Page 26 of Her Gentle Daddy

“If I talk to him and tell him about me, he will realize what a piece of trash I am and tell me to get lost.”

Even though Savannah was a well-dressed, sophisticated woman, she still sat on the floor near Gabby while they talked, and it was one of the things she liked about her therapist. The woman definitely had Mommy vibes, and even though Gabby didn’t like women except as friends, she felt comfortable around Savannah.

“Gabby, honey, there is nothing that you could tell Sean that would make him care about you any less. Sean is a very kind-hearted man, and I can pretty much assure you that no matter what you tell him, he will still want to be your Daddy.”

She didn’t believe that was true, but she smiled and nodded at Savannah to hopefully appease her.

“Our time is up for today, but I really want you to consider talking to Sean. Otherwise, I will see you here in a couple of days, and we will pick up where we left off. Sound good?”

Gabby nodded and grinned when Savannah carefully ripped her coloring page out of the book and handed it over.

“I think your Daddy will love that.”

Each passing day with Sean was more wonderful than the previous day. He was always attentive and kind. During the week when she was working, their day was mostly routine. He made her breakfast in the morning, got her dressed, and took her to work. Sometimes while she was at work, he would go in to his downtown office to work since it was closer to the club. That way, he could stop by and drop off lunch to her. Other times, he would pack a lunch for her to take so he could go home to work.

After picking her up from work each day, he brought her home and let her play while he did some chores around the house and made dinner. Then, after dinner, he would bathe her and read her a story before bed. She always offered to help with the chores, but he wouldn’t let her, so she just always made sure to keep the nursery spotless so he didn’t have to clean up after her.

She was slowly getting used to him seeing her naked, although she had noticed his erection through his pants several times and she didn’t know how to feel about that. He was always respectful and never touched her in a way that made her feel uncomfortable. Even when he washed her privates, he didn’t linger or prod. But knowing he was hard in response to her body both intrigued her and scared her.

Sean was the first man that she’d ever really felt attracted to and had thoughts about wanting to kiss. He hadn’t tried to kiss her, and she would never have the guts to kiss him, but she had thought about it. She wondered what he would taste like and if he would be gentle or rough with her. Whenever she thought about anything more than a kiss with him, though, she panicked slightly - even though she usually found herself squeezing her thighs together.

He was proving to be a wonderful Daddy, and although he had talked about discipline and spankings when she became his little girl, she hadn’t done anything to get into trouble. The only time he spoke even slightly stern to her was when he felt as though she wasn’t eating enough. Most of the time when he wasn’t satisfied with how much food she ate, he would just start hand feeding her himself.

Gabby wondered how long he would let her get away with not telling him anything about herself. He asked questions occasionally but never pressed her to answer, which she was thankful for. She had thought about what Savannah had told her about talking to him about her past, but she didn’t want to throw poison on something that was going so well. As soon as he found out how messed up she was and how gross she was, he wouldn’t want to be her Daddy. Even though she knew the whole arrangement was just temporary, she wanted to prolong having Sean as her Daddy for as long as she could.

“Eat some more of your eggs, Gabby girl.”

She eyed the eggs on her plate and shook her head.

“I don’t want anymore, Daddy. I’m full.”

Sean frowned and walked over to where she sat at the table, scooping up some of her scrambled eggs onto her fork and holding them up to her mouth. She squeezed her lips together and shook her head.

“Open, little girl.”

She didn’t open her mouth for him, and instead, she crossed her arms over her chest, much to his obvious surprise. She usually tried to do as her Daddy said, but she really didn’t like eggs, and he was always making them for her. He didn’t know that she didn’t like them, of course, because she would never say anything to him about it, so she had been choking yucky eggs down for the past several weeks. But today she just couldn’t stand to eat another one.

“Don’t want any.”

He stared at her with an intense look and waited silently with the fork held up to her mouth. When she opened her mouth to tell him again that she didn’t want anymore, he took the opportunity to put the bite of eggs in her mouth. Gabby froze, realizing what he’d just done, and used her tongue to push the icky eggs out.

“Little girl,” he said in a low voice.

Her eyes widened, and she realized that he was not happy with her.

“Go upstairs to your room and put your nose in the empty corner. I am going to clean up this mess, and I will be up there shortly.”

Slumping her shoulders, Gabby stood from the table and turned to head toward the stairs, but then she paused and turned back toward Sean.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I’ll clean it up.”

Sean looked up at her, and while he didn’t look happy, the firm expression on his face wasn’t terrifying either. He wasn’t screaming at her or hitting her like she would have expected in her past if she had messed up.

“I’ll clean it up, Gabby. You go up to your room and do as I said. I will be up in just a couple of minutes.”

That couple of minutes of standing in the corner felt like hours, and she decided that she wholeheartedly disliked the corner. It was not her friend. She wondered if Sean would decide she was too much trouble and tell her to pack her stuff when he came up to her room, and the thought made tears begin falling from her eyes.

“Come here, Gabby.”

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