Page 23 of Eloise's Daddies
“Bend over, sweet girl,” Papa adds. “Hands on the side of the tub.”
I do as I’m told. I’ve done this before. They always like to inspect my bottom after a spanking. It always makes my knees weak and my face heat, but like everything else, they know that.
Papa runs a palm over my butt cheeks. “Pink but not too hot. It will all be gone by morning.” He pulls my cheeks apart next. “Stay still, sweet girl. Let me inspect your tight little bottom hole. We made you wear that plug a long time today.”
He’s not kidding. I’m well aware. I wore it for two hours in the morning and another two hours in the afternoon. At no point was I unaware that something was inside my bottom.
Daddy pops the top of the lube, making me flinch. I don’t really need him to inspect the inside of my bottom, but apparently that’s what’s going to happen.
Papa holds my cheeks parted while Daddy pushes a finger inside me. “Any pain, Baby girl?” he asks.
“No, Daddy. It’s fine.” I squirm and rise onto my toes when he reaches even deeper and twists his finger around.
“Fine isn’t really the goal.” He chuckles. “We want to be sure we don’t stretch you too far or too much all at once. We don’t want to injure you when we claim this tight little rectum.”
I whimper before I can stop myself. Touching my most private hole is humiliating and arousing. Talking about it is even more mortifying and more arousing. “Daddy…”
“Stay still,” Papa admonishes. “You knew we were going to finger your little hole several times a day. Dr. Morgan’s advice. If you don’t accept our inspections, we’ll start doing it more often. We want to train your body to not only accept the intrusion but crave it.”
Crave it? His fingers inside me? I bite my bottom lip hard to keep from arguing or…moaning.
“Your Papa is right, Baby girl. We both know the thought of having your naughty little hole violated makes you squirm, but talking about it isn’t enough. It’s time for you to experience it often and learn to offer this sweet ass up without hesitation.”
A whimper escapes my mouth as Daddy continues to twist his finger around in my hole.
Papa strokes my butt cheeks. “It will be so very special to have both of us inside you at once. Sex will take on a whole new meaning.”
I twist my head around to look at him, the question that pops into my mind falling from my lips before I can censor my thoughts. “Have you shared a Little girl before?”
Papa smooths a hand up my back and cups my neck. “No, sweet girl. We have not ever penetrated a Little girl at the same time. You will be our first. And our last.” He lifts a brow as he makes his point.
His brow furrows. “You believe me, don’t you, sweet girl? Sometimes you get a look on your face that makes me think you still doubt our feelings for you.”
I hold my breath. How could he possibly know about my occasional insecurities? “I know you love me,” I insist as Daddy removes his finger.
I relax my stiff body and push off the side of the tub so I’m standing.
Papa reaches over to turn off the water, while Daddy washes his hands in the sink.
Papa cups my face and stares at me, searching my eyes with a slight frown. “You’re our world, sweet girl. I know you’ve had a rough life, but that’s in the past. You’re ours now. Our sweet, special, sexy, funny, adorable Little girl. There’s no going back. It’s forever and ever. And we’ll tell you that as often as you need to hear it even if it’s for seventy-five years.”
I lick my lips. “Okay, Papa.” I trust him. I do. I trust Daddy too. I know they love me. But in my experience, love isn’t enough to sustain a relationship forever. People fall out of love. People develop interests that aren’t compatible with the other person.
I know I’m quiet and pensive during my bath. I’m exhausted too. It was a long day, and my Daddies waste no time bathing me, drying me off, and getting me tucked into their bed.
I’m glad they’re letting me sleep in the big bed and even more relieved when they both settle in at my sides. It’s hard for me to stay awake for my last bottle, and then I snuggle under the covers with my pacifier while Papa reads to me from the book about puppies.
I try to listen because I love hearing his voice and I’m intrigued by the information, but I’m fighting a losing battle. He barely reads an entire page before I drift off.
ChapterTen
Exhausted nights become part of my routine. Every day we go to one of the Littleworld parks. Even though I nap at the park in the afternoon, by bedtime each night, I’m barely able to keep my eyes open.
I usually read while Papa and Daddy eat dinner, then bath time, then bedtime. The two of them sleep with me every night, which is a treat. They also spend time fingering my bottom each night either before or after my bath.
Actually that’s not the only time they touch my naughty hole. They’ve started doing so every time they change my diaper. Plus, they have put a larger plug in my bottom every morning, making me wear it for a few hours in the morning and then a few hours in the afternoon no matter where we are.
They were right. I’ve grown to anticipate the intimate naughty touch as well as crave it. They often leave my other hole alone and rub my clit so I’m forced to orgasm from anal penetration.
