Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
Rhodes
I didn’t have to stay still and he wasn’t frowning at me… I was starting to think I hadn’t actually met any regular Doms.
“I know something else that’s going to be fun.” Daddy wrapped his arms around me and rolled us over so he had me pinned to the bed. “A pink bottom.”
Yay.
“You said you were going to make it pretty.” He had me so squished I couldn’t wiggle but my body tried to anyway. “And you said you liked giving spankings.”
It was in his limits.
He liked happy spankings and I didn’t need to be in trouble to get one.
I really didn’t understand needing to be bad to get something that wonderful, so I was glad he wasn’t confusing even if he was a Dom sometimes.
“I do.” He gave me a quick kiss, smiling like he was thinking something wicked. “I’m going to love having you squirm, begging to come too.”
“Happy spankings get orgasms.” I’d made sure he knew that when we were talking but I liked it when he nodded again. “I’ll pretend to be naughty sometimes as long as we’re playing pretend.”
Having him actually be mad at me wasn’t fun, but I could be a naughty secretary or a bad boy who’d been teasing his professor.
“We can talk about some role-playing ideas if you’d like.” Daddy pinned my arms above me on the bed, making a pleased sound as he studied me. “I could come home and find my slave playing with himself on the bed. I’d have to make sure he knew how naughty that was.”
Oh.
I’d definitely be naughty if I was his slave boy.
“You’d have to punish me if I did that.” There were lots of ways he could punish me. “You might even need to lock my cock up so I couldn’t touch it.”
It felt like Daddy’s whole body went tight around me as he let out a low, sexy sound. “I saw a cute dolphin cock cage one time. Does that sound like fun?”
“A dolphin?” Really? “Not an ugly one?”
“Nope, no ugly cages for you.” Daddy kissed my nose before brushing his lips against mine again. It was an almost kiss that made me want to squirm and beg for more. “Just cute ones and fun ones.”
“I’m not the ugly-toy type.” Most Doms liked subs who wanted scary toys or boring ones. “I’m not the sitting still type either, so it’s okay if I wiggle on your lap?”
I’d tried that once with a sit-still kind of Dom and we’d both walked away frustrated.
Daddies were usually more understanding of wiggly boys, but they could be strict too.
“I can’t wait to see you wiggle on my lap and hump me.” Daddy’s smile sent warm sparks though me like I could already feel my spanks. “Next time I’ll get you a fun plug to wear for your spanking. How does that sound?”
“How cute?” Cute might make me come very fast.
“I’ve seen gems and rainbow ones and flowers.” Looking very thinky, I could almost hear the gears in Daddy’s head going round and round. “You can pretend to have a tail or just ones with your favorite color.”
“I’ve never had a pretend tail.” I didn’t want to be a pup sub but I could pretend for a while. “I like rainbows too, Daddy.”
I liked a lot of fun things.
“Then we’ll have to pick out some for you.” Sitting back onto his knees, Daddy straddled my legs and slowly trailed his fingers down my arms and chest. “I’d love seeing you all dressed up.”
Naked and dressed up.
As I thought about how fun that would be, Daddy teased his fingers over my nipples and down to my belly button. I was more ticklish than Daddy and wiggled as he grinned. “Oh, I found something fun here too.”
He traced around it like it was my butt and grinned as I whined and giggled. “This would also be fun if you were tied up.”
“I’d… I’d wiggle and try to get away.” He knew that, right?
“I know.” Daddy looked like a naughty villain in one of my cartoons. “You’d laugh and squirm and I’d have so much fun playing with you.”
“That…” I didn’t know the words for that. “I’d be trapped.”
Nodding slowly, Daddy shifted to sit beside me on the bed and patted his lap. “You’d be completely helpless for me to tickle and kiss.”
As I scrambled to throw myself over his lap, because I had to make sure he knew I was big excited, he pinched my nipple and snickered when I squeaked. “And pinch too.”
Hiding my face against the bed, I wiggled my butt and pretended to be scared. “That sounds scary.”
“Oh no.” Daddy ran his hands over my back and down to my bottom. “It would be so much fun. You love laughing and wiggling.”
Daddy pretended to make thinking sounds as he kneaded my bottom like it was pizza dough and sent more warm sparkly feelings through me. “You’d love pretending to beg for mercy while I made you laugh and squirm.”
He was good at playing pretend.
He was good at playing with bottoms too.
Just rubbing it was making me wiggle and all I could think about was my spanking… and how he was going to love it when I was pink… and what he was thinking about my hole… and if I could give him more kisses.
Oh.
That was so good.
Daddy gave me matching spanks, smacky ones that would make me pink right over my bottom and he moaned as I squeezed the ache and humped his lap. “You’re going to look so pretty, little firecracker.”
Spank.
Spank.
Daddy knew I had to match, but he was slow and kept stopping to rub my bottom. “I can feel how hard you are when you hump my lap.”
“I’ll get harder if you go faster.” Yes. That was a good plan.
Hmm… was laughter a good sign or a not-good sign?
Good.
Yay.
Daddy sprinkled more spanks all over my bottom, some soft ones and some big ones but mostly just right. I wanted to giggle as I thought about being his Baby Bear and he was Goldilocks but I was feeling too good to laugh.
I’d laugh later.
After my spanking and my humping and my floating.
Daddy was so good at my spanking I didn’t have to worry or think or even say sorry for wiggling. He made me floaty and heavy at the same time as he spanked and squeezed and petted my bottom, all while telling me how pretty it was and what a good boy I was.
When my bottom felt almost too good and the rest of me too heavy, Daddy finally teased his fingers over my butt and my balloon exploded up into the sky. I was Daddy’s rocket ship, not his firecracker.
And once I came back down I was going to tell him… later… much later…
“Help. Save me, Daddy.” From the window and my family. I was stuck. “The invading hordes are back.”
Daddy cleared his throat but didn’t laugh as he held the screen out so I could get my butt in the window. “Why are you climbing in this way?”
“Because the back door is locked.” Daddy had forgotten me but his screen was wiggly, so I’d been smart. “I tried that first.”
“Oh.” Daddy frowned and looked at me and the window as I finally got both halves of me in the house. “I’ll work on that… or just getting you a key.”
He was silly.
“It’s only been a week, Daddy. I can’t have a key yet.” There were steps. “We need to have inside sex and an argument first.”
Daddy said we weren’t going to rush, so he couldn’t change his mind yet.
He blinked like his brain was resetting but he was still able to function without one because he fixed the screen then took my hand. “I think we need to sit down and write out this list eventually, but let’s stay on track for the time being. You said there were invaders?”
My Knight asked good questions as he took me to the living room for safety and cuddles.
Both were very important during invasions and Daddy had a couch that was big enough for lap cuddles and even naps. All of his furniture was designed to have a Little in his lap, so he’d known he wanted to be a Daddy even when he hadn’t realized it.
Brains were amazing.
“The hordes are back.” I hadn’t even gotten any hints that the castle would be under attack. “They’re trying to get in through the drawbridge but I remembered to lock the door.”
Daddy’s lectures about being safe had come in handy.
“Good boy.” Daddy kissed my head and tried to look calm but I knew he wanted to groan and complain about the invaders too. “Now, let’s start at the beginning. Do you know why your family has descended on you?”
“No.” I was glad we were starting easy because even with the ladder, climbing over the fence hadn’t been easy. “But I was fast and dropped to the floor. Like stop, drop, and roll but for family. Stop, drop, and hide.”
His chest jerked but my Knight nodded seriously. “That’s a smart trick to remember. So you heard them at the door and then dropped to the floor?”
“Yep.” I was smart. “I crawled carefully around the house and escaped out the back. I even remembered my keys so I could lock the back door.”
No sneaky invaders coming from the rear.
Rear.
Ha.
“Why are you giggling?” My happies made Daddy happy too. “No. Don’t get me distracted looking cute.”
I wasn’t going to promise that, so I kissed his cheek as Daddy sat down on the couch and pulled me onto his lap. “I’m smart, Daddy. I even remembered my phone and my wallet, so I can move and don’t ever have to go back.”
I’d have to get new toys, but I liked shopping.
“You are very smart but I think between the two of us we can figure out how to set some boundaries.” Daddy did his best to sound confident but we both knew it was impossible to teach invaders boundaries.
That’s why they were invaders.
They didn’t have manners either because they were getting loud and I could hear them through the window.
“You can figure it out.” That was one of the things Daddies were for… I’d seen it online. “I’ll wait here.”
He finally chuckled and shook his head, but I knew I could convince him to save me. “Are you sure this is a Daddy job?”
“Yes. Positive.” Super-duper positive. “Thank you very much.”
Ha.
I had better manner than the invaders.
“You’re welcome.” He was wearing a silly smile but he didn’t try to tell me I was wrong. “Alright. I need details. Which part of the enemy is trying to storm the castle?”
I groaned and collapsed against Daddy. “So many. Lots. Hordes.”
“You don’t know who’s out there, do you?” Daddy tried to sound serious but he was being silly on the inside.
“Nope. Stop, drop, and hide. I didn’t look because that’s like turning around in a scary movie and I’m too smart to die first.” I’d die last and it would be amazing. “I heard their voices, though. It’s lots. They were quiet first… trying to be sneaky.”
Daddy kissed my head and snuggled us lower on the couch so I was almost lying on him. “Then we’ll hide here for now and we’ll start our date earlier than we planned.”
I liked that plan.
“I cleaned my bathroom and picked up my toys, but I didn’t want to do laundry. So I didn’t.” I was just going to buy more clothes. “Don’t worry. I have a plan.”
“If it involves shopping, I’m going to have something to say about that.” Daddy sighed when I giggled. “Okay, I think us doing our cleaning separately might not have been the best plan. How about if after I chase off the invaders we go back to your castle and I’ll help with the laundry?”
Yay.
“I can help clean other stuff here. We’ll trade.” I’d be Daddy’s good helper. “Oh, I can trade kisses for laundry.”
I was so smart.
Sitting up, I wiggled around until I was naughty-sitting on his lap. I even rocked back and forth to look cute and rub my penis against his. “I can give you cute kisses or silly kisses and then you can help with the clothes.”
They were everywhere.
I was accidentally magical because they just kept multiplying.
Daddy sighed and tried to look frowny but his eyes were smiling. “Are you trying to bribe me with kisses on my cock to do your laundry?”
“Yes.” Smart Daddies were the best. Kiss. Kiss. “Cute first and then silly second.”
Ha.
That was funny.
Oh. No.
That sound wasn’t funny.
We’d been found.