Chapter 10
TEN
I don’t know how long we’ve been on the couch, Daddy holding me, but I don’t want to do anything else. He is filling this part of me that I didn’t know needed to be filled. The feeling of being taken care of and almost like I’m being loved.
“Are you feeling better?” Daddy asks.
I nod and let out a sigh of contentment. I don’t want to do anything else today or any other day. I just want to be right in his arms where I belong.
“Good. We are going to learn some commands right now. Just a couple,” Daddy informs me.
“Commands?” My eyebrows furrow. What is he talking about?
“Yes, commands,” Daddy replies, not giving me even a hint about what he could be talking about.
I glare at him, but he doesn’t pay any mind to it and sets me on the ground.
“If you are a good girl and follow the commands, then you will get a little treat.” Daddy smiles at me.
My mouth hangs open as I look at him. He can’t be serious about teaching me commands, can he?
But as I watch him open a can and grab little pebbles, my eyes go wide as he stands in front of me. He really is going to treat me like a dog.
“I’m not a pet,” I tell him once more.
“You are my pet, Little companion.” He kneels in front of me. “I paid for you, and you are mine.”
I clench my teeth together and glare at him, not caring whether I get spanked for it or not. Daddy just chuckles and stands to his full height once again.
“Sit,” he commands.
But I don’t sit on my bottom and continue to stand on all fours. Daddy’s stare narrows on me before he smiles.
“Sit.” His voice holds so much more power in the command, and I find myself sitting.
I suck in a breath, and Daddy holds out a small piece of food to my lips.
“Eat, you earned it since you were a good girl and followed my command.” He continues to hold it out.
I stare at it for several seconds, waiting for him to pull back, but he keeps his hand still. Leaning forward, I stick my tongue out and wrap it around the treat, licking part of his fingers. Daddy’s eyes darken as he stares at me.
“Stand,” he commands, and I do.
He holds another piece out, but it’s in the middle of his palm this time, and I do the same, licking it up and happily eating it. The taste is like nothing I’ve ever had before, and I want more.
“Sit.”
We go back and forth several times from sitting to standing on all fours, and I happily do it as I get a little treat every single time. This is the first solid food I’ve had since I got here. I want more.
“Good girl,” he purrs at me.
I beam up at him, smiling wide as he stares at me proudly. Something flutters in my chest, and I gently place my hand above it. What is going on with me?
“You feel it?” Daddy asks.
“Feel?” I respond.
“Yes, the connection between us. You want to please me, and when you do, you get this feeling in your chest like it’s about to explode,” he explains.
My mouth hangs open as I look at him. He knows.
“We’re going to learn one more command.” Daddy smiles. “I’m going to stand back here, and you are going to stay in your spot until I tell you to come.”
I hold my eye roll back as he walks several steps away. For someone who doesn’t know what a dog is, he is really treating me like one.
“Stay.” He holds his hand up.
My eyes are focused on the treat. That’s the only thing I want right now, so if I need to stay where I am until he tells me I can move, that is what I’m going to do. Not because I want to follow the rules he gives me, but because I want the solid food.
“Come to Daddy.” He pats his thighs.
I shakily crawl to Daddy, and when I make it, I smile wide at him as I sit on my bottom and open my mouth, ready for the treat. Daddy chuckles and shakes his head, but I keep my mouth open until he plops it in my mouth.
I savor the few chews I get before looking back at Daddy, wondering what we are going to do next. If he going to tell me more commands or are we going to sit around and do nothing.
I wrap my arms around myself as I start to get a little cold. I’ve been so far away from Daddy that my body is starting to shiver from the lack of contact. Daddy told me he’s turned up the heat, but I can’t seem to keep the heat in my body.
“Cold, Little companion?” Daddy asks.
Nodding, I look around the room. He has to have clothes for me somewhere or be able to get them. I can’t always be glued to his side , even if I wanted to. He has things he needs to do, and it’s evident by him putting me in the kennel and leaving for several hours.
“Words.” He raises an eyebrow. “We’ve talked about this before. You are intelligent, and you will use your words from now on when I ask you a question.”
“But not when someone else asks a question?” I ask, not knowing if I’m going to see anyone else for it to happen.
“No, when someone else asks you a question, you will look at me to see if you can answer. If I say no, I will answer the question for you,” Daddy replies, his tone flat and serious.
My mouth hangs open as I look at him, my whole body shivering from how cold I’ve gotten. I need clothes desperately.
“Yes, I am serious. You will look at me before you answer any question someone else asks. They will understand.” Daddy kneels in front of me. “Now, are you cold?”
“Yes,” I whisper, my teeth chattering together.
I still don’t have anything on, not even a diaper to provide just a little warmth.
“Can I have clothes?” I ask. “Or a blanket?”
There is a blanket in the kennel, but I’m pretty sure it got covered with my pee, and I don’t want it near me right now. Does he have another one?
“No,” he replies. “None that would fit or help you stay warm.”
Is he considering clothes?
“But I may have to get you clothes if I want you to come with me to the office. I don’t want other people staring at you.
As much as I would like you on display for me at all times, other people will be distracted as it is,” he mumbles to himself.
“Your blanket is washed the laundry right now, but when it’s done, I can wrap it around you. ”
He is going to make me wait until the blanket is done to get warm again?
“How long?” I ask, my voice tentative.
“An hour or two. They have to clean it thoroughly and dry it before they will send it back to us,” he replies.
Tears pool in my eyes. I don’t know if I can stay like this for an hour or two. For sure, I am going to get colder with each passing minute. Is that what he wants?
“Don’t look at me like I’m going to kill you.” His voice is strangled. “I will hold you until your blanket is done. I can’t turn the heat up in here anymore, or else I am going to be walking around naked.”
And there was a problem with that?
“Yes, there is a problem with that. I can’t answer the door if I am naked, and you are not answering the door.” Daddy picks me up and holds me close.
One of his hands is on my back while the other is under my bottom. I place my hands between his chest and mine, trying to get myself as warm as possible. He feels like a furnace against my cold skin, making me push my face into his neck. Warmth. I need warmth.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were so cold?” Daddy asks, rocking us back and forth.
“I didn’t realize,” I mumble into his skin.
It wasn’t until he was done giving me commands and we were just looking at each other that I realized how cold I was. The adrenaline running through me the whole time kept me from thinking about it.
“I may have to buy you some clothes,” he mumbles to himself. “I can’t have it this hot in here all the time.”
Part of me feels bad because Daddy hasn’t been wearing a shirt, and he took a warm shower with me earlier. I’ve seen him drink cold water and fan himself a couple of times. But at the same time, I am so cold, and I can’t stay like this forever.
There is no winning here unless he buys me clothes or always has a blanket around me.
“Clothes?” I look at him, my eyebrows raised.
He gives me a sharp look. “Don’t get used to it. If you get clothes, you will not be wearing them a lot.”
I push my bottom lip out before pressing my face back against his neck. I was hoping he would just give up and let me wear clothes at all times, but he is stubborn.
“Maybe over time your body will get accustomed to our atmosphere and you won’t always be cold.” Daddy rubs his hand up and down my back. “But until then, I will allow you to wear clothes every once in a while.”
“And the bathroom?” I mumble.
“No. You will wear diapers. Which reminds me, let’s go put a diaper on you right now.” He starts walking. “Maybe then you’ll stop rubbing your bottom against my arm.”
My face heats when I realize I’ve been doing that. But I can’t seem to help myself when I’m around him and he’s touching me. Especially when I’m not wearing any clothes and my skin is against his.
Daddy places me on the table and secures me in with the straps before gently running his hand up and down my inner thigh.
“Daddy,” I whimper, needing to feel him against me.
“You’ve been such a good girl for Daddy.” He locks eyes with me. “Are you Daddy’s good girl?”
“Yes,” I practically yell, wanting him to know I need him desperately.
He chuckles. he pushes my legs apart and, without hesitating, thrusts his tongue inside of me. My back arches as he continues drives his tongue in and out.
Mewling, I see stars as his tongue starts vibrating, enlarging with each passing second.
“Please, Daddy!” I moan, needing to feel the release.
He just picks up his pace, allowing the pleasure to course through me.
“Daddy,” I whimper as he slows a little.
I turn my head slightly to see him looking directly at me, and that’s when he picks his pace back up, the vibrations growing even more intense and sending me over the edge. He leaves his tongue inside of me for several seconds before pulling out and licking up whatever he can.
“Such a good girl.” His voice is husky.