Page 64 of Defended
Chapter 21
The surprise outing was to the zoo, which was both wonderful and awful.
Wonderful because Melody loved the zoo. She loved seeing the animals, watching the shows, and the ice cream carts.
Awful, because it was alotof walking and the plug jostled inside of her with every step. She couldn't help but be aware of it, no matter what she was doing. Even more awful was that it turned out the plug was also a vibrator, with a remote, and Daddy enjoyed turning it on and off at odd intervals. She almost wished she was wearing a diaper again because she was pretty sure she was soaking through her panties.
All her fears about people staring or judging her had totally disappeared. No one even looked at her twice. They were just two people out on a date. The Daddy thing was as hidden from the public as the plug. Actually, it almost would have been kind of nice if someone would stare or show that they cared about the childishly styled dress, because then she wouldn't feel like she'd freaked out for nothing.
Wouldn't have had her mouth soaped, her bottom cleaned out, and be wearing a plug for no reason.
Wouldn't be walking around horny as hell with no orgasm in sight for nothing.
The fact that Daddy had used her mouth to get off but not done anything for her just made her even hotter.
There's something wrong with me.
Kind of a wonderful something though. Because no matter how itchy she felt between her legs, no matter how her insides clenched and throbbed, no matter how uncomfortable she was, she couldn't remember ever feeling this satisfied. Couldn't remember ever having this much fun on a date.
She practically felt like skipping between the animal pens. Might have tried if it weren't for the plug. At least she had panties to help keep it inside of her, but if she accidentally pushed it out entirely, she was pretty sure the panties wouldn't hold it. Then she reallywouldbe publicly humiliated. So she had to clench constantly to keep it in.
So no skipping or running or jumping of any kind.
"Where to next?" Daddy asked, as they walkedaway from the sleepy tigers. The indulgent look in his dark eyes made her feel warm and happy all over. His fingers were wound around hers, and he was just as relaxed and enjoying himself just as much as she was.
She looked up at the signs denoting what was on each path at the crossroads.
"Seals!" She did a little dance in place. A very small dance.Because the plug shifted and she had to clench around it.
Chuckling, Daddy led her down the path toward the seals.
Then, while she was watching them swim, the big meanie set off the plug again and Melody nearly moaned out loud as she gripped his hand more tightly. If he wasn't careful, she was going to end up climbing him like a monkey in a tree.
But she couldn't forget to behave, even if she wanted to.
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KeepingMelody on edge all day meant that she was a little cranky by the time they returned to the house. Baby girl needed an orgasm... but she was going to have to wait.They needed to eat first. And, he admitted to himself, he was going to enjoy watching her squirm.
When he took the plug out, he let her have the bathroom to herself but warned her that she'd better not play with herself or she'd regret it. When she joined him in the kitchen to help make dinner, she was as flushed and tense as before so he knew she'd followed his orders. Kawan gave her a deep kiss as a reward before setting her to wash the vegetables.
She squirmed her way through dinner even without the plug teasing her. After having it inside of her for such an extended time, he was sure her little hole was a bit sore and would be for a while. It made for uncomfortable sitting. Kawan enjoyed watching her wriggle while they talked about the zoo and her favorite animals.
"Ice cream for dessert," he announced when she'd cleared her plate.
Melody pouted for a moment before her eyes turned pleading and a little sultry. "What if I want something else for dessert?"
It didn't matter that she was using the same high, girlish voice that said she was firmly in her 'little' head space, the implication was clear. She wanted 'big girl' time with him.
He kept his expression inscrutable.
"Ice cream for dessert," he repeated in measured tones. It was more fun to keep her guessing about whether or not she'd get her orgasm.
Since she'd been a very good girl this afternoon and evening, he intended to reward her, but she didn't need to know that yet. She sighed dramatically, and he just barely managed to keep the smile from his face.
"Fine, ice cream," she grumbled, looking wholly adorable as she did so.
Despite the grumbling, she perked up quite a bit when he pulled the pint of Cherry Garcia and a bottle of chocolate syrup out of the fridge.
