Raydn

Chapter 17

SEVENTEEN

“All done.” Daddy wraps the diaper around me.

Nerves bubble inside of me as I look at him. It’s been a day since he gave me a time limit, and I’m just waiting for him to ask me about it. Or is he waiting until I talk about it first? I chuckle at the thought. There is no way I’m bringing it up first, and he should know that.

“Are you okay, Little companion?” Daddy asks as he places his hand on my stomach.

The straps are still around my waist and wrists, holding me down. What would it be like to have one around my collar, really making sure that I am safe and secure? Would it feel the same with his hand around my neck?

“What are you thinking?” He cocks his head to the side.

Shaking my head, I fill my lungs with air and look away from Daddy. If he and I were to have sex, would he get me pregnant? I shudder at the thought, not wanting to grow a human being or an alien in my body.

I want Daddy all to myself, and if we get pregnant, I would have to share him.

“Little companion,” Daddy gently says as he rubs my stomach. “What’s wrong? Are you worried about talking to me?”

I look over at him and nod.

“Talk to Daddy. I’m here.” He gives me a small smile.

I take a deep breath and slowly let it out before opening my mouth, ready to talk. But no words come out. I can’t seem to get anything out that I want to.

“You’re safe here,” he reminds me.

“Can I get pregnant from you?” I blurt out.

If we can, it changes what I want to talk to him about. It changes everything I want to do with him. But maybe they have some medicine that can help me not get pregnant.

He tilts his head to the side even more, his hand stilling on my stomach.

“I’m sorry!” I yank against the restraints on my wrists. I need to get out so I can get away from him and hide.

“Where did this come from?” Daddy asks.

I shake my head. “I’m sorry! Please just let me down and leave me alone.”

“No.”

My mouth falls open. “No?”

“Yes, no. You are not going to get out of this, and we are going to talk about it right now. If you want to continue to be restrained so you don’t leave, we can keep you this way.

If you want to go sit on the couch and be on my lap, we can do that as well, but you will not be walking away from me to get out of this conversation,” Daddy tells me.

I open and close my mouth, not knowing what to say.

“What will it be?” he asks.

“I don’t know,” I mumble.

“We’ll stay like this until you do,” he states. “Now, tell me why you brought that up. What’s going on through your head?”

Annoyance bubbles inside of me. “Why can’t you just answer my question without asking me all of these questions?”

He does it every single time, and it annoys me to death. He can never just answer my question, but always has to ask so many before.

“Because I am your owner, and I can do what I want,” he replies, giving me a knowing look. “Now, why are you asking?”

“Because I want to know!” I spit loudly.

All Daddy does is raise his right eyebrow, and I look away from him.

“Why?” he asks again.

“Because I don’t want to get pregnant. I don’t want a baby to take you away from me. Selfish of me to think that way, but I want you all to myself,” I explain and gaze at him at the last second.

I take several deep breaths as we just stare at each other. Daddy doesn’t say anything, and after a couple of minutes, a smile spreads across his face.

“Good. I don’t want you to get pregnant either. I want you all to myself. I want you to be my Little companion and no one else,” Daddy replies.

My whole body relaxes on the changing table as I hear those words.

“Do you know if I can get pregnant from you?” I ask.

This is if Daddy even wants to have sex with me. He could be perfectly content with just sticking his tongue in me. He talked about how he hasn’t had sex in a long time since the females don’t need him and that they don’t have any emotions toward it when they do have sex.

Isn’t this what it’s all about?

The emotions you feel when you have sex with someone?

I wouldn’t know since I have never had sex with anyone before, but the headmistress talked about it a lot.

How, back then they all picked the right partner because of the emotional connection they had with them.

But we would never have that with anyone since all the males from Earth are gone now.

But maybe we can have it with the Venkorians.

“I don’t, but Yamal does, and we can ask him. He has to know more by now,” Daddy replies and starts to pull the restraints from me.

He picks me up and holds me close as he walks into the living room. He hasn’t made me get into the kennel yet, and I’m grateful for it. I don’t know if it’s the same as the one I peed in, but I don’t want to go back into it.

But he walks right up to it, takes the top off, and places me in the kennel before I can say anything. I try to stand, but Daddy places the top on, enclosing me in it. After crawling to the front of the kennel, I grab hold of the bars.

“Daddy!” I yell. “Don’t leave me in here.”

“You didn’t go in yesterday, and you are going to stay in there until Yamal leaves.” Daddy walks off and picks up his phone.

Tears pool in my eyes as I stare at him.

“Please, Daddy,” I whimper, continuing to hold onto the bars. “Let me out.”

Daddy places his phone on the counter and walks over to me, kneeling to be at eye-level with me.

“I will not take you out of there. You are going to stay in until Yamal leaves, and then I will,” Daddy says once again.

“I know you don’t want to be in there and don’t like it, but you are going to have to get used to it.

There will be times that you have to go into the kennel and not fight Daddy on it. ”

I push my bottom lip out, and his eyes immediately zero in on it.

“Cute, but it’s not going to work on me. You are going to stay in there no matter what.” Daddy boops my nose and stands.

There is a knock on the door, and Daddy leaves me to answer the door.

“Yamal, thank you for coming,” Daddy announces. “She’s in the kennel for now and won’t be coming out. Unless you need to look at her.”

I connect gazes with Yamal and plead with my eyes for him to come up with something. I need to get out of here.

“I won’t be needing to look at her. Unless you have concerns, Yamal sits on one of the couches. “What can I help with?”

Daddy plops down on the couch in front of the kennel so he has direct eye contact with me.

“Adryn was wondering if she can get pregnant,” Daddy says. “And if she can, is there anything we can do to prevent it?”

“Have you guys had sex yet?” Yamal asks, looking at Daddy.

“No, we haven’t yet,” he replies. “But I think it’s on her mind, and she’s worried about it.”

Worried is an understatement. I’m only in my twenties, and I’m not ready to be a mother. I’ve never thought about it since we couldn’t get pregnant on the space station. It was never an option, and I came to terms with it.

Yamal nods and looks at me before looking away.

“So?” Daddy asks. “Can she get pregnant, or do we need to be careful?”

“They cannot get pregnant from us,” Yamal replies.

“Why didn’t you just answer that to begin with and not ask all of these questions?” I ask before I can stop myself. “You and Daddy are a lot alike. Don’t like to answer questions right away but ask several before.”

Maybe it’s a Venkorian thing and they can’t help it, but they should learn. It’s irritating when they ask questions but don’t answer them.

“Did I say you could talk?” Daddy asks as he turns to me.

I shake my head.

“No, I didn’t. So why are you talking?” he asks.

I open and close my mouth. I know the rules when people come over, and yet I didn’t pay any attention to them.

“This is your last warning. Talk again without asking me, and you will land yourself over my lap,” he says before turning to Yamal. “Thank you for letting us know. That will ease some of the tension and.”

I only asked Daddy the question and told him I didn’t want to get pregnant. Did he really know I was worrying about it so much? I thought I had been hiding it rather well, but apparently I wasn’t.

“Is there anything else you need?” Yamal asks.

“Can I get anxiety meds for her?” Daddy asks.

“Suppositories?”

My eyes go wide when Yamal says that word. I clench my cheeks together and open my mouth to talk, but quickly close it before Daddy can look at me. I don’t want him to stick medicine up my bottom.

“Is she still anxious whenever she isn’t next to you?” Yamal asks.

My mouth hangs open as I look at him. How did he know that? Chale was the only one I had talked to about that.

Daddy hums. “Yes, she is.”

How can I help it? It’s not my fault that whatever they injected me with had a weird side effect to it. If I could go back, I wouldn’t allow them to do it, so I didn’t have to feel like this all the time.

“I will have some delivered later this afternoon,” Yamal replies and stands. “If you need anything else, just call me, and I can come look her over or answer over the phone.”

“Thank you again.” Daddy stands and walks him to the door.

Yamal doesn’t say bye to me, and part of me feels a little hurt. I know he didn’t because Daddy said I didn’t have permission to talk, but he could have waved. That doesn’t involve talking.

Daddy walks over to the kennel and kneels in front of it. I hold my breath as I wait for him to tell me that he is going to leave me in here for a little longer and break his promise.

“Come on, let’s get you out of here,” Daddy gently says.

He opens the top of the kennel and picks me up, holding me close to his chest. Tears run down my face with relief as I snuggle into his chest.

“Shh, I’ve got you,” he gently says. “I was always going to take you out of the kennel.”

But I didn’t know that. I thought I was going to get stuck in there since I spoke out of turn.

Daddy gently starts rocking me back and forth as he walks around the living room.

“You’re okay,” he coos at me. “Daddy has you and isn’t going anywhere.”

I let out all my emotions as he continues to rock me in his arms, calming me down slowly. I don’t know how much time has passed, but the tears stop and Daddy sits on the couch, holding me on his lap.

“Let’s talk about it.” Daddy pulls me away from him, so I look at him. “What were you feeling?”

A lot.

I was feeling every single emotion before Daddy told me he was going to take me out of the kennel.

“I was worried you were going to leave me in there again and leave,” I whisper. “I was worried I was going to pee myself and have to sit in it for who knows how long.”

All very traumatizing.

Daddy cups my face and gently rubs his thumb across my cheeks. “I’m sorry I let that happen the first time. It was a mistake, and I intend to never make that one again.”

I lean into his right hand and take a deep breath.

“If I leave and put you in the kennel, I will have someone come over to change you, or I will put something in there for you to go to the bathroom so you don’t have to sit in it.

” Daddy tells me. “But I don’t think I will leave you for long in the kennel while I’m gone.

I don’t like being away from you either. ”

At least I know it’s not one-sided.

I lean forward and press my lips to his without thinking.

“Please,” I murmur against them.

Now that I know I won’t get pregnant if we have sex, I want to have it. I want to feel him inside of me.

“Please what?” Daddy asks, pulling away.

“Please have your way with me,” I practically beg.