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I take the chance to push her a bit further.“Don’t slouch, Little one, and spread your knees.Wrap your ankles around the legs of the chair.”

Natasha’s cheeks flush a darker pink.

I catch Edith biting her lip as she scurries from the room.

“You’re evil,” Natasha whispers as soon as we’re alone.

I chuckle and lean over to wrap my hand around hers.“You love it.”

Chapter14

Natasha

“I can’t believe I get to come to Casa Jameson Hoffman,” Simone squeals when we finally have a chance to talk between classes.

This morning, I made it to our first class in the nick of time after testing Mr.Hoffman unwisely about my bra.I wanted to wear one I’d been wearing for about a month.But, as I should have suspected, Daddy had other ideas.

The bras I’d been wearing weren’t anything exciting, but they were plain white ones that no one would notice under my clothes.

Daddy replaced my training bra with something marginally one step up from that.Training bras are cut for girls who want to pretend they have boobs.The next step is for girls who have growing buds.It fastens in the back, and it has two triangles, but the material offers no support and is too thin to hide my nipples.

It’s an improvement as long as I’m also wearing something loose enough not to draw attention to my nipples.And that’s when he reminded me this was never about my nipples.It was about me feeling too Little and being distracted in class.

In the end, I’ve agreed to see how I feel today and report back to him when I get home.Mr.Controlling will probably ask me about my bra and my nipples in front of Simone because his MO is making me squirm from embarrassment.Apparently, I get embarrassed easily, and it would seem I get aroused from such situations every time.

As soon as we’re out of class and relatively alone in the common area, Simone grills me.“How was Master Quinten?”

“Master?”

“That’s what he’s called in the BDSM community.His Little girl calls him Master.”

“He has a Little?”

“Yes.Her name is Josie.He shares her with another Master.Master Grayson.”

“Oh.”I guess I wouldn’t know that since I wasn’t seeing Mr.Odell to learn about him.But for some reason, I like being reminded he’s a Daddy, too.More than that, I like knowing he lives in a relationship even more taboo than mine.It gives validity to the things he tells me.

“So?How’d it go?”

“It went well.It was a lot more helpful than I expected.He had some good ideas.Plus, he convinced me to be brave and talk to Daddy about my hangups with training bras.So I?—”

I stop talking because Simone has grabbed my arm and is grinning from ear to ear.

“What?”

“You just called Mr.HoffmanDaddy.”

I give a slow smile.“It’s started creeping into my head.”

“Did you use it when you were talking to him?”

“Yes, and I thought he might faint.He was so stunned but pleased, nonetheless.”

“Good.So, what happened with the bra situation?Did he relent?He doesn’t seem like the relenting type.He seems so controlling.”

I take her hand and turn to pull her down the hallway and into one of the unisex bathrooms.As soon as I lock the door and drop my backpack, I unbutton my shirt and show her what I’m wearing.

She covers her mouth as she laughs.“Girl, that’s perfection.He’s so manipulative.”

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