27. Chapter Twenty-Five
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
RAINEY
“ H i?” She waved, not feeling confident at all.
Should she have gone with Daddy to his office? Was this a dumb idea?
“Sit!” Hedda raised her voice. “Sit! You can color with us! Well, we’re painting!”
Rainey slowly sat on one of the low chairs, not trusting herself to sit on the ground. She knew she wouldn’t be able to get up and wasn’t sure the other Littles would be able to help her get up. It would be embarrassing, and she didn’t want that.
All at once, everyone else took a smaller chair and sat on them.
“Oh,” she whispered.
“I was really hoping you would come. I wanted to hang out with you again,” Charlotte said.
“Thanks for the invite.”
She took a deep breath, and everyone stared at her.
“Sorry, I am just nervous.”
“No need. I’ll introduce you to everyone. They come to the club and hang out with us when they can,” Monroe explained. “You already know Charlotte, Hedda, Echo, and me. That’s Tucker, Elsha, Kyle, and Blaise.”
“We don’t come as often, but we do when we can. Elsha is talking to a Daddy, and she makes clothes for stuffies. So, if you ever need clothes, contact her. They are so cute. Kyle and Blaise flow through several different jobs and are looking for a Mommy. I’m in between jobs and am also looking for a Mommy,” Tucker said.
“You could have let us talk,” Kyle muttered.
“I know you and Blaise don’t like to talk much,” Tucker retorted. “I’m just trying to be nice.”
“Sorry.” Kyle looked down at his hands. “I’m tired. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.”
“Another late night at the club?”
“Yes, it was exhausting.”
“Does the owner know you aren’t a Dom?”
Kyle shrugged, and Rainey looked between Kyle and Tucker. Why did it matter if Kyle was a Dom or not?
“I work as a bouncer at a club on the other side of town. Well, most of the time, I’m the bouncer, but every once in a while, I’ll work behind the bar or serve drinks to people. Absolutely exhausting.”
“You really need to tell the owner you aren’t. You keep looking more tired every time you come here,” Tucker pointed out.
“Thank you for telling me I look like shit. I really appreciate it. They don’t notice because she is too busy.”
Rainey’s eyebrows went up. The owner was a woman?
“Yeah, the owner is a woman. Beautiful woman, and I would do anything to catch a glimpse of her, but she is so busy. She is normally in her office and sneaks out the back so she doesn’t have to see people.”
“Isn’t that bad for her reputation?” Rainey asked.
She figured the club owner should show their face a little so people knew who she was.
“Every now and then, she’ll come downstairs and mingle. I’m normally at the front door, so I never see her.”
“Are you interested in her?” Rainey asked. “Uh, sorry. Don’t answer that if you don’t want to. That was really nosy of me.”
Tucker waved his hand, dismissing her. “No, it’s okay. I mean, I am, but I don’t think she’s a caregiver. I’m a Little or, well, sometimes a Middle; I just can’t give that up.”
“I saw her talking to some of the ownersof BTS,” Echo said. “The other day. I don’t know where they were heading, but they all got into one car.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, they were talking. I couldn’t hear as I was across the street, but I did see them. Maybe she is a caregiver. Have you asked her?”
Tucker shook his head.
“You don’t just go up to a random person and ask them if they are a caregiver. Especially if you haven’t talked to them often,” Blaise scoffed.
Kyle hit Blaise’s shoulder.
“Sorry,” Blaise muttered. “That came out rude.”
“No worries. I didn’t take it that way. You are right, but maybe he could slip it in whenever he talks to her. That could open up a door.”
“Or that could get me fired,” Tucker pointed out.
“How?” Rainey asked. “You slipping in that you are a Little shouldn’t get you fired.”
“She doesn’t know I’m not a Dom. I bet she figured because of my build that I am, though she knows not to judge a person by their looks. I’ve heard her say that.”
Things weren’t adding up. Why would he get fired after she found out he wasn’t a Dom? Why didn’t he tell her?
“I think you should tell her. How has she not figured it out?” Hedda asked.
“Well…”
“Well, what?” Charlotte asked.
“When we talked, I put something in my shoe that would remind me not to show my Little side. It worked, and I’ve been doing it ever since at work. Does it hurt? Absolutely. Are my feet a little worse for wear since I’ve been doing it? Of course, but I can’t let anyone know I’m a Little. Not because I’m ashamed of it, but if they found out, I couldn’t carry on my job. I’m supposed to be the bouncer; look intimidating, andkick people out when I need to. I can’t do that if they know I’m a subbie.”
“I mean, if you tell the owner in confidence or some of the other managers, they shouldn’t tell anyone. I just don’t think it’s healthy for you not to tell anyone. Especially when you are doing something so you don’t slip into Little space,” Charlotte said, exasperated. “Are you damaging your feet?”
Tucker shrugged. “Maybe. I haven’t looked, and I don’t want to. Can we just leave it be? Everything is going smoothly right now.”
“As smoothly as they can go. You’re going to burn yourself out. What happens if you do this for so long and you slip?” Hedda asked.
“I don’t know. Okay. I don’t. I am trying not to think of it. If the thing in my shoe doesn’t work, I’ll find something else to do. I just can’t lose this job. It’s the only one I can get with a high school diploma. Please don’t tell anyone.”
“We won’t,” Rainey spoke up. “We’re here for you, but it’s ultimately your life.”
She didn’t know Tucker, but she would have said the same thing if she had been friends with him. It wasn’t their place to tell someone’s secrets. Especially when it was about him being a Little. It was unacceptable.
“We’re just worried about you. If anything happens, let us know. We’ll help you out,” Hedda said. “We just want what’s best for you.”
“Right. I’m sorry. I just get protective of the people I love.”
Tucker nodded and went back to painting. Rainey took a deep breath and ran her hands down Dane’s head and back. He was being such a good boy and sitting right next to her. Every once in a while, he would put his head on her lap, but most of the time, he just patiently sat there.
“You can lay down,” she whispered.
Rainey had let go of his leash a while ago, wanting to focus on painting her picture for Daddy. She had held on to it for a while, worried Dane was going to go somewhere, but she remembered he wouldn’t. He had been trained to stay by whoever’s side when they were in public. It eased her worries and let her enjoy spending time with the other Littles.
Dane continued to sit, though. Was he getting tired? Was there a certain command she needed to say?
She looked over at the door where Daddy had disappeared. Should she ask him? Would Dane lay down on his own?
Before she could think of anything, she felt something wet touch her cheek.
“What the?” she whispered, turning her head back.
Hedda was grinning at her, red paint on her finger.
“You didn’t.”
“Oooooo,” Tucker chuckled.
Hedda shrugged. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Nothing happened.”
Rainey blinked several times, her mind catching up with what just happened. Grabbing one of the cloths from the table, she wiped her cheek, trying to get all the paint off. She was probably just smudging it more.
Hedda reached again, smearing red paint on her other cheek. She leaned back in her chair and gave an innocent smile.
“Why?” Rainey asked.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Nothing happened.” Hedda chuckled.
Narrowing her eyes at Hedda, she grabbed a tube of paint and squirted it on her. Two could play at that game. She wasn’t going to sit around and let her put paint all over her.
“You didn’t!” Hedda raised her voice.
Rainey sweetly smiled at her and shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Nothing happened,” she repeated Hedda’s words exactly.
Before Hedda could do anything, bright-blue paint landed on her shirt. Turning her head, Rainey saw Blaise holding up his blue hand. She giggled and grabbed another tube of paint, squirting some onto her hand before flinging it at Charlotte.
Everyone started to stand as paint flew across the room, landing on people and furniture. She slowly got up and started to throw paint at everyone else, giggling as it splattered on people’s faces.
As she grew more excited, she completely ignored her bladder screaming at her. Paint landed on her face, but thankfully, she had her mouth closed. Bringing up her clean hand, she wiped the paint away from her eye and took a second to watch everything unfold.
Her eyes went wide as she crossed her legs. Looking around, she tried to find out where the bathrooms were. Daddy hadn’t shown her where the bathroom was.
“Shit,” she whispered.
Right as she took a step forward, her bladder released. Screaming, tears ran down her face as she stood there in a puddle of pee.
Dane barked and ran up to her, but she didn’t pay him any mind. All movement stopped, and she saw Daddy running toward her.
“Rainey! What’s wrong?” he asked as he got closer. “Dane, down! ”
Sobbing, she looked down. Embarrassment flooded her, and she didn’t dare look up. She could feel their eyes on her. Did they know she peed herself? Were they silently judging her for not being able to make it to the bathroom?
She continued to cry as Daddy knelt in front of her, cupping her face.
“Little girl, I need you to answer my question. What’s wrong?” Daddy asked.
Rainey didn’t dare look up. How embarrassed would Daddy be if he knew? Would he make fun of her? Tell her she wasn’t allowed to go out anymore?
“Baby.” His voice was strangled. “I need to know. If you don’t reply, I’m going to call an ambulance. Is Michael here?”
“He left ten minutes ago, but we can get him here if you need him,” another man said.
“No,” she whispered.
She didn’t know Michael well, but she didn’t want anyone. No one else needed to know she had peed herself.
“Rainey. Tell Daddy what’s wrong.”
“Pee,” she whispered.
“Are you hurt? Do I need to get you to the hospital? Are you in labor?”
“Pee,” she said a little louder but not loud enough forother people to hear her.
“Oh, Little one.”
She brought her clean hand up and wiped the tears off her cheek. His voice didn’t hold any anger.
“You’re okay,” he gently said. “Let’s go get you cleaned up.”
Out of nowhere, someone handed a blanket to Daddy, and he wrapped it around her, picking her up and holding her bridal style.
“Daddy is here and is going to take care of everything. You’re okay.”
Rainey buried her head into his chest, not wanting to look at anyone else. She didn’t want to see how big the puddle had gotten on the floor. How mortifying was it to have that happen?
“John, can you watch Dane for me while I take care of Rainey?” Daddy called out.
“Absolutely.”
Daddy continued to walk with her in his arms, taking her to who knew where.
“We’re going to one of the private rooms. They have bathrooms in them where I can clean you up.”
“Clothes,” she wailed.
She didn’t have any extra clothes. What was she going to do? She couldn’t just walk out with a blanket around her.
The thought of another blanket made her cry even harder. She had ruined her clothes and now the blanket wrapped around her. They were all soaked with pee.
“You’re okay. Daddy has some extra clothes in his office that you can wear.”
Would she even fit into them? She was pregnant, and her belly was huge. She probably only needed the underwear and pants. Maybe her shirt made it through without getting wet.
“Someone is grabbing my extra pair of clothes from my office.”
She gripped his shirt, not wanting to let him go, but at the same time, she didn’t want anyone to see her when they walked in. Rainey was probably the first person to pee on their floor, and it was mortifying.
“You’re okay,” Daddy cooed at her. “Take a deep breath for Daddy. Such a good girl. In. Hold. And let it out. Such a good girl for Daddy.”
A knock on the door brought her out of her daze. She looked at the door with worry. Were they going to walk into the room and see her still wrapped up in a blanket?
“I’ll be right back.” Daddy gently placed her on a bed.
Rainey whined and reached out for Daddy. She didn’t want him to go anywhere.
“I’m right here. I’m just grabbing your clothes. Daddy isn’t going anywhere.”
She knew that, but she wanted Daddy close to her. Right now, she was feeling vulnerable and scared. Daddy was going to make that all better, or she hoped he would.
“Thank you so much. We’ll be out in a coupleof minutes,” Daddy gently said to whoever brought the clothes.
She tried to move to look, but Daddy was blocking her line of sight. He closed the door and made his way over toward her.
“Such a good girl staying where Daddy put you.”
Blushing, she looked away. She didn’t feel like a good girl right now, not when she had wet her pants.
“Let’s get you cleaned up real quick, and then we can talk.”
Before she could do anything, Daddy unwrapped the blanket and started to pull her leggings down.
“Raise your bottom for a second.”
She did as she was told, and Daddy pulled down her pants and underwear. They stuck to her legs as he slowly pulled them down.
“When we get home, we’ll take a bath to get you all clean. But for now, we will just wipe you up ,and get most of it.”
Maybe she should needed to wear diapers if this was going to happen a lot.
“Daddy is sorry for not asking if you needed to go to the bathroom before you started to play with them.” He started cleaning her as he spoke. “Next time, Daddy will show you the bathroom and make you go. And if you want, we can put you in a diaper.”
She hummed in response, not knowing what to say. Rainey hadn’t realized she needed to go to the bathroom before she started playing. She was nervous, and the last thing on her mind was her bladder. She should have also known she would need to go to the bathroom. Being pregnant, it felt like she needed to pee all the time.
“All done. I’ve got some boxers and a pair of shorts along with a shirt. Let’s have you stand so we can get them all on.”
Daddy slowly helped her get up and stand on the ground. Her lower half felt completely exposed as she stood there in front of him.
Helping her out of her shirt and bra, he walked over to the bench and sat down.
“Come here, Little girl.”
“I thought I was getting dressed,” she whispered, covering her boobs.
“You will in a second. Daddy wants to talk to you first.”
She stood there, looking at him. Unease filled her as they stared at each other. What did he want to talk about? Why did she have to be naked?
“Come here.”
Rainey slowly dragged her feet as she made her way toward him.
“Do you want to tell me what went down and why you have paint all over you?” Daddy asked as she sat on his lap.
She was completely bare, exposed for him to see. Thankfully, he couldn’t see her pussy because she hadn’t shaved in a while. Rainey could see nothinganddidn’t want to cut herself down there.
She stilled as she remembered he cleaned her up. He was very meticulous when he cleaned her up, making sure he got every crevice, which meant he had to stare at her. Was he disgusted by how it looked down there? Was his question earlier just a disguise until he could ask her the other one?
“Rainey.”
She sighed. She knew it wasn’t a question but a command. He wanted to know, and she was going to tell him.
“Honesty.”
He didn’t need to remind her that it was one of her rules. Honesty was something she was trying to work on. Not because she didn’t want to tell him the truth, she always did, but it was hard to come to him when it wasn’t his problem.
Rainey didn’t want to burden him, weighing him down. But at the same time, he told her to come to him for anything. Did he really mean that?
“Rainey. Are you there?”
“Hedda put paint on my face twice. I asked her why, and she said nothing had happened. So, I just took paint and flung it at her. The rest is history.”
“Not going to do.”
She sighed once again. “I threw the paint, it landed on her, and then everyone else threw it at people. I was having so much fun I didn’t realize my bladder was screaming at me. By the time I did, I tried to take a step and peed myself. Then you came in.”
Tears filled her eyes once again. How could she have managed not to feel her bladder screaming at her?
“You’re okay,” Daddy whispered, wiping away the tears. “Why did you throw the paint at her?”
“Because she put it on me first.”
“That was naughty of you.”
Her mouth fell open.
“W-what?”
“That was naughty of you. You shouldn’t have thrown the paint at her.”
“B-but, Daddy! She put paint on my face twice!”
“Did you ask her to stop?”
Rainey was about ready to say yes, but she quickly stopped herself. She never told Hedda to stop.
“No, Daddy. But she shouldn’t have done it. I had to put some on her.”
“You didn’t have to, you wanted to.”
“I needed to. She couldn’t get away with what she did.”
“You should have come to me.”
She took a deep breath. She should have gone to Daddy, and she should have said stop, but she didn’t.
“Before we left the house, I told you no throwing things or getting people messy.”
“I know,” she whispered.
Daddy had told her they had Littles getting into trouble by throwing things, and she wasn’t allowed to do it. It had completely slipped her mind once she started to play.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered.
“I know you are, but you’re still getting a spanking.”
“But, Daddy.”
“No buts. I told you not to do anything naughty. Did you think about it even once?”
She shook her head. She hadn’t thought about it at all.
“Spanking, and then all is forgiven.”
Rainey whined and got off his lap.
“I can’t go over your lap, which means I can’t get a spanking.”
Hope filled her as she said those words. How was he going to spank her when she couldn’t go over his lap?
“You’ll be standing.”
“What?”
“You’ll be standing. Your hands will be gripping the table with your bottom out. That’s how I’m going to spank you.”
“I…”
“Didn’t think I was going to have a way to spank you?”
“Yes.”
“That’s okay. Daddy has been thinking about this for a while now. That is unless you want to wait to have all your punishments after you have the baby and are cleared by the doctor.”
Rainey blinked several times, processing his words. There was no way she could wait over three months to get her spanking. It would be a constant worry in the back of her mind.
“I can keep a count of all the times you are naughty. And then we will probably spend a month working through them.”
She shook her head. “No.”
“No, you don’t want to do it?”
“Yes. I don’t want to wait that long. I can’t wait that long. I’ll worry too much.”
“Then we’ll do it now. After the spanking, all is forgiven.”
Rainey walked over toward the table and grabbed onto it, pushing her bottom out. Cold air hit her exposed pussy, and she shivered.
Daddy rubbed her bottom. “Such a good girl. If you need to say your safe word, you do it.”
She nodded.
“Words, Little girl.”
“Yes, Daddy. Red is my safe word.”
“Good girl.”
“H-how many am I going to get?”
“Daddy isn’t going to tell you.”
She let out a shaky breath.
“Ready?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
But she wasn’t ready. Rainey would never be ready for a spanking. She didn’t think anyone would be. Unless it was a pleasure spanking. She would be ready for that at any moment.
Spank. Spank.
Pain radiated across her bottom as Daddy’s hand came down. She yelled as the pain continued to grow, catching her off guard. Her hands gripped the table as Daddy continued to spank her.
Spank. Spank. Spank.
Tears pricked her eyes, and she blinked several times.
“Daddy.”
“I know. You’re okay.”
He switched where he was spanking her with each one. Her feet started to dance as she tried to get away from it.
“Stay still.”
She clenched her jaw and took a deep breath right as he spanked her sit spot several times.
“Daddy!” she yelled. “Please.”
“Almost done.”
Spank. Spank. Spank. Spank.
She sobbed, and her legs buckled. Before she could hit the floor, Daddy’s arm wrapped around her waist and steadied her. She continued to cry as Daddy helped her stand straight. Picking her up, he walked over to the bench and sat down.
Rainey continued to cry, snuggling into Daddy’s embrace.
“Shhh. You’re okay. Everything is going to be okay. All is forgiven now. Such a good girl for taking your spanking.”
She gripped his shirt as the sobs wracked her body.
“You’re okay. Daddy’s got you.”
Her bottom was on fire, and as she was sitting on Daddy’s lap, it only increased.
“Daddy,” she whined.
“You’re okay.”
“My bottom is on fire.”
“It’s supposed to be.”
She stuck her bottom lip out and sniffled.
“Such a precious girl.”
Pushing her head into his chest, she took several deep breaths. His arms felt so good around her, embracing and keeping her safe.
“You are such a brave girl. I’m so proud of you.”
Butterflies flittered in her stomach from his words.
“Are you ready to get dressed and go out?”
She immediately shook her head and whined. There was no way she would be able to go out and face them. She had wet herself in front of them. Were they going to think she was disgusting?
“What’s wrong?” Daddy asked.
“No wanna go out to see them.”
“Everything is okay. You’re okay. They aren’t going to judge you.”
“How do you know?”
Before Daddy could respond, a knock on the door stopped them.
“One second,” Daddy called out.
He helped Rainey off his lap and got her clothes. She nervously moved on her feet. Who could possibly be out there? Why were they knocking?
“Hands on my shoulders and lift one leg at a time.”
She did as she was told for the underwear and shorts.
“Such a good girl. And here’s my shirt.”
Putting her arms up, Daddy helped her put his shirt on. It was loose, but anyone could see she wasn’t wearing a bra and that she was pregnant.
Something she didn’t like or want.
“Can I have my bra?”
“Not right now.”
She opened her mouth to ask again, but Daddy walked over to the door. The closer he got, the more it felt like someone was sitting on her chest. Was he really going to let someone in the room while she didn’t have a bra on? While they could see her hard nipples through the shirt?
“Red.”
Daddy stilled and turned around. “Let me tell them to give us a coupleof minutes and we’ll talk about it.”
Was Daddy going to be mad that she had said her safe word?
After Daddy was done, he walked over to her and took her hand, leading her over to the bench.
“You said your safe word.”
“I’m sorry!” she blurted out.
“You never have to feel sorry for using your safe word. I’m happy you are comfortable enough to say it with me and not push through. Now, can you tell me why you used it?”
“I’m not wearing a bra.”
“Okay, can you explain?”
She took a shaky breath in. Rainey honestly expected him to be angry, but he wasn’t’.
“I can’t. I can’t have them see me. Please don’t make them see me without a bra. I just, I can’t do it. I need to wear one. I felt like someone was sitting on my chest as you got closer to the door, and I couldn’t breathe. Please. I promise I’ll be a good girl, but don’t let them come in when I’m not wearing a bra.”
She couldn’t say why it made her feel like someone was sitting on her chest. She just didn’t want anyone else to see her braless. It felt too intimate, and she wasn’t ready for that.
“You’re okay. You are safe with Daddy. Take a deep breath for Daddy. Hold. And slowly let it out. Such a good girl.”
Her breathing evened as he talked her through it a couple more times.
“I’m sorry I made you feel like that. I didn’t know. But thank you for explaining it to me.”
It was like a weight lifted off her chest. He really wasn’t mad at her but was actually happy.
“Let’s get your bra on, and then we’ll let Charlotte in.”
“I don’t know if I can see her.”
“She has something to tell you. I think you’ll want to hear it.”
Did she?
“Trust Daddy on this one.”
She nodded, and Daddy helped her out of his shirt before putting her bra back on.
“Ready?”
Rainey took a deep breath. “Yes.”
She didn’t want to see Charlotte after her incident. “Everything is going to be okay. She’s not going to make fun of you. I promise.”
“Okay.”
Daddy helped her sit down and walked to the door. Nerves bubbled inside her stomach as she watched Charlotte come through the door.
“I know you’re probably embarrassed; I was too when it first happened to me. I still am, but it doesn’t happen as often.” Charlotte pulled her pants down a little.
Diaper.
“I wear a diaper almost all the time, even when I work. Thankfully, my boss is a Daddy, so he understands, but a while ago, I did have an accident at work and didn’t have a diaper on.”
“Oh, no,” Rainey gasped.
“Yeah, it wasn’t the best, but my boss called my Daddy and made sure everything was okay. I didn’t come to work for a coupleof days and left my boss in a pickle since I’m the only baker there. Eventually, my Daddy made me go back, but I didn’t want to.”
“I wouldn’t go back.”
“I didn’t want to, but Daddy made me. Thankfully, my boss and his wife didn’t make fun of me. They understood and said they were grateful I was back. I think I almost threw up when Daddy pulled into the parking lot. So don’t feel bad about wetting yourself.”
“Several Littles have wet themselves here,” Daddy informed her. “Some don’t have a caregiver, regress younger, and forget they aren’t wearing a diaper. It happens and it’s okay.”
Rainey’s ears perked up as she heard some commotion outside the door. What was going on?
“I—”
“Rainey!” Tucker yelled.
Her eyes went wide.
“Can we come in? Pretty pease!”
Daddy walked over and opened the door. Tucker, Elsha, Kyle, Blaise, and Hedda walked into the room with their Daddies.
“Oh good, you’re okay. How’s your bottom doing?” Hedda asked.
“Hedda.”
“Sorry, Papa.”
“Hurting,” Rainey replied honestly.
“I think all of ours are. We all got spanked,” Tucker said. “We just wanted to come here and say we don’t care what happened. It happens to everyone at some point.”
Cheeks turning red, Rainey looked away. Was everyone going to bring it up?
“Come on! Let’s play again. I’ve got some dolls out there waiting for all of us,” Tucker exclaimed.
Daddy helped Rainey get up from her seat, and they all slowly walked out of the private room and into the main room. Her gaze went to where she had wet herself, expecting the puddle to be there, but it wasn’t.
Tears pooled in her eyes, and she started to cry again. Someone had cleaned up her mess. She was expecting to clean it up when she got out.
“Little girl, what’s wrong?” Daddy asked, cupping her face.
“They cleaned it up,” she whispered. “They cleaned up my mess. They shouldn’t have. It was my mess.”
“Aww, Little one. You’re okay.”
“They shouldn’t have.”
Daddy wrapped his arms around her as she continued to cry. She held on to his shirt, pulling herself closer. How nasty was it for them to clean up after her?
“Rainey will come back another day to play with you guys. Right now, I’m going to take her home and take care of her.”