Chapter Eleven
This sweet boy was incorrigible. He was going to test my limits and my patience, that was for certain.
I looked forward to the challenge he was going to be.
It did mean I was going to have to step up my game as a Master.
I knew where to draw lines and what punishments worked with bratty subs, but I was going to have to have a sit down with Aiden and Cal to get their perspectives on being a daddy.
I was ready to leap in with both feet, but I had to rein myself in and consider Cullen’s needs.
All that mattered in that moment was the fact that he was in my arms and was listening to what I had to say.
We would need to work on his self-esteem, and he needed to take better care of himself.
I'd heard through Rhys and Aiden that Cullen didn’t eat regular meals and sneaking in sugary treats was more an ‘all the time’ thing than an occasional one.
How was my tenacious doctor going to react when I put my foot down?
Well, first, he had to agree to being my boy, my sub, my perfect man.
I had already come to terms with how ridiculously fast I was falling for him, but this was Cullen, the man who made me lose my voice the first time I saw him.
I looked at our reflection in the mirror, at Cullen in my arms dressed only in his pretty lace panties and dress shirt, and I realised I wanted this every day.
Fuck, I wanted to claim him, lay him on the bed, and fuck into his sweet arse until the only thought he had in his head was my name, but I needed to be the responsible Daddy and Dom I hoped I was, and that meant Cullen and I needed to talk…but after dinner.
“Okay, Princess, you get started on the tidy up, and I’ll call the fish shop.
Nell doesn’t do delivery, but that’s okay, I can run down when it's ready.” Cullen nodded as he moved towards a pair of trousers laying on the floor, then lifting them up as if to put them on, which struck me with a wonderful idea.
“Wouldn’t you be happier in this?” I reached down and picked up a delicate tulle skirt in the softest of pale greens slightly different to the one I saw him tuck in his bag at the club.
Cullen's eyes went wide, and his cheeks flushed. “I—”
“Too much, sweetheart?” While I thought Cullen being able to regress and relax a little in his middle space would be good for him, I didn’t want to push him into something he wasn’t ready for.
“No, it’s just…I’ve never had someone with me when I regressed.
I’m not even certain if I’m little, middle, or something in-between.
” Cullen sat on the edge of his bed and looked around his room.
“Last night was the first time I’d submitted in ages, and I’m afraid it's opened up a flood gate. I'm hungry for everything, but I’m afraid it’ll be too much for you.
” I pushed aside the blankets and sat down next to him and pulling him into my arms. I kissed his forehead.
“You’re never going to be too much for me, Cullen.”
Cullen shifted in my arms to turn to look at me. “You can’t know that.”
I touched his cheek gently. “I can. I’ve been wanting this since the moment I saw you.
Cullen, you were drawing out my Daddy Dom instincts even before I knew what was happening, you with your sass and backchat revved up my engine in a way I didn’t understand.
I can’t say what’s going to happen to us in six months’ time, no one could, but I can tell you what I feel in my heart. ”
Maybe it was way too soon to start talking about feelings and hearts, but Cullen brought out the impulsive side in me.
Cullen reached out and took the skirt from my hand. “I want to wear my skirt and be Daddy's princess.”
“Oh baby, Daddy would like that very much. First, I want to make sure you know to use your safe word at any time, and we’ll still go with the stop light system, okay?”
Cullen gave me a firm nod. “Yes, Sir.”
“Now. I know this wasn’t planned. but I feel more than comfortable taking the reins tonight. sweetheart. Aiden told me how busy it’s been both at the hospital and at the clinic.”
Cullen let out a tired breath. “It’s been crazy.
This year’s flu season has barely started, and everyone is getting sick.
I really need to get another doctor in to help at the clinic, but I don’t like feeling like I’ve failed, like somehow, I’m letting down the town if I get another doctor in.
” Cullen abruptly stopped talking, his eyes widened.
“I can’t believe I just blurted all of that out. ”
“You’re in a safe space, and I’m glad you felt comfortable enough to share that with me.
I can’t imagine the level of stress you’re under on any given day.
The worst thing that can happen in my day job is that someone hates their haircut, or the dye goes wrong.
You have people’s health and well-being in your hands. ”
“I’m just a small-town GP.” Cullen shrugged, trying to brush aside his importance to this community.
“You are much more than that, Princess, but we can work on these self-esteem issues at a later date. Right now, I want you to be able to relax and enjoy your night with me.”
“I still have to clean my room first, right?”
“Yes, darling, you do. But if it's any consolation, I’m more than happy to provide kisses for encouragement.”
Cullen’s answering grin was bright enough to light the whole of Tewsbury.
“You say that you’ve never been a Daddy before, but I’m going to go out on a limb and say you’re a natural.
I’ve never had anyone want to be my daddy.
My Master? Yes. My Dom? Yes, but they’ve never wanted to explore Daddy kink with me.
” Cullen wiggled in my lap, his lace-covered arse pressing down on my already interested cock.
I let out a surprised laugh when Cullen bopped my nose.
“Don’t let the praise go to your head. I can still knock you down a peg or two. ”
I pulled back and narrowed my eyes, trying not to ruin the effect by laughing. “Little Princess, don’t forget who’s the Daddy here.” The answering cheeky grin had me chuckling. My little Princess was going to be a handful and a challenge.
“Yes, Daddy.” I tackled Cullen back onto the bed and peppered his face with kisses.
“Say that again, Princess.”
Cullen's gorgeous eyes lit up, and I watched as he licked his lips before shooting me his most sensual smile. “Yes, Daddy.”
“My beautiful Princess is a bit of a minx. While you start folding clothes, let's start talking about rules and limits while you’re in your middle space.” I sat back up, pulling Cullen with me, so he sat back astride my lap.
Cullen groaned dramatically and threw in an eye roll to let me know just how much he found the whole idea of talking limits annoying. He was already slipping into his middle space, and I didn’t want to keep that from him, but we needed to talk first.
“Fine. I know we need to, but my brain has latched onto being your Princess, and I need it,” Cullen answered.
“I know, baby, but you know how important it is.”
Cullen let out a put-upon sigh. “Okay.”
“It won’t take too long, Pretty, but it also means we can have a fun, uninterrupted play time.”
Cullen slumped in my arms, pushing his lips out in a soft pout. “I guess. What do you want to know?”
“Let’s start with an easy one. How much control do you want Daddy to have while you’re in your middle space?”
As Cullen mulled over my question, he had started to trace shapes on my chest. “I’m tempted to give you all the control, but I’m not sure. What do you think?”
“I think for our first playtime, it would be good to let me take the lead and let you regress without having to worry about things.”
Cullen looked up and smiled at me. “Yes, I like that.”
“Perfect. Why don’t you let me help you get your pretty skirt on, then you can start picking up your clean clothes for me? I’m going to phone and order us some dinner.”
Cullen had, with some gentle prompting, collected all his clean clothes and neatly folded them into a slightly crooked pile on the chair next to his dresser. He flitted about his room, his featherlight skirt floating around his legs as he ran to place his clothes neatly.
My phone chimed to let me know our order was ready.
Cullen had been very loud in his opinions on what fish he wanted and then used some colourful swear words when I pointed out the salad options I’d be getting as well.
The huffing and puffing died off once I threatened corner time.
It seemed that was something my sweet little princess was not a fan of at all.
“Okay, Princess, time to wash your hands and face and go set the table. I'm going to head down and get our order. I think they even threw in a potato fritter for you.” Cullen did a little jig for joy, which made me smile. “You’re still going to try some of the salad I ordered, aren’t you?”
Cullen bolted past me giggling, but not fast enough. I was able to grab an armful of cheeky boy. “Got you.”
Cullen's laugh was light and carefree. I wanted to see him like this more often.
“Kisses, Daddy.” Cullen looked up at me and there was not a man alive who could refuse those gorgeous eyes.
“Any time, baby.” Cullen relaxed against me as I kissed him slowly, and Cullen’s hands came around my waist, grabbing my shirt.
Cullen tasted like the toffees I knew he’d been sneaking, and he came alive as I deepened the kiss, our tongues brushing against each other.
I took control moving him until he was against the wall.
I lowered my hand and caressed my boy through the folds of his diaphanous skirt, then broke our kiss and smirked, fondling Cullen's cock. “Hmm, is my princess hard for Daddy already? Are you making a mess of your pretty panties?”
Colour creeped up Cullen's cheeks, and his eyes danced. Seems like he enjoyed the embarrassment. “Well, you’re going to have to behave, and no touching your cock, pretty one. That’s daddy’s property.”
Cullen let out a sharp breath, his dark eyes turning glassy. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Now why don’t you go do as Daddy asked, and I will go pick up our order.” I let Cullen go but not before I kissed him again a few more times. His lips were addictive, as were his sweet smiles.
“Don’t be long, Daddy.”
I wasn’t expecting how hard those words hit me in the heart. Cullen, with his sharp wit and gruff personality, had drawn me in, and the Cullen who danced around his room twirling in his skirt and giggling? Well, he’d damn well stolen my heart.