Chapter 20
CHAPTER TWENTY
Tessica woke up slightly disoriented until she saw Connor sleeping beside her. Everything from the night before came rushing back to her. For the first time in her adult life she could honestly say she understood what it was like to be in ‘Little headspace’. She’d imagined it before, but the experience was different from the fantasy. Better. All of her adult thoughts and worries had moved to the background as her Little persona had taken over.
She looked at Connor again, thinking about everything he’d done as her Daddy. Again, the experience of having a Daddy calling the shots was different than the fantasy. Some of it had been better than her fantasies, but other parts had been much worse. Or maybe ‘worse’ wasn’t the right word. Visceral was probably a better descriptor. Especially the spanking.
She reached a hand back to see how sore her bottom was. Frowning, she pushed on the skin where her ass met her thighs. To her shock, there was almost no lingering soreness. She would have thought it would be sore for the rest of the day. But maybe that was part of the Little headspace. It had felt worse than it was, because she’d been eight at the time.
Moving her hands back to her pillow, she watched Connor sleep. She smiled thinking about all the wonderful things he’d done for her. Even the things that had made her cry at the time made her smile in the light of day with her adult mindset. She wasn’t even sure if she could have fully gotten into Tessy’s headspace if he hadn’t been there to push her into it. Everything he’d done helped. The separate name, the corner time, the spanking, the coloring, forcing her not to help, making dinner, cleaning up, watching an age-appropriate show, and even putting her to bed first.
Remembering how earnest he’d been when he reiterated several times that he always had her best interests at heart made her love him.
Her eyes opened wide. She loved him? Tessica shook her head. It was much too early in their relationship for that kind of thinking. But she couldn’t deny that last night had made her feel things for him. Maybe she was mistaking lust for love. Her body was making up for lost time with all those years of celibacy.
With that thought in mind, Tessica grinned and moved her hand under the sheets toward his body. She found his hip, and carefully reached under the waistband of his boxers, and cupped his balls and flaccid cock.
His eyes opened almost immediately.
They looked at each other and he quickly matched her smile. “Morning.”
“Morning.” She rubbed her hand over his cock.
“Find something you like?” he asked.
“Yes, Daddy,” she said.
He groaned and his cock grew in her hand.
She scooted close and put her head on his chest while continuing to fondle him. “Thank you for last night.”
“Thank you for last night. It was one of the best times I’ve had as a Daddy. I loved seeing you vulnerable, and looking at me with so much trust in your eyes.”
“It’s the only time I’ve ever been fully Little. You did everything right.”
He put a hand over hers to stop her ministrations. “Is this a thank you?”
She picked her head up to make eye contact. “If it was a thank you, I’d be using my mouth. This is more of an ‘I’m horny thinking about last night, and I’m hoping you are too’ type of thing.”
“Just being next to you makes me horny. But I have to admit you were absolutely adorable last night.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Grinning she said, “Can I ride your cock, Daddy?”
He moaned. “I’m not going to last long if you say things like that, Little girl.”
She giggled.
“Go get a condom out of my pants pocket,” he ordered.
“Yes, Daddy.” She let go of him, pushed the covers down to the end of the bed, and went to get a condom.
While she did that, he took off his boxers and tee-shirt, leaving him naked. He held his hand out for the condom and she handed it over.
She pulled the hem of her shirt up to take it off.
“Leave that on,” Connor ordered.
Her clit throbbed at his tone, and her panties became damp. She smoothed the Hello Kitty pajama shirt back in place and waited for further instructions.
“Take off the pajama pants and panties.”
She pushed them down and stepped out.
“Good girl. Now come up here and impale yourself on me.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she answered breathlessly. She climbed on the bed and straddled him with her knees beside his hips, and used a hand to help guide his cock as she lowered herself onto it.
He let out a little groan. “Good girl. Now put your hands behind your head and lace your fingers together.
Once she’d done that he said, “Your hands stay where they are until I tell you they can move.”
She moaned, and her nipples jutted out under her sports bra and pajama top. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. Now be still for Daddy.” He reached over, grabbed her pillow, and put it behind his shoulders to prop himself up. Then he reached out and cupped her breasts. He quickly found her nipples and gently pinched and tweaked them.
She moaned again, and leaned into it. “Oh, Daddy, that feels so good.” She wiggled on his cock.
“Be still,” he ordered. “If you move again, I’m going to swat you. And if that doesn’t do the trick, you’re going to lose the privilege of sitting on Daddy’s cock.”
She whined and shook her head. “No, Daddy, I’ll be still.”
He continued to play with her nipples over the shirt until she was panting and shaking with the effort to be still.
“Daddy, please,” she begged.
“Please what, little girl?”
“Please can I ride you now?”
“Not yet, sweetheart. Daddy’s not done playing with you.”
She whimpered, but stayed still.
After a couple more minutes of delicious torture, Connor said, “What a good girl you’re being. Daddy thinks you deserve a reward.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she agreed.
“You can put those thigh muscles to work now, and ride my cock, but your hands stay behind your head.”
“Thank you, Daddy.” She moved herself, sliding up and down along his shaft. “So good.”
He moved his hands from her breasts to her backside and gently squeezed as he guided her motions to a slower rhythm. “Tell me your favorite part about being Little last night.”
“You taking care of me. Cooking and cleaning while I colored.”
“Did you enjoy your spanking last night?” he asked.
She bit her lip unsure how to answer. She hadn’t liked it, but without it she doubted she would have sunk all the way into her Little headspace. “Not exactly, Daddy.”
“Maybe you didn’t enjoy it in the moment, but you enjoy thinking about it now that it’s over?”
That struck a chord inside her, and she realized it was very true. “Yes, Daddy. That’s it exactly. I didn’t like it in the moment but I get wet when I think about the way you positioned me over your lap, the things you said, the things you made me say, and the way you told me that you were the one who decided when it was over, not me.”
“Very good girl. Thank you for telling me. I very much enjoyed spanking you in the moment, and I enjoy thinking about it now. The trust and submission you gave me, even as you were crying and wiggling to escape the spanking, made me hard.”
“I don’t know if I could have been all the way Little without it,” she admitted.
He grinned. “Well, it won’t be a hardship for me if Daddy has to spank you every time you want to be Little.”
“Well, that would be a hardship for me,” she said.
He laughed and lightly swatted her right ass cheek.
“Hey!” she complained, but continued riding him.
“It’s not a hardship to have a Daddy who’s always ready to give you what you need , even if it’s not what you want.”
Even though she agreed with him, she wanted to argue to save her future self from things she wouldn’t like in the moment. But he appeared so earnest, she just couldn’t. “You’re right, Daddy.”
“I love hearing those words.” He gripped her hips, and thrust up as she moved down, speeding up the rhythm.
Each thrust intensified the jolts of pleasure that were running through her, even as her legs were getting sore from use.
He groaned loudly, thrust deep inside, and held her hips tightly to keep them still as his cock pulsed and pulsed.
Once he was fully spent he said, “Be still again. Are your arms sore?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she admitted. Her shoulders were burning from keeping her arms in place with her fingers laced behind her head.
“Good. You keep them right where they are until Daddy makes you come.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she agreed with a slight whine.
He tweaked a nipple through her clothes with one hand, and reached down to put his right hand on her mound. He gently slid his fingers down between her folds until he found her clit.
She gasped and her muscles all tightened. “Yes, Daddy, please.”
“Good girl.” He gently rubbed his fingers back and forth slowly across her clit.
“Oh my god, Daddy! Yes!” she closed her eyes and got lost in the sensation.
As he rubbed, he said, “You were such a good girl for me last night. Daddy was so proud of you for putting your trust in me, and letting me take care of you.”
His words working in tandem with his fingers sent her over the edge. Wave after wave of intense pleasure rolled through her core, making her cry out, “Daddy!”
“That’s my good girl,” he said as her body clenched around him repeatedly.
Once the last of her shudders were gone, he said, “Okay, you can put your arms down now, sweetheart.”
She winced as she moved them. Her shoulders were going to be sore all day.
“Lay with me for a minute.” He patted his chest. She leaned down to lay on top of him, and he gently rubbed her shoulders, working some of the soreness out of them.
“Thank you, Daddy.” She closed her eyes and soaked up the moment of post-coital bliss.
A few minutes later, he stopped rubbing her shoulders and patted her back. “We should probably get going. We’ve got to feed the animals, and get the paperwork filled out for Butch before I go, and my flight leaves at ten.”
She sighed, pushed herself up, and nodded reluctantly. “You’re right. Can I have the shower first?”
“Sure. Go ahead.”
An hour later, they were at the shelter, and all the animals had been fed. They were working on the adoption paperwork for Butch when Gwen arrived.
“Hi,” Gwen said cheerfully as she came through the front door.
“Morning,” Tessica said.
Gwen turned to Connor. “I hear you’re taking Butch home.”
Connor nodded. “That’s the plan.”
“Have you owned a cat before?” she asked.
He shook his head. “We had dogs when I was young, and when my son was little we had a German Shepard. But I’ve never had a cat.”
“We’ll give you some paperwork with general information about cat ownership. Want to come to the back with me while I check him over one more time?”
“Sure.” Connor agreed.
While they did that, Tessica finished all the paperwork, and boxed up some essentials that Connor would need for the first couple of days.
When Connor and Gwen came back out, Gwen told Tessica, “I can see why you wanted Connor to take him. Butch is like a different cat around him. He’s a little Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.”
Connor added, “I have to admit I was shocked to hear him growl at Gwen.”
Tessica nodded in agreement and handed Gwen the health certificate for her to fill out. Then Tessica spent the next few minutes telling Connor what she’d packed in the box for Butch, and went over some of the basic information about feeding him.
Before she was ready to say goodbye, Connor said, “I should probably get going. Can’t be late for my flight.”
They put Butch in his new cat carrier, handed Connor his paperwork, and helped him carry things to his car. He gave Tessica a chaste kiss goodbye, and drove off.
Gwen put an arm around Tessica’s waist. “Another forever home found.”
“Yeah.” The joy Tessica usually felt when she saw an animal leaving with a happy new pet owner was dampened by the feeling of loss in the pit of her stomach as she watched Connor drive off.
“And you know he’s going to be a great pet owner, because he’s a great Daddy.”
Tessica had the urge to chase Connor’s car down the road so she could beg him not to leave. Forcing that to the back of her mind, Tessica focused on Gwen. “Let’s get out of the cold.”
The two women walked back into the animal shelter.
Once they got inside, Gwen uploaded the health certificate information for Butch. “When will Connor be back again?”
Tessica sighed. “Not until next Thursday.”
“That sucks. I bet you wish he was taking you home to be your forever Daddy instead of Butch!”
Tessica forced a chuckle, but those words hit a little too close to home to be funny. Little Tessy would like it if Connor was her forever Daddy.
As if reading her mind, Gwen said, “I know I’d like a forever Daddy.”
Tessica was about to file Butch’s paperwork, and the words ‘Adoption Certificate’ caught her eye. She scrutinized the words as her mind raced. She matched pets with their prefect families all the time; why couldn’t she also match Littles with their forever Daddies?
“Earth to Tessica.”
Startled out of her train of thought, Tessica turned to her friend. “What?”
“I said I’ve got to go. My shift starts in an hour, and I’ve got to get breakfast on the way. But the paperwork is all done for Butch.”
“No problem, I’ve got to get ready for my interviews anyway.”
“How many do you have?” Gwen asked.
“Four, including the woman you sent my way.”
“Great.”
“Thanks for all your help,” Tessica said.
“See you later.”
Gwen left, and Tessica forced herself to put Butch’s adoption paperwork away, and get out her interview questions. But as she looked them over, the idea of matching up Littles and Daddies wouldn’t leave her head, no matter how much she told herself that the concept was ridiculous.