Page 58 of Defended
Chapter 19
The next real test for Melody came while they were watchingFrozen, after dinner. She was cuddled up on his lap, head resting on his shoulder, his hand caressing her thigh while they watched the movie. The crinkling sound of the diaper when she occasionally shifted made him grin every time. He was hard as a rock, but content just to hold her and watch the movie for now. She was shifting more and more often as the movie played, until she finally tugged on his shirt.
"Daddy, can you pause the movie? I have to potty." From the way she shifted, Kawan could tell she was about to stand up.
He tightened his grip on her, keeping her on his lap. "No, sweetie, you don't need to use the bathroom. What do you think the diaper is for?"
The utter look of horror on her face almost made him laugh, but he managed to hold it back.He’d expected this reaction, after all, it wasn’t an uncommon one, even from baby girls who liked the idea of being diapered.
"I didn't... I can't..." she sputtered. She turned bright red with embarrassment over the very idea.
Keeping a tight grip on her with one hand, Kawan grabbed the remote with the other to pause the movie. Not so that she could go use the bathroom, but so that they could talk—and also because he was going to need to change her as soon as she finished.
"You can safe word," he offered. "But unless it causes you real distress, I want you to use your diaper like a good baby girl."
She squirmed slightly, obviously uncomfortable, torn between wanting to please him and wanting to maintain her dignity. Kawan shifted his hand, moving it fully over her lower belly and pressing his fingers into her, right over her bladder. Melody gasped.
"No.... I can't..." She grabbed at his hand trying to pull it away.
"No isn't your safe word, Melody."
She whined in response.
Satisfaction washed over him. He was already sure that she wasn't going to say her safe word. She was going to submit. Kawan wasn't turned on by her need to use the bathroom, exactly, but by the complete control she was giving him over her body.
* * *
Oh no...
She couldn't actually do it, could she?
But he wanted her to.
Despite the thick cushion of the diaper, Melody had been very aware of her Daddy's erection from the moment he'd settled her onto his lap. Especially because her clit was still tingling from the ginger oil even though it didn’t burn anymore. She’d been aroused the whole time but tried to concentrate on the movie.
But he was still hard now, even though he'd basically just ordered her to wet herself while she was sitting on top of him. She didn't find that part sexy, but being held in place and told to do something she didn't want to?
Yeah. That got her going.
Perverted.
Peggy's voice whispered in her head.
Strangely enough, that was what helped her decide. Because she wasn't going to let Peggy determine what she was willing to try.
Well, that and the fact that unless she safe worded, Daddy wasn't going to let her up and shereallyneeded to go. Had needed to go for a while but had been trying to hold out until the movie ended.
His fingers pressed against her tummy and Melody whimpered again, closing her eyes because she could feel it starting.
Oh god...
It was too embarrassing. She turned, burrowing her head into Daddy's shoulder as her bladder released. It felt so strange to be peeing while she was sitting on top of him, being held by him.
Daddy's hand moved to stroke her back. "Good girl, sweetheart, I knew you could do it."
There was a kind of possessiveness in his voice that soothed her embarrassment, like he knew she would do this humiliating thing for him and only for him. She felt a strange kind of pride in that, like she’d passed some kind of test, even though she knew he wouldn’t have been mad if she’d safe worded.
She squeaked as he slid one arm under her knees and pushed up to stand, holding her in his arms. Lips pressed against the top of her head, a sweet kiss as a reward.
