Page 28 of Tattoos and Tiaras
Cullen shifted in my arms to turn to look at me. “You can’t know that.”
I touched his cheek gently. “I can. I’ve been wanting this since the moment I saw you. Cullen, you were drawing out my Daddy Dom instincts even before I knew what was happening, you with your sass and backchat revved up my engine in a way I didn’t understand. I can’t say what’s going to happen to us in six months’ time, no one could, but I can tell you what I feel in my heart.”
Maybe it was way too soon to start talking about feelings and hearts, but Cullen brought out the impulsive side in me.
Cullen reached out and took the skirt from my hand. “I want to wear my skirt and be Daddy's princess.”
“Oh baby, Daddy would like that very much. First, I want to make sure you know to use your safe word at any time, and we’ll still go with the stop light system, okay?”
Cullen gave me a firm nod. “Yes, Sir.”
“Now. I know this wasn’t planned. but I feel more than comfortable taking the reins tonight. sweetheart. Aiden told me how busy it’s been both at the hospital and at the clinic.”
Cullen let out a tired breath. “It’s been crazy. This year’s flu season has barely started, and everyone is getting sick. I really need to get another doctor in to help at the clinic, but I don’t like feeling like I’ve failed, like somehow, I’m letting down the town if I get another doctor in.” Cullen abruptly stopped talking, his eyes widened. “I can’t believe I just blurted all of that out.”
“You’re in a safe space, and I’m glad you felt comfortable enough to share that with me. I can’t imagine the level of stress you’re under on any given day. The worst thing that can happen in my day job is that someone hates their haircut, or the dye goes wrong. You have people’s health and well-being in your hands.”
“I’m just a small-town GP.” Cullen shrugged, trying to brush aside his importance to this community.
“You are much more than that, Princess, but we can work on these self-esteem issues at a later date. Right now, I want you to be able to relax and enjoy your night with me.”
“I still have to clean my room first, right?”
“Yes, darling, you do. But if it's any consolation, I’m more than happy to provide kisses for encouragement.”
Cullen’s answering grin was bright enough to light the whole of Tewsbury. “You say that you’ve never been a Daddy before, but I’m going to go out on a limb and say you’re a natural. I’ve never had anyone want to be my daddy. My Master? Yes. My Dom? Yes, but they’ve never wanted to explore Daddy kink with me.” Cullen wiggled in my lap, his lace-covered arse pressing down on my already interested cock. I let out a surprised laugh when Cullen bopped my nose. “Don’t let the praise go to your head. I can still knock you down a peg or two.”
I pulled back and narrowed my eyes, trying not to ruin the effect by laughing. “Little Princess, don’t forget who’s the Daddy here.” The answering cheeky grin had me chuckling. My little Princess was going to be a handful and a challenge.
“Yes, Daddy.” I tackled Cullen back onto the bed and peppered his face with kisses.
“Say that again, Princess.”
Cullen's gorgeous eyes lit up, and I watched as he licked his lips before shooting me his most sensual smile. “Yes, Daddy.”
“My beautiful Princess is a bit of a minx. While you start folding clothes, let's start talking about rules and limits while you’re in your middle space.” I sat back up, pulling Cullen with me, so he sat back astride my lap.
Cullen groaned dramatically and threw in an eye roll to let me know just how much he found the whole idea of talking limits annoying. He was already slipping into his middle space, and I didn’t want to keep that from him, but we needed to talk first.
“Fine. I know we need to, but my brain has latched onto being your Princess, and I need it,” Cullen answered.
“I know, baby, but you know how important it is.”
Cullen let out a put-upon sigh. “Okay.”
“It won’t take too long, Pretty, but it also means we can have a fun, uninterrupted play time.”
Cullen slumped in my arms, pushing his lips out in a soft pout. “I guess. What do you want to know?”
“Let’s start with an easy one. How much control do you want Daddy to have while you’re in your middle space?”
As Cullen mulled over my question, he had started to trace shapes on my chest. “I’m tempted to give you all the control, but I’m not sure. What do you think?”
“I think for our first playtime, it would be good to let me take the lead and let you regress without having to worry about things.”
Cullen looked up and smiled at me. “Yes, I like that.”
“Perfect. Why don’t you let me help you get your pretty skirt on, then you can start picking up your clean clothes for me? I’m going to phone and order us some dinner.”
