clinging to him tightly.

Greyson chuckled, wrapping his arms around her small frame and pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “Really, babygirl. I think you’ll like them.”

Lily wiggled excitedly, practically vibrating in his lap, and he smirked.

“But first,” he murmured, tilting her chin up so she was looking at him. “Go get dressed. I’m taking you shopping.”

She blinked. “Shopping?”

“Mmhmm.”

She tilted her head, curiosity sparking in her eyes. “For what?”

Greyson smirked, leaning in slightly. “For all the things my Little girl needs.”

Her blush deepened. “Like what? I already have stuff.”

He ran his thumb over her bottom lip, his voice dropping into something deeper, something full of authority. “Like diapers. You know I like you to be totally little and dependent on me.”

Lily’s entire body stiffened, her breath catching in her throat.

“Diapers…” she echoed quietly.

Greyson nodded, his grip on her tightening just slightly. “That’s right, babygirl. If you’re going to be my Little girl, you’ll be in diapers when you’re not at work, just like you used to be.”

Lily squirmed in his lap, her hands gripping his shirt, her face burning bright red.

She was shy about it, just as she’d always been.

But shelovedit. The way her pupils dilated and her face flushed told him so.

Greyson smirked, brushing his lips over her temple. “I love how shy you get, sweetheart,” he murmured. “But I can see how much you love the idea. Don’t try to hide from me, baby.”

Lily let out a tiny whimper, burying her face in his neck, and Greysonknewhe had her.

“Now,” he said, squeezing her waist, “Let’s go get you dressed, little one. We’ve got some serious shopping to do.”

Greyson stood in the diaper aisle, scanning the shelves. There were so many more options than there had been twenty years ago. All kinds of colors, designs, thicknesses, plastic-backed, fabric-backed, and even cotton ones. He had picked out a package of thick, absorbent diapers in pastel colors, along with a few other necessities. Powder, wipes, and some cute printed diaper covers he knew Lily would love.

He turned slightly, expecting to find her standing beside him like she had been a moment ago. But she wasn’t there. His body immediately tensed.

“Lily?”

No answer. His jaw clenched as he turned in a slow circle, scanning the aisles, his chest tightening with both irritation and worry. She knew better than to wander off when they were out. She had been in Little space all morning, which meant she needed structure. Guidance. His protection. And she had disobeyed him. Greyson took a deep breath. He would find her. And when he did, she was going to learn. Thankfully, it didn’t take long to track her down.

She was in the toy section, of course. Greyson spotted her instantly, standing in front of a display of dolls, her eyes shining with wonder as she reached out to touch one of the boxes.

Without a word, he strode toward her, his footsteps slow and deliberate. When he reached her, he placed a firm hand on her shoulder, making her jump.

“Lily.” His was voice low and controlled but laced with unmistakable authority.

She turned slowly, her eyes going wide. “Daddy?—”

“What did I tell you about staying by my side?”

Lily swallowed hard, her hands twisting together in front of her. “To stay with you…”

“And what did you do?”

She bit her lip, looking down, and whispered, “I wandered off…”

“That’s right,” Greyson murmured. “You disobeyed me, babygirl. And what happens when little girls are naughty?”

Her breath hitched. “Th-they get punished…”

“Mmhmm.” Before she could react, he turned her slightly and gave her bottom three sharp, but subtle, swats over her panties. They were in a store specifically for Littles, so even though they were alone in the aisle, even if anyone saw, it wasn’t like it would be considered unusual there.

She gasped, a tiny whimper escaping her lips, her knees pressing together instinctively.

Greyson leaned down, his lips close to her ear. “When we get back to your house, little one, I’m going to pull down these panties and give you a real spanking. Because what you did was very naughty. Understood?”

Lily let out a soft sniffle, nodding quickly, her eyes downcast.

“Use your words,” he said firmly. “Do you understand me?”

“Y-yes, Daddy…” she whispered.

Satisfied, Greyson straightened, placing a reassuring hand on her back. “Good girl. Now stay close to me for the rest of the trip. I don’t want to have to punish you again today.”

Lily nodded quickly, pressing herself against him as they walked away from the toy section. For the rest of their shopping trip, she didn’t stray even an inch from him, her small fingers clutching his sleeve, her gaze darting up at him every few minutes as if seeking reassurance.

Greyson smirked, pleased. Once they got home, she would definitely be feeling the lesson he was about to teach her.