6. Chapter Six
CHAPTER SIX
MAYLEE
M aylee sat on Ezra’s couch in his living room. Nerves ran through her as she waited and waited. Where was he? Why was he taking so long? What was he doing?
She couldn’t count how many times she had sat on this exact couch since he had moved here. It had been so many, and she had never been this nervous.
This was different—so different—and she didn’t know how to act.
“Are you okay?” Ezra asked.
Maylee let out a squeal, shot up, and looked at him with wide eyes. She had not heard him come in.
“Sorry, I thought you had heard me walk into the living room,” he said, gently.
She shook her head. She had been so distracted she hadn’t heard anything. But she didn’t have to be afraid with Ezra because he wouldn’t do anything to her.
He slowly approached her and sat down, maintaining eye contact with her the entire time. He had his thinking face on, which meant he was going to start asking her questions. What had she done now to get asked all these questions?
Ezra wrapped his arms around her and drew Maylee onto his lap. She snuggled into him and sighed. Every time he wrapped his arms around her, she loved it and wished she could spend the rest of her life in them.
He brought so much comfort and peace when he held her or gave her a quick hug. It was the one thing she looked forward to in a day—for him to have his arms wrapped around her.
“Are you feeling okay?” Ezra asked.
Maylee didn’t want to answer, but she was going to have to. He had told her while they were in the car that he would check up on her frequently.
It was sweet, but at the same time she didn’t want to discuss her feelings.
She shrugged and nuzzled her head into his chest. How was she feeling? Overwhelmed, scared, nervous, excited, and so lost.
“I need words, Lee,” Ezra said, as he ran his hand up and down her back. “You know the drill tonight. Words any time I speak to you.”
She sighed.
“I know it’s hard, but I need you to do it. It’s the only way tonight and all the other nights are going to work. We need to have open communication so we can feel each other out.”
“But you already know me so well,” she whispered. “You normally know how I’m feeling or what I’m thinking before I even say anything. ”
“I know, but this is different. This is new, and while I may see what I see, it may not be right. I don’t want to chance anything, since this is new for both of us.”
“Not new for you,” she mumbled.
“New with you. We haven’t played like this, and I don’t want to make a mistake. I don’t want to lose you.”
Okay, he had a point. While he knew her and knew how to be a Dom, it was new with her. She was new to all of this, and he wanted to take things slowly and make sure everything was okay.
Maylee really appreciated that, but at the same time she didn’t want him to be so cautious and ask her all the questions. She just wanted him to take charge and tell her what to do.
“So, how are you feeling?” Ezra asked. “I want the full truth. Even if it’s just word vomit.”
“That’s my specialty,” she mumbled and buried her head further into his chest. If that was even possible.
Maylee had never been in this position before, sitting on his lap. It had caught her off guard, but at the same time it felt so right, like she belonged there and always had.
“And I love it. It lets me see inside of what you are thinking and feeling. So don’t hold back.”
She pulled away from him and locked gazes. “I’m nervous, scared, anxious, overwhelmed, and so much more. I don’t know what I’m doing.”
Was she going to disappoint him? Was she going to mess up? There were so many things that could go wrong, and she didn’t want to mess up anything.
“You’re okay.” Ezra spoke gently. “Everything is going to be okay. It’s good to have these feelings, but we don’t want them to get so overwhelming that it clouds everything else.”
She nodded in understanding, but how was she going to change that? Her emotions were everywhere, and she had no control over them.
“And it’s okay that you don’t know what you’re doing. That is why we are here. You can mess up, and nothing bad is going to happen. Though, I don’t think you’re going to mess up,” he said. “I can confidently tell you won’t make a mistake.”
“How do you know?” she whispered.
“Because I’m a Daddy. I know things.”
Maylee didn’t know how to respond to him.
“Do you want some chocolate milk?” he asked.
She perked up at the mention of her favorite drink. “Please?”
“Please?”
“Please, Sir?” She sounded so unsure.
“I would prefer Daddy to help you get into the headspace, but if you aren’t comfortable with that, you don’t have to. If you aren’t comfortable calling me Daddy then Sir is fine,” Ezra reassured her.
She nodded. “Okay, D-Daddy,” she whispered.
It sounded so right but she was nervous calling him Daddy. What if she loved it and couldn’t stop calling him that outside of his house and their specific time? What if she slipped in public and called him Daddy? Would he be mad, embarrassed, and want nothing to do with her?
“Such a good girl,” he praised.
She gave him a smile and watched as he went to fetch her chocolate milk. He knew how to calm her down. One was by having chocolate milk, and the other was watching a movie. She didn’t think they could watch a movie right now since they were going to start whatever it was. Maylee had no clue, and it was making her even more nervous.
“How’re you feeling?” Ezra called out.
“Okay?” She raised her voice a little.
“Doesn’t sound very convincing. What’s going on?”
For some reason it was easier to talk to him while he was in the kitchen. Maybe it was because she couldn’t see him, and he couldn’t see her. He couldn’t see if her cheeks got super-hot from embarrassment.
“Wha—” She cleared her throat. “What are we going to do tonight? I’m getting nervous not knowing. I don’t think I can enjoy this if I don’t know what’s going on.”
He peeked his head out of the kitchen. “Baby bottle or sippy cup?”
Maylee started to fidget in her seat. The idea of a baby bottle intrigued her, but she didn’t know if he would want that.
“You pick?” she asked.
“Of course.” He popped back into the kitchen. “As for what we’re going to do. I had thought about starting off slow, and we will go upstairs. I’ll put you in a diaper, if you are okay with that, and give you your chocolate milk. We’ll see how you feel after that, and we may do some other things. Does that sound okay?”
Her mind was whirling at the mention of diapers. Was he just wanting her to wear it, or did he also want her to use it? All the Littles she had read about used the diapers, and it intrigued her a lot. Even more than using the baby bottle.
“Maylee?” he called. “Does all of that sound okay? Me putting a diaper on you?”
Her mouth hung open as he emerged from the kitchen, baby bottle in hand. How did he know?
“I could see the interest in your eyes when I said baby bottle,” he said, gently. “If you want to try something, let me know. I may be able to tell what you are thinking a lot of the time, but I’m not a mind reader. If I do something that you don’t like or you want more of, let Daddy know.”
She nodded as she kept her eyes trained on the baby bottle. She was finally going to feel what it was like to drink out of one. Excitement and nerves filled her stomach.
“Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
It rolled off her tongue so smoothly, and she loved it. Calling Ezra Daddy felt so natural, like it was meant to be.
“Now, is the diaper okay or do you want to go without it?” he asked.
Every part of her wanted to say use the diaper, but she was nervous. Would he think differently of her?
“Baby,” Daddy gently said. “If I suggest anything, it means I also want to do it if you want to do it. I wouldn’t suggest anything I don’t like.”
She let out a breath. “I’m okay with the diaper.”
“Such a good girl for answering Daddy.”
Maylee melted and gave him a smile. There was nothing like him calling her a good girl.
“Let’s go upstairs,” Daddy said as he held out his hand .
She grabbed his hand, and he led her toward the stairs.
“When you’re with Daddy, you don’t go up or down the stairs unless I’m with you. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Maylee felt small when Daddy talked to her like that. It made her feel like he was going to take care of everything, and she didn’t have to worry about a thing.
“Stairs aren’t for Littles. You could easily fall, and I would hate for you to get hurt. If you’re upstairs and I’m downstairs, you wait for me to come. I don’t want you near the stairs in case something happens.”
They slowly went upstairs as Daddy spoke. “That is one of your rules. Another one is no lying, safety first, and water is a must. Don’t think I don’t know you still don’t like to drink your water.”
She looked at her feet. It wasn’t her fault the water was icky. It didn’t taste like anything, and so many other things tasted better.
“I’m going to have to keep a closer eye on you now,” Daddy said as they reached the top of the stairs. “You won’t be getting away with things as much.”
Not like she got away with things before this happened. He’d kept a close eye on her before.
“This room is really special. It’s a room I have for my special Little, and inside the room is a big rocking chair and changing table we’re going to be using.”
She studied the door they were standing in front of. Maylee had passed it so many times, but it was always locked. Not that she tried to get in every time she came over, but the first time he moved in, she’d wanted to go in, and it had been locked. She didn’t have the heart to ask him what it was because it could have been private, and in some way it was.
“I always wondered what this room was,” she whispered.
“And now you will know. I’m sorry I kept this a secret for so long. I didn’t know how you were going to react, and I didn’t want to lose our friendship,” he said.
Friendship, right. Maylee needed to remember they were only friends, and nothing else could happen. How was she going to survive this? She wouldn’t, not without feeling so heartbroken and dead inside.
Maybe she should call it off and tell him she couldn’t do this. But then he would ask why, and she wasn’t ready to tell him she was still in love with him. It was something she wasn’t comfortable doing, and she didn’t want to ruin their friendship. They were best friends, and she wouldn’t have anyone else to turn to.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
She snapped out of it and gave him a strained smile. “Yep. Just excited and nervous at the same time.”
She cringed when she realized she had broken one of the rules he gave her a couple seconds ago. She was not starting with a good track record.
“That was a lie,” Daddy said.
Maylee sighed. “I’m not ready to talk about it yet.”
“Okay, whenever you are, we can talk about it. Though, if it starts to affect your health, physical or mental, you will tell me what’s going on. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Hopefully, it would never come to that. Maybe in her spare time she could join a gym and let out all her frustrations. She giggled. Who was she kidding? Maylee didn’t go to the gym.
“Why are you giggling?”
“Thought about me joining a gym,” she replied.
“If you want to, I can go with you.”
She shook her head. “No way. Sounds so exhausting and honestly not appealing. Unless I go to look at the men.” She couldn’t stop herself from babbling out the last bit.
“You will not!” he barked.
Her eyes went wide as she stared at him. She wouldn’t? That made her want to do it now.
“Don’t you dare get any ideas!” Daddy’s stern voice rang through her ears. “I will call all the gyms in this area and tell them not to allow you to join. If you want to work out, you come to me, and we’ll go to my home gym or the gym at my work.”
“What if I ask some random guy who has a home gym?” she asked, knowing exactly what she was doing.
“Nope! I will let everyone know in this town that you can’t do it. And if I find out you tried, your bottom will be roasted, and you won’t be able to sit for a week.”
She huffed out a breath. “No fun, Daddy. No fun.”
“I don’t want you to get hurt. The gym is a dangerous place, and I don’t want you befriending someone who could harm you.”
“This town is safe. With you guys and Lucas, nothing bad will happen.”
“Not true and you know that. We can’t keep the whole town safe. While we try to make it as safe as possible, something could still happen. I wouldn’t forgive myself if something happened to you.”
Maylee looked down at her feet. He worried a lot. Did she make him worry by doing things? Should she just go to work and straight home, so he didn’t worry as much.
“Sorry,” she whispered.
“No need to be sorry. I’m always going to worry about you. No matter what you do, I’ll worry.”
That made her feel even worse. Maybe if she was dead then he wouldn’t worry as much.
“I don’t like that thought.” Daddy gripped her face with his free hand. Well, the hand he freed from hers. “I don’t want you dead. My life would be so boring, and I wouldn’t have anything to live for. So don’t you ever think about if you were dead my life would be easier.”
“Sorry, Daddy.” She felt so guilty. Everything she was thinking and saying was making him correct her. Why did she have to be like this?
“Now, before we go in, I want you to know this. If I do something you don’t like, you say your safeword, red. We’ll talk about it and go from there,” Daddy told her. “But if you are unsure about it, I would try it. If you don’t like it after we tried it, then we can put it on the list of hard nos, okay?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. Ready?”
She looked at the door before looking back at him. Was she ready? She didn’t think she ever would be, but it was now or never. “Okay, Daddy.”
Maylee watched as he opened the door. The first thing she saw was the big rocking chair at the back of the room. It was massive and no doubt two, maybe even three people could fit in it.
“We’re going to put you in a diaper first, and then we’ll sit in the rocking chair as I feed you,” Daddy said.
They went over to the changing table, and she started to move on her feet, not able to stand still. She was really about to be put into a diaper. This was going to happen. She had fantasized about it several times but had never believed it would become a reality.
“You okay, baby?”
“Yes, just nervous and slightly excited,” she replied. “Okay, a lot of excitement, but I’m just nervous about everything.”
“You’re doing amazing. Let’s get you on there real quick and then into a diaper.”
Before she could say anything, Daddy picked her up and placed her on the changing table. Nerves filled her as Daddy stared at her.
“So precious,” he whispered. “Let’s get your pants and underwear off and then into a diaper before we go sit in the rocking chair. How about you lay down, and when I go to take off your pants and underwear, you put your hips up.”
She lay down on the changing table, feeling extra small on it. Her feet didn’t reach the edge and her arms were close to the other edge. She hadn’t realized how big this table was.
“I’m going to place this strap around your waist. I don’t want you to fall off.”
“You won’t let that happen, Daddy.”
“No, I won’t, but if I step away, I don’t want you to fall and hurt yourself. ”
He started to tug on her pants and underwear. She raised her hips, and he pulled them fully off. Maylee felt exposed but before she could move her hands, Daddy held them.
“No covering yourself up.”
Daddy put the strap around her waist before he just looked at her. She felt so self-conscious. When they had dated, they had sex once, but he hadn’t looked at her. Things had also changed since he had last seen her naked. What was he going to think?
“So pretty,” he trailed his fingers up her legs.
Maylee squeezed her thighs tightly as she felt herself getting turned on. Oh, his words and stare did things to her.
Daddy gripped her hair. “This is going to have to go. Not tonight, but in the future it will. Baby girls don’t have hair on their pussies and wear diapers. It’s a no-no.”
She didn’t like the thought of her having to shave it all off. Several times, she had wanted to shave her pussy, but there was the risk of cutting herself, and she didn’t want to hurt herself.
Daddy pulled a diaper out of a cupboard. “Hips up.”
Maylee raised her hips as Daddy slid the diaper under her.
“You can put it down now.”
The softness of the diaper against her skin felt even better than she had imagined. Oh, she didn’t want to take this off.
“Does my baby like diapers?” Daddy cooed at her.
She nodded and closed her eyes. It felt so amazing.
“All done.” Daddy lifted his hands. “Ready for your bottle?”
He unclipped the strap around her waist and lifted her in his arms. She let out a sigh and snuggled into his body. Everything felt so right in the moment. Like it was meant to be.
“Such a precious girl. My precious girl.”
Butterflies danced in her stomach at him calling her his precious girl. He should call her that all the time.
Daddy sat down in the rocking chair, placing her sideways on his lap. Her feet touched the side of the rocking chair while her head rested on his arm. To her surprise, it was a comfortable position.
“Time for the baby bottle. I want all of this drunk,” Daddy said. “I’ll hold the bottle and you just suck and relax.”
He pressed the nipple to her mouth, and she let it in. Maylee wrapped her tongue around it and tried to suck, but nothing came out. A whine of frustration escaped her lips.
“Shhh, you’re okay,” he murmured. “You’ll get the hang of it. Try again.”
Maylee tried once again, the yummy chocolate milk filled her mouth. She sighed and closed her eyes as she started to suck the rest of it.
“Such a good girl. Daddy’s good girl.”
She felt herself getting even more wet as he called her a good girl. He was turning her on with all his words. Did he know that? Or was this all innocent, and he had no clue?
“Daddy is so proud of you.”
Her heart started to race. He was proud of her. It meant the world to hear that.
“So proud of you. I don’t tell you that enough.”
Maylee felt even younger as she continued to suck on the baby bottle. She couldn’t describe the feeling other than feeling young, which felt amazing. She didn’t have to worry about a thing because Daddy would take care of everything. Like he always did.
“All done,” he said.
She hadn’t even realized the drink was all gone. A whine escaped her lips as she opened her eyes. She didn’t want it to be all done, she wanted more.
“More?” she said in a high-pitched voice.
“Not right now. Maybe later,” Daddy said.
She pouted. She wanted some now, not later.
“Pout any more, and your bottom will be red.”
Maylee immediately stopped pouting. She didn’t want a spanking.
Daddy placed his hand on her bladder and gently pressed down.
“No, Daddy!” she whined.
She hadn’t realized how full her bladder was until he pressed down.
“Stop!”
“Little girls need to go potty. It’s not good for you to hold it in.”
Maylee didn’t want to go pee in the diaper. While it intrigued her, it also was weird, and Daddy would have to clean her up. Was she ready for Daddy to clean her up?
“Use the diaper,” he encouraged her.
“Bathroom,” she whimpered.
“Diaper, baby girl.”
Maylee squeezed her eyes shut. There was no way she was going to be able to use her diaper.
Daddy added a little bit more pressure to her bladder. “Go potty for Daddy. ”
Her face started to heat up as she lost the battle. Her bladder strength to hold in her pee wasn’t as strong as Daddy pressing down. She started filling the diaper.
“Daddy,” she whined.
“Such a good girl. My good girl. I’m so proud of you.”
Mixed emotions were flowing through her. She was happy she made Daddy proud but at the same time she was embarrassed.
“Let’s go get you cleaned up.”
Daddy stood with her in his arms and went over to the changing table. He strapped the strap against her waist and got working on removing the diaper. She didn’t lift her hips this time. He grabbed her ankles and raised her bottom.
She would be surprised with his strength if she wasn’t so mortified. She had just peed in a diaper, and now Daddy was cleaning her up.
“This is normal,” Daddy said. “So normal for baby girls to pee in their diapers. They even go poop in their diapers as well.”
Maylee shook her head. There was no way she would be able to poop in her diaper and have Daddy clean her up. It would be all stinky, and there was just no way.
“Someday soon we’ll try that, but not today. Going potty in your diaper was enough for tonight.”
Daddy cleaned her with a wipe, meticulous with how he did so, making sure to get in every crevice.
“Going potty in your diaper is a natural thing. So many Littles do it, and you shouldn’t be ashamed.”
Maylee didn’t know if ashamed was the right word, but she was feeling something similar. It was probably mostly being embarrassed because it was intimate and different. Daddy wasn’t playing with her; he was cleaning her because she went potty in a diaper.
“You’re okay,” Daddy said as he placed a new diaper under her.
He started to rub up and down her thigh gently, bringing her comfort but also turning her on. She wiggled on the table, wanting his hand to go a little higher.
“Please,” she whimpered.
“Please what?” Daddy asked. “What’s wrong? Do I need to stop rubbing your inner thigh?”
“No!”
Daddy raised his eyebrows. “No?”
She shook her head. “No. Please don’t stop.”
“What does my baby need?”
She turned her head away from him. Was he really going to make her ask?
His hand left her thigh, and she whimpered. “No!” she whined.
“Then tell me what you need.”
“I need you to touch me!” She raised her voice. “I need you to touch my pussy and help me come!”
“That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
“No.”
“No, Sir. When we are playing and pleasure is involved, you call me Sir.”
Maylee clenched her thighs together and nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
This felt more natural to call him Sir. It was the right circumstance .
“Such a good girl. Part your legs for me,” he commanded.
She obeyed, and Ezra moved his hands up her thigh and to her pussy.
“Such a pretty pussy,” he murmured. “My pretty pussy.”
If she could gush juices out of her, she would have right now. What he had just said was hot in all caps—so delicious and made her all gooey inside.
He dipped his finger into her pussy, filling her up. She lifted her hips, wanting to feel more and be fuller.
“Please,” she whimpered.
“I think you deserve to come. You were such a good girl for Sir, going to potty in your diaper for the first time,” he said as he pulled his finger out and pushed it back in.
Her back arched and she moaned.
“This is going to be quick,” he said.
Ezra withdrew his finger then slowly added in a second. Fireworks coursed through her body as the pleasure continued to build up inside of her.
“Please!” she moaned.
He slowly added another finger, pumping them slowly inside of her.
“Sir!”
Her pleasure built up, almost to its peak. She wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Come whenever you want.”
Right as he pinched her clit, she screamed as she went go over and came. Ezra continued to slowly pump his fingers inside her as she rode her orgasm.
“Such a good girl,” he whispered.
Maylee turned her head toward Ezra and gave him a smile. That was the best orgasm she had ever had. It was saying a lot because she had only had a handful in her life.
“Let me get you cleaned up and the diaper back on. Then we can snuggle for a little while.”
She continued to stare at Daddy as he cleaned her up and fastened the diaper around her. She loved the feeling of it around her.
“Daddy is so proud of you,” he said as he picked her up. “So proud.”