Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
Thankfully, the air-conditioner repair was quick and relatively inexpensive.
After her nap, Essie had enjoyed wandering around Zander’s estate once again.
To her amazement, she remembered the basic layout of the house even though she hadn’t visited for years.
Thank goodness, Zander had taken her clothes to the laundry while she slept.
Back at Ferguson’s Folly, Essie realized she considered the large house her home now. She didn’t have any desire to return to Chicago where she’d worked before. This was where she needed to be.
Now, if she could keep expanding event bookings to pay the bills and upkeep.
So far, everything was going well. Essie needed to finish the fairy ball decorations.
That event would make or break her reputation in the community.
Each time she went into town, the buzz about costumes and questions she answered clued her in on how much everyone was watching.
“Thanks for bringing me home. I’ll run to change clothes and then head into the ballroom.” When she reached for the door handle to let herself out, Zander’s hand clamped over her thigh.
“Daddy’s job.”
When she froze in place, he nodded and slid from behind the steering wheel. Zander opened her door and helped her out. When he fell into place next to her as she headed for the front entrance, Essie said, “I can open the door.”
“Can and will are two entirely different things.”
Zander climbed the stairs with her as well. She stopped to catch her breath at the top of the flight. “Really? You’re going up to the third floor to escort me into our suite?”
“Yes.”
Once in their rooms, Zander steered her into the bedroom and opened the nursery with the key he kept in an ornate box on their chest of drawers. “In here, Little girl.”
“I can’t play, Daddy. I have stuff to do.”
“It’s time you learned more about this small key.” Zander held the metal piece up to tempt her.
“The one that opens the hidden compartment?”
“Yes. I found a number of items beside the wooden box in there.”
Essie hesitated. She had so much to do, but the temptation to see what was in that concealed space was tempting. “I really need to work.”
“If you wish to return to the ballroom, you’ll follow your Daddy’s instructions, Little girl.”
Zander’s stern voice made her bristle. “Look, Zander. You can’t always be in charge.”
He met her gaze directly and shook his head. “That’s exactly the type of control a Daddy has. We can debate this and take more of your time, or you can avoid a spanking and cooperate.”
She stared at him, fuming. Essie definitely didn’t want a spanking. “Fine!”
She stomped into the nursery and crossed her arms over her chest. “Okay, I’m here. What now?”
“Lose the attitude, Little girl. Before you go back to the ballroom, I need to make sure you’re healthy after getting so weak from the heat.”
“How?”
“If your temperature is in the normal range, you should be safe to work as long as you have frequent water breaks.”
Essie relaxed. Was that all? “That’s easy.” She brushed her hair off her forehead. Zander moved closer with empty hands, confusing her. He reached for her waistband and unfastened her pants.
Dancing away, Essie asked, “What are you doing?”
“Getting you ready to take your temperature.”
“What are you talking about?” she asked in exasperation.
Zander retrieved the keys from his pocket and gestured for her to follow him.
Walking a short distance to the mirrorless dresser, he ran his hand over the side of the heavy wooden piece.
His fingers stopped about six inches down from the top, and he inserted the small key into an opening she’d never noticed and twisted it.
A large section of wood popped out, revealing shelves. Essie immediately recognized the wooden box that held the set of plugs. She let out a gasp.
“That’s the hidden compartment?” she asked.
“Yes. Edmund stored several important items in here.”
On the bottom shelf, she spotted a leather case. Zander removed it and unzipped the sides. He opened the container to lay flat on the dresser. Essie’s gaze landed on a large, oversized thermometer with a rounded bulb on the end. She swallowed hard, instantly nervous.
“Edmund filled this storage area with health implements: the plugs, an enema syringe, a thermometer, a gynecological speculum, among other implements. All are in great shape and will allow me to care for you.”
As he’d announced various tools, Essie’s heart raced. He wouldn’t really use those things on her, right? She eased backward a step and stopped, squeezing her inner thighs together as her body reacted to her secret fantasies coming true. “I don’t need those.”
“They aren’t meant for you to use. They’re Daddy’s tools to monitor your health. Let’s get your pants off so Daddy can check your temperature.”
“No.” She shook her head emphatically.
“Yes, Little girl. You can cooperate, and this will take ten minutes of your busy schedule, or you can argue and lose. That will waste twenty minutes for your spanking, ten minutes for you to stand in the corner to reflect on your bad behavior, and ten more for me to take your temperature. How much time do you wish to spend in here? Ten minutes or forty?”
“Daddy, I’m super busy.”
“And you were extremely sick yesterday and lost an afternoon to get things ready. Your health comes first.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to take your temperature the most accurate way for Little girls. In your bottom. Ten minutes and you’re finished if the result is in the normal range.”
“I don’t want to have anything in my bottom,” Essie said, clenching her bottom. She could still remember how wearing that plug had made her feel—on edge, aroused, invaded. Even now, her panties were damp. He’d see them, and she couldn’t hide that she was turned on.
“You’re protesting a lot, Little girl. Do you think Daddy doesn’t understand that having something in your bottom excites you?”
She shook her head, denying his words. He couldn’t know that.
“Lying to Daddy will get you into bigger trouble than you’re already in.” Zander tugged her forward by her waistband and unfastened her pants.
Frozen in place, Essie couldn’t decide what to do. She bit her lip, torn between her desires, his instructions, and her embarrassment.
Zander leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead. “Let Daddy worry about everything. Simply be Little.”
She trusted Zander. He would take care of her. She exhaled and nodded.
“Good girl.” Zander guided her to the dresser and pulled a padded mat from behind the piece of furniture. It fit perfectly over the hard wooden top. The addition provided a small ledge in front. Zander shifted the thermometer case to that spot.
Before she could panic, he lifted her into his arms and placed her on her side, facing the wall.
A few seconds later, he raised her top buttock and dabbed cold lubricant on her small, hidden opening.
Zander held her securely as he pushed the large, rounded bulb of the thermometer deep into her bottom.
Essie shivered at the cold feel of the glass tube inside her.
He twisted and twirled the device inside her, keeping her focused on the invader inside her.
Each moment with Zander illustrated how completely he planned to care for her as his Little girl.
That thought thrilled Essie while simultaneously scaring her. Could she be that brave?
As if sensing she was worrying, Zander distracted her with a few additional twirls of the device inside her. Soon, he announced, “That’s the perfect spot. Ten minutes, Little girl. This isn’t so bad now, is it?”
“I don’t like this.”
“New things are scary at first. I’ll take your temperature often, so this becomes easier. Have you learned about the kink club with a Little community about an hour’s drive from here? We’ll have to check it out, so you’ll have some friends to play with.”
A flash of jealousy filled her. “When did you last go to the kink club?” she asked, glaring at him.
“I hadn’t attended for many months before you returned, Essie. I’d given up on finding the right person for me.”
“I’m the right person for you?” she asked, her anger dissolving.
“You are exactly the one I’ve searched to find.”
She wiggled happily on the mat, jarring the thick thermometer in her bottom. “Is ten minutes up?” she asked.
“Not yet, Little girl.” He stroked his hand over her buttocks before adding, “Having Daddy check your temperature wasn’t worth all that fuss, was it?”
She struggled to figure out how to answer. Admit the truth and give him more control over her, or lie and get in trouble? “The thermometer isn’t awful.”
“I’m glad. I plan to keep a close eye on you. And your cute bottom.”
“Daddy,” she wailed.
“I bet I can help you enjoy your Daddy’s attentions. Did you notice the special reward chair in the nursery?”
She immediately looked around as much as she could from her position. “Which one?”
“I’ll show you. When I discovered that keyhole. I found Edmund’s listing of Little supplies and the manuals for their use. Reading them was a challenge.”
“Why, Daddy?” she blurted.
“Because my cock about pushed a hole through my jeans as I imagined exploring all the hidden features of this room.”
“There are more?”
“Yes. Would you like to experience the chair first?” he asked, rubbing the length of her spine.
Essie nodded eagerly. “Please. I promise I’ll be good. Wait! It doesn’t have anything to do with that enema thing, right?”
“The injector? No. We’ll save that for a day when you have a tummy ache. Let me check the time. Look at that. Ten seconds left. Count down with me. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one! What a good girl you are!”
Essie squirmed with happiness at his praise. Allowing him to treat her so intimately had its rewards.
Zander slid the thick tube from her bottom and rotated it to determine her temperature. “Slightly high. That’s reassuring. We’ll check again tonight to make sure you’re on the mend. Let me clean this up, and we’ll get to your reward.”
A short while later, Zander lifted her from the mat and returned the padded top to the storage spot behind. “Okay, Essie. Clothing isn’t allowed on the special seat.”
Before she could ask questions, Zander lifted her shirt over her head and unfastened her bra. After dropping both garments on the floor, he knelt at her feet to remove her sneakers, pants, and panties. “Perfect. Come with me.”
Taking her hand, Zander squeezed her fingers gently. “You are going to love this.”
Feeling exposed, standing naked with him fully clothed, Essie struggled not to cover herself. Her Daddy did not allow her to hide from him. “There are two chairs in here, Daddy. Which one is the special chair?”
He pointed at a nondescript wooden chair in the corner. Pulling out the keyring, he asked, “Want to see what makes the seat incredible?”
“That key does something there too?”
“It does.”
Zander led her to the chair and knelt to reach under the seat. With a click of the key, he removed the center of the seat, leaving a rim to perch on that was open at the front. “Sit down for me, Little girl.”
She followed his directions but mentioned, “It’s not comfortable. I don’t think I’d call this incredible.”
“Oh, just wait. Daddy’s going to adjust you a bit to get you in the perfect spot.”
Zander shifted each of her legs wider and attached her calf and ankle to the front legs of the chair with leather strips.
“This isn’t much fun, Daddy.”
He simply grinned and reached below her to guide a hidden wand-like device from under the seat. “I had to order a replacement for this. But this seems to work well. You tell me in a minute.”
He guided the device between her legs and nestled the rounded head in her pink folds. “Let’s see if we can find the perfect spot.”
A humming sound emerged, and the wand vibrated.
Instant pleasurable sensations flooded her body.
Essie bit her lip, holding back the moan that threatened to spill from her lips.
Zander adjusted how the vibrator fit against her.
“Ahhhh!” Essie couldn’t hold back her reaction as her body jumped into instant arousal.
“Sounds like I found the right place. Let’s see how long the device takes. One, two….” Zander’s voice continued but sounded like it came from a long distance away as her entire focus centered on the sensations brewing inside her.
Essie froze and then shook from the intensity of the climax that cascaded over her. The device never paused. It continued to throb between her legs, launching her into another orgasm on the heels of that one. She came over and over again until she rested limp against the chair.
“No more, Daddy. I can’t take it.”
“You’re absolutely beautiful when you come, Little girl. Once more for Daddy.” He leaned forward to capture her nipple in his mouth. Pulling the taut peak firmly into the heat of his mouth, Zander sucked on it.
He stroked a hand over her hip and under the side of the seat to her spread buttocks. When he brushed over that small opening, already lubricated from the thermometer, Essie begged, “No, Daddy. Don’t touch me there.”
“Who’s in charge, Essie?” he asked, pressing two fingers into her tight channel.
“Daddy!” she screamed as her entire world exploded with pleasure.
“What a responsive girl you are,” he praised her as he stroked his fingers in and out of her bottom.
“Please, Daddy. Make it stop.”
Essie collapsed against the wooden back of the chair as he turned off the vibrator. She struggled to pull herself together. His inserted fingers prolonged the echoes of that massive orgasm. Finally, he removed them from her.
She couldn’t move. Zander wiped her juices away from her pussy and the lubricant from her bottom. He untied the restraints and lifted her from the chair. “You need a few minutes in your crib, Little girl to recover.”
She snuggled into the soft bedding when her Daddy covered her up, and she closed her eyes. Bliss filled her mind, erasing all the worries. She basked in the calm place he’d helped her find. Almost instantly, Essie tumbled into sleep.