Chapter 11
ELEVEN
ONE WEEK LATER.
“Are you ready to go to the office with me?” Daddy asks.
He has been working on commands with me over the past week while keeping me close to him.
He told me he wasn’t going to give me a treat every time I followed one of his commands, which is dumb.
If I do them, I should get rewarded for it.
Daddy has been feeding me a bottle twice a day while holding me close to him.
I asked him why he was feeding me with a bottle and not making me drink out of the bowl, and he said he wanted me close to him. I can’t complain too much since I love being held by him and taken care of.
Something I thought I would never like.
“Little companion?” he calls out his nickname for me.
“Yes?” I reply.
“Are you ready to go to the office?” he asks once again. “I need to go do some things.”
I look down at my naked form. Daddy didn’t want me to have a blanket with me and wrap up to try and cover myself, but he’s been staying close enough that I don’t get too cold.
“Naked?” I ask.
I would even take a diaper right now if it meant I didn’t have to be completely naked.
“We’re going to get you dressed. I got some clothes delivered today.” He smiled.
I beam up at him and bounce on my bottom as we stare at each other. He got me clothes?
“Come on.” He holds his hand out.
He picks me up easily and holds me close as he walks into the room he changes me in.
I don’t think it’s his bedroom, but I wouldn’t know since I’ve still been sleeping in the kennel.
That has still been hard on me, especially after I wet myself in there when he left for several hours.
But Daddy continues to send me in there during the night.
Daddy is quick to put the diaper on me before he walks into a smaller room and grabs a shirt. He carries me over to the bed and sets me down.
“Arms up,” he commands.
I lift my arms and he helps put my shirt on that reaches to just above my stomach. My mouth hangs open as I look at the shirt. It’s basically a bra but in shirt format.
“Pants?” I ask as I look up at him.
He shakes his head. “No pants. Just your diaper and the shirt.”
I push my bottom lip out. He can’t expect me to wear something like this with other people around, can he? Does he know how cold I’m going to be when we walk outside?
“But I’ll get cold,” I mumble.
“You’ll be either strapped to my chest in a carrier or you will be sitting at my feet where you will lean your head against my leg so you will stay warm,” Daddy informs me.
I open my mouth, but he raises his eyebrow, and I keep my comment to myself. At least he put a diaper on me, so if I have to absolutely go to the bathroom, I can use it and not ask him in front of people if he hadn’t put one on. But if I do pee, I’m going to have to ask him to change me.
Either way, people are going to know if they are in the office with Daddy.
“We are going outside?” I ask as Daddy picks me up once again.
“No.” He shakes his head. “We are going several floors down. My office is in this building, but last week I had to go to a different building to talk to someone.”
I didn’t even know he left the building last time. I knew he said he rode the elevator, but that was all.
“Remember the rules. If someone asks a question, you look at me first to see if you can answer or not,” Daddy reminds me as we walk out of the apartment.
“There will be several people coming in and out of my office needing things, so be prepared for them to look at you. You and the other girl are the only humans on Venkoria, and everyone is curious.”
I nod and lean my head against his shoulder. I’m still a little heavy from gravity, but it’s gotten a little better every day. I don’t like to crawl and want to walk on my own two feet, but Daddy won’t let me.
“You are not going to crawl to the office, but when we get there, you will crawl around and not walk on your own two feet. Understood?” Daddy asks.
“Yes, Daddy,” I murmur.
He knows I desperately want to walk, but I tried that once earlier this week and got a really bad spanking. To say that has deterred me is an understatement. But I still want to do it.
I want to feel what it feels like, but I know why Daddy isn’t letting me. It takes me longer to crawl around places, and he wants to keep a better eye on me. If I’m on my own feet, I can go anywhere and sneak away from him.
He also wants me to be dependent on him.
But do I want that? I’ve been so independent all my life, and all of a sudden, he wants me to rely on him. It’s been a struggle
“Are you okay in elevators, or is it just being near windows?” Daddy asks as we get on the elevator.
I look around, not knowing whether I am or not. The only time I was in an elevator was when he first brought me here, and I wasn’t focused on it.
“I think just windows and being able to see outside,” I whisper as the doors close behind him.
I hold my breath as we move downward, but I don’t feel the same panic coming over me like when I stand near a window.
“If it ever changes, you let me know. I can give you medicine before we ever go out on the elevator to help you stay calm.” Daddy runs his hand through my hair. “I don’t want you feeling anxious.”
I don’t like feeling anxious either. I don’t like feeling scared like I felt when he tried showing me out the window.
“Do you still worry when you are not right next to me?” He asks as the doors open.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, not really wanting to answer him. If I say no, then will he leave me for longer times? But if I say yes, will he try to leave so I get used to not always being around him?
Unease fills me as I hear chatter down the hallway. My grip around his neck tightens, and I bury my face in his neck, not wanting to look at the other people.
“You are answering me when we get to my office,” Daddy runs his hands up and down my back in a soothing motion. “Chale. I wasn’t expecting you for another hour. What are you doing here?”
Who is Chale? My curiosity isn’t enough for me to look out and see what he looks like.
“Raydn. And who is this?” he asks, completely ignoring Daddy’s question.
“This is Adryn, my Little companion. I bought her a little over a week ago,” Daddy replies as he sits in a chair, holding me close. “Adryn, this is my friend Chale. We work together.”
I don’t move from my spot, though. I don’t want anyone to see me in so little clothing. Back on the space station, we wore long dresses that covered everything, so we were modest.
But we aren’t on the space station anymore.
It’s something I need to come to terms with because I don’t think I’m ever going back there.
“Little companion, look at Chale and say hello,” Daddy gently says, but underneath it is a command, letting me know if I don’t do it, there will be consequences.
I pull back slightly and look at Chale. He looks exactly like Daddy, but he has a beard.
“Hello there, Little one. How are you?” he asks.
I open my mouth but quickly close it and look at Daddy. I have no doubt Daddy would spank me in front of someone else, and I don’t want that.
“Good girl,” Daddy purrs and kisses my lips.
I stare at him in shock. This is the first time he has kissed my lips, and it was just a quick peck in front of his friend. Wh…what?
“You may answer.” He smiles.
I continue to stare at him, not knowing how to function. And by the smile he is giving me, he knows exactly what he did.
“Adryn?” Chale gets my attention.
“I’m good,” I whisper, still looking at Daddy.
It was so quick, but I could still feel the little sparks dancing across my lips. Am I just imagining them? Probably, but right now I don’t care. I want to kiss him back, but I hold myself off, not wanting to do it in front of his friend.
“Now, will you answer my question from before?” Daddy raises an eyebrow.
My eyebrows scrunch together as I tilt my head to the side. What is he talking about?
“If you still feel anxious when you aren’t near me,” Daddy reminds me.
“Oh,” I mumble. “Um.”
I look at Chale before looking back at Daddy. Does he really want me to answer in front of his coworker?
“Don’t worry about Chale. He knows about medical stuff and won’t tell anyone what you say.” Daddy gently rubs his thumb across my cheek.
Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes for a couple of seconds before looking back at Daddy.
“Yes,” I whisper and suck in a breath, waiting for Daddy to tell me he’s going to leave me for several minutes or hours at a time so I get over this.
It’s that or him giving me medicine when he does leave. But I know even if he gives me medicine, I’m still going to feel it.
“Does she get anxious often?” Chale asks.
Daddy said he wouldn’t pay any attention to what we are saying.
“I think it’s just when she isn’t close to me, or are there other times?” Daddy looks at me.
I immediately flick my eyes away from him.
“Little companion.” Daddy guides my face back to him. “What aren’t you telling me?”
I shrug my shoulders and keep my mouth shut. Why did Chale have to say something like that to Daddy? Everything was perfectly fine without him saying anything.
“Answer me,” Daddy commands.
I let out a breath. “Just when I’m not near you.” It’s partially true.
He raises an eyebrow, and I know I’ve been caught.
“Do you feel this way when he is in the same room as you but isn’t close?” Chale asks.
“Shhh,” I look over at Chale, pleading with my eyes to stop asking these questions.
He chuckles and shakes his head. “I’m going to take that as a yes.”
I lean my head into Daddy’s chest, taking a deep breath. This is all a huge mess.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Daddy asks, rubbing his hand up and down my back. “Why didn’t you let me know you were feeling anxious? I could have given you medicine.”
“I don’t want you to punish me by leaving and not giving me any medicine!” I raise my voice and pull away from him.