Page 268 of Her Daddies' Everything

“Would definitely get you a long timeout and a spanked bottom.” He patted her bottom lightly and she glared at him. “I think you’re going to have to help him.”

“But how?”

“I’m going to go into town for a bit, leave the two of you here. After your nap, you try to seduce him.”

“I don’t know how to seduce him.”

“Getting naked would be a good start. Now, I’m going to go get your bottle. Time for a nap.”

Naps sucked.

But bottles, surprisingly, did not.

Tobias walked back into the room with the bottle, which he sat on the nightstand. Then he lifted her up off the floor where he’d left her and carried her to the change table, lying her down on top of it.

“Papa, what are you doing?” she asked.

“Do you need to go potty?”

She shook her head and put her thumb in her mouth, feeling shy for some reason.

“Immy, do you need to go potty?” Tobias reached up and took her thumb from her mouth. “Words, please.”

“No, Papa.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm. Well, I’m not. So I think we better put you in a diaper. Just in case of an accident.”

What? Nooo.

But she didn’t say anything and he gave a nod of satisfaction.

He took off her onesie and panties, then he drew a diaper out of the drawers from under the change table.

Immy put her thumb into her mouth to comfort herself. Lifting her legs into the air, he slid the diaper under her bottom.

Good Lord.

“Let’s just put on a bit of cream. We don’t want your skin getting all sore,” he said.

She nearly giggled since it felt ticklish as he rubbed cream on her skin, but she managed to control herself.

Then he did up the diaper.

Okay, that felt weird, but surprisingly nice at the same time. He quickly got her back into the onesie and picked her up, cradling her against his chest.

For a brief moment, he bounced her up and down. “Good girl. I’m so proud of you.”

Warmth filled Immy and she relaxed against him. Maybe she wouldn’t use the diaper, but it still felt nice to have.

For naps anyway.

Then he sat on the chair with her lying across his lap, resting against one arm. He picked up the bottle and the nipple slidbetween her lips. Immy sighed in pleasure. She didn’t know why she liked this so much, but she did.

Maybe it was because she was held tight by someone that loved her. Maybe it was because she could just relax and not have to think or do anything. Maybe it was because it felt like an act of extreme caring for someone to do this for her.

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