Chapter 17

SEVENTEEN

“Daddy and his friend are going to talk for a couple of minutes. You are going to stay in your kennel,” Daddy explains.

“Do I have to?” I look up at him.

Daddy smiles at me sadly. “Ronal and I need to talk about something serious. It can’t wait any longer. I need you to be a good girl and stay in your kennel while we are talking. I will have my eye on you the whole time.”

“But why do I have to stay in my kennel?” I ask.

“Because Daddy said so. You need to. Daddy is also going to turn on your translator so you can’t understand what we’re saying,” Daddy says as he steps in front of the kennel.

My mouth falls open, and I shake my head. “You can’t do that to me!”

“Daddy can, and Daddy is going to. It needs to happen. We are going to be talking about something serious, and I don’t want you to get hurt when you listen,” Daddy gently says.

“It’s not going to be for a long time, so don’t worry.

But you won’t be able to understand anything we say.

If you need anything, you can call out my name, and I will hear you. ”

I push my bottom lip out as I look up at him. “I don’t want that.”

“I know you don’t, but it won’t be for long. Before you know it, everything is going to be over, and you will be able to understand me. But I need you to be brave for a couple of minutes so that Ronal and I can talk. It’s super important,” Daddy says as he runs his thumb across my cheek.

“Can you just hold me while you talk? I can go to sleep, so you won’t have to turn off the translator,” I rush out.

Daddy shakes his head and helps me get into the kennel.

“I’m sorry, Little one, but we can’t do that.

I can’t hold you while I talk to him because we are going to be using our hands to explain things.

I don’t want to wake you up if you fall asleep.

Why don’t you fall asleep in the kennel, and then you won’t even know that the translator is turned off. ”

Tears pool in my eyes as I look at Daddy through the bars. “But,” but I stop myself from completing the sentence.

Even if I were to fall asleep, I would still know that the translator has been turned off. What if something happens and Daddy has to go away, and I don’t understand? There are so many things that could go wrong.

“Everything is going to be okay,” Daddy says as there is a knock on the door. “It will be over before you even know it, so don’t worry. I’m going to be over there the whole time, and you won’t have to be scared. Nothing is going to happen to you.”

I open my mouth, but before I can say anything, Daddy presses something on my collar and closes the kennel door. I blink, letting the tears fall as Daddy walks away.

“Daddy,” I whimper.

He doesn’t look over at me as he opens the door. Another man walks, and his eyes connect with mine, but he quickly looks away and starts talking to Daddy. My heart sinks when I really can’t understand what they are saying. He is really keeping me in the dark about everything.

But why?

What is it that they are talking about that needs to be so secretive?

Hurt flashes in me as they sit on the couch and start talking. I just want to be close to them and hear what they are talking about, to understand. Is it something that important that they can’t even let me, a human, listen in on? Are they worried I’m going to go tell someone?

But I don’t have anyone but Daddy to talk to. Everyone else is a stranger who I have no desire to talk to at all.

Daddy looks over at me and smiles before gesturing for me to fall asleep. I wipe away my tears and lie down, pulling the blanket over me. Does he not feel guilty?

I blink several times, trying to keep the tiredness away, but with each blink, my eyelids grow heavier, and before I know it, darkness surrounds me.

“Little one, it’s time to wake up.” A gentle voice wakes me. “Come on and wake up for Daddy.”

I crack my eyes open to find Daddy’s face on the other side of the kennel. How long was I out for?

“Come on out. Daddy wants you close to him.” He opens the door.

He helps me out and holds me to his chest as he walks over to the couch, sitting and snuggling me.

“Sorry it took longer than expected,” Daddy gently says. “He had a lot more information than I thought he was going to have.”

“What did you talk about?” I ask, hoping he will tell me something.

“We were talking about the man you saw in the hallway,” he replies.

My eyes go wide, and I pull away to look up at Daddy. “Did they find him? Are they going to take him in? Did they find any evidence?”

“Wow, Little one. Everything is okay. Just calm down and let me tell you about it.” Daddy chuckles.

“Why did you have to keep it a secret if you were going to tell me what he said?” I ask.

Was it just to see if I would not fight him as much? Did it want to do it because he could?

“I didn’t want you to have to listen to the gory details about it,” Daddy replies. “While there wasn’t anything too bad about what he said, I didn’t want you to listen to it and possibly have nightmares. I want you to relax and let Daddy take care of everything.”

I twist my hands together and take a deep breath.

“What did he say?” I whisper, worried that it’s not going to be good.

“He said that there has been a lot of evidence piling up against the man for several months. Having him on video has helped a lot, and he is going to be sent to prison,” Daddy replies.

“He has already been taken into custody and will no longer bother either one of us. We don’t have to worry about him. ”

My body relaxes, and I smile at Daddy. “I’m glad. I was worried that he would do it to some other girl, or he would come back to me when you were gone, and I wouldn’t be able to do anything.”

I haven’t thought about it much, but when I did, it was always the same thing over and over again. Never knowing if, when Daddy went to his room for the night, and I was in my kennel, he would come into the apartment and come and take me.

I shiver at the thought, and Daddy pulls me close to him.

“He isn’t going to come to get you or any other girl. So you don’t have to worry.” Daddy runs his hands up and down my back. “Everyone is safe now.”

“Is Venkoria normally safe?” I ask.

He nods. “Yes, this is very rare. Everyone respects each other and doesn’t do anything to harm anyone. The last time we had a case like this was over forty years ago.”

I hum and lean my head on his chest, relaxing even more.

“What does Ronal do?” I ask.

“He is in security. He makes sure that the buildings are safe. He has been trying to find out where this person had gone. When I called him to look into our camera, he finally found the culprit. He makes sure that the ships going to your space station are also safe and have no one on them who will harm the girls,” Daddy explains.

“If there is anything wrong with any security, he goes over there and fixes it. He is constantly busy.”

“Will he find a girl of his own?” I can’t help but ask.

Daddy hums and looks over at the window. “I’m not sure. I know he wants one, but he may not have enough time to dedicate to her.”

“He should hire someone to help him, so they can share the responsibility. Then they both can have a girl,” I smile great big. “Or two people, so then it won’t be as much. That way, all of them will have time with their own girl.”

Daddy runs his hands through my hair and smiles. “You are so right. I’ll let Ronal know the next time I see him.”

I snuggle into Daddy’s chest and relax, feeling accomplished for what I just suggested.

“Maybe when the girls come to Venkoria and are in the cages, you could have someone who has been here for a while go talk to them to help lessen the fight that the other Daddies will have,” I offer.

“I think it would be wise because then you can have so many more special, happy moments together and not fight like we did. I think it would help the other girls not be as scared since they will have someone to talk to when they get here who has experienced what they are going through.”

I wish I had something like that. It would have made everything so much better… I think.

“Sadly—”

“I really think it would help everyone. I think it would be wise to do it since no one knows how to act. We’ve never been around males before.

To be honest, I was scared and didn’t want to be anywhere near you.

I think if we were able to talk to other girls and let them know that they can trust you, it will all be better in the end,” I rush to say, trying to get him to understand where I am coming from.

“And it will help you as well, not only us. Just think of the benefits your kind will get if you let us talk to the other girls before they go to their owners. It will be much easier for everyone. The girls will be able to trust their owners faster, and everyone will live a happy life sooner.”

But it will be a lot more impactful for the girls.

I know they will struggle if someone doesn’t explain that they aren’t going to hurt them and that they don’t mean to treat us like dogs.

Or, at least, Daddy hasn’t in some ways.

They didn’t know we could talk and take care of ourselves.

They didn’t know anything about us before.

“Leah,” he gently says.

“I don’t like it when you call me that,” I mumble.

“I need you to listen to me, that’s why I said your name. You were interrupting me.”

I sigh and nod. “I’m sorry.”

Daddy cups my face with his hands. “Everything is going to be okay for them.”

“So you’ll let one of us who has been here talk to the new girls?” I look up at him, excited.

Daddy shakes his head. “No, you won’t be able to talk to them about it.

You won’t be able to visit them until their Daddies say it’s okay.

They are not mine or yours to talk to freely.

They have an owner. Most of them don’t want their girls to talk to anyone until they get used to them, their Daddies. ”

“But they have to know the benefits,” I try to tell him. “There are so many.”

“There are, but this is how it is. We can’t just go there to talk to them.

You have to understand that. There are rules, and we can’t break them,” Daddy gently says.

“So they will have to go through that hard time, like you did. Will it take some of them some time? Yes, but it’s okay.

They are going to be fine because their Daddy is going to take care of them and make sure they have everything they need. Just like I did for you.”

I sigh and nod again, knowing if I try to talk about this anymore, it won’t get me anywhere.

“Let’s snuggle and relax. They are all going to be okay.” Daddy kisses my forehead.

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